Date: Sat, 20 Jan 2001 17:26:41 EST
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: Lunchtime Desserts

WARNING!  This story contains graphic depictions of sexual
activity between consenting adult males.  If you are
offended by such material, read no further.   Also, if you
are under legal age, in a state or community where such
material is prohibited by law, or there is any other reason
you shouldn't be reading this.. Don't!

Oh yes, I should also tell you that this is a work of
fiction and imagination and any resemblance to any real life
persons (other than myself) or actual events is purely
coincidental,  etc. etc.


Lunchtime Desserts

It was noontime and I just had to get out of that damned
office for a while, so I drove over to the parking area on
the lake where I usually go when I feel like doing some
writing.  My name is Peter and I am a `recreational author'
of erotic stories.  I say it that way, because it is so out
of character for an otherwise very conservative senior
manager in the finance and accounting division of a mid-
sized chemical manufacturer.  I'm married and have adult
children, but I also enjoy the pleasure of another man when
I can.  Most often, however, I have to rely on my fantasies
- a good man (who is similarly inclined) is so hard to find
these days!

Anyway, here I am sitting in my car with my laptop, starting
to write another story for `the archives' and trying to
conjure up a really sizzling hot image of what I'm wanting
to describe to the reader.  Right now the best I can do is
only luke warm.  What I really need is a good `encounter' to
relate, but where am I going to find one?

I've noticed before that this parking lot is used from time
to time by guys who appear to be cruising.  They park, get
out of their cars, and walk around, eventually disappearing
into the woods surrounding the lake.  I've never tried it -
my usual luck would be to try and pick up a guy, then find
out he's a state trooper and get busted.  Oh, well!!

Hey, now.the guy that just pulled up in that Jetta looks
good!  Yes, that looks real good. Would definitely like to
try that one out.  .but no way he's going to be `available'!
. c'mon, guy, step out of your car so I can see the rest of
you.   Out.out I say.

Oh, yes.now get out from behind that damned door!  Bingo!
That is nice!  Dark hair and eyes.  Probably Italian.  Nice
body.  What.maybe 6'1" or 6'2"?  .and look at the size of
those arms coming out of those sleeves!  That white polo
really sets off the tan and shows off those shoulders and
pecs nicely too.  .just wish those slacks weren't so loose!
Can't see a damned thing down there!

Why don't you just reach down and scratch or adjust
whatever's there.  Maybe that'll make it show a little.  The
hands look fairly large - can't tell about the thumbs from
this far, but the shoes are pretty good sized.  C'mon, you
hot stud, reach down and let me know there's something
there!..

Hot damn!  Right on cue.  Now scratch it again.  Looks like
a pretty good handful.  Yes!  That does look might fine!
.but that didn't look like an involuntary scratch.did it?
Looked more like a lift-and-show.  Yes, that was definitely
a purposeful move. sort of an `inviting' move.  See.he's
doing it again!

I look up and make eye contact.  He smiles.  Holy shit!
That baby is looking for something.and I definitely would
like to be his `something'!  I look back down at my laptop
and . nothing.  I'm too distracted now to think, but give me
some time, I'm sure I can come up with a fantasy involving
that delicious looking hunk over there.

"Beautiful day, isn't it?" I heard from my left.  Holy shit
!(again)  He walked over here and I didn't even notice.

"Yes, it is.  Great day to stay away from the office." I
answered.  "especially if I have something better to do with
you," I thought to myself.

"What is this place?  I just saw it from the road and
decided to stop and check it out," he continued, as he
stopped and stood beside my car.

"Just a park.as far as I know.  I come here sometimes over
my lunchhour and just sit and relax.  It's very peaceful.
Sometimes I do a little work, and sometimes I just put on
some music and space-out."

"I saw the laptop.must be doing some work today."

"No.not really.  Just do some writing as a hobby and was
trying to come up with a new story-line."

"I'll bet if you took a nice walk around the lake, something
just might come up," he said in an amused tone.

Did I hear a note of emphasis on the words `come up'?  Am I
reading things right?  .or is it just too much wishful
thinking?

"You know.that sounds like a good idea.  You planning to
walk?  Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all.  I really think it would be good to walk with
someone.  `Walk and talk', you know.has to be better than
just wandering around the woods by oneself."

"Okay," I said as I opened my door and got out.  "Where to?"

"Is there a trail down there somewhere?"

"I've seen some guys walk down and turn left near the edge
of the water.  I guess there must be some kind of trail down
there.  Guess we'll find out soon enough."

"Hi, ho.  Hi, ho. .and all that.   By the way, my name's
Bill.  What's your's?"

"Oh. it's Peter," I replied, reaching out to shake his hand.
"You work around here?"

"Nah.  I have a meeting in an hour or so right up the road.
Saw the lake and parking lot and thought I'd just kill some
time.  You work near here?"

"A couple miles . maybe five . up and then east of here.
So.whaddaya think of the Yankees this year?  Think they'll
make `the series' again?"

"Probably.   Actually, I don't keep much track of sports.
I'm in `information technology' and when I'm not working,
I'm usually reading up on new stuff or on my PC trying
something out.  Doesn't leave a lot of time for keeping in
touch with the `outside world'.  Don't even watch the news
that often.  Too depressing anyway. Hey, there's the trail.
Looks pretty well worn," he said as we turned onto it.

"Guess it is. when I've been here before, I've seen quite a
few guys go walking down here.  . You know, you sound like
me.the `sports stuff'.that is.  But I crunch numbers all day
and by the time I get home, I'm brain dead, so I just assume
the position of couch potato.  Couple nights a week, I do
get to the fitness center and try to keep from going
completely to pot."

"Looks like you're pretty successful to me."

"I guess.  At least I'm not hanging over my belt.  I could
stand to lose a few pounds, but somehow I just don't seem to
be as motivated as I was twenty years ago."

"I do the same.when I can break away from my PC."

"You certainly seem to be doing pretty well at it.  I don't
see any love handles on you."

"You want to check it out and make sure?" he asked, not
missing a beat or changing his tone.

".what?!?." I stammered.

"Check it out.  You know.like I take my shirt off and you
check out if I have any love handles."

".take your shirt off.and."

"C'mon, Peter.  I saw you looking at me.  Aren't you
interested?"

"No shit!   Are you suggesting.."

"Just as soon as we get a little deeper into the trees, I
plan to fuck your ass, sweetheart."

"Holy shit!  Is this for real?"

"You bet it is. There's something about you that makes me
think you'd be a mean piece of ass, and I want to fuck you!
That alright?"

"That's better than `alright'.that's incredible!  .but I
don't know if I can hold you.  How big is it?"

"What difference does that make?"

"I don't do this very often, and I'm pretty tight.  .and my
family doctor is a personal friend and I don't need to go
having to explain any tears or other evidences of `invasion'
there.  That's why I asked.  If you're too big, it ain't
gonna happen..but if you're the right size, you're
definitely `on'!"

"Well, check it out and tell me.  Is it okay?" he asked.

It took a couple seconds for it to sink in that, while I was
talking, he must have opened his fly and pulled his cock out
- because there it was!  Hanging out through the vertical
opening.  And it was a beauty!!  It looked about five inches
long, fairly narrow, and .yes, Virginia there is a Santa
Claus!.he was uncut!!

It was one of those where the foreskin doesn't quite cover
the tip.and you can see the piss slit in the little opening.
As I watched, he reached down with his right hand and peeled
it back so that the bluish-pink head was fully exposed.  It
glistened in the sunlight from its own natural lubricants
and appeared to be so smooth and slick - not the greyish
pink and rough-textured surface that's so common with the
cut ones like mine.  There was just something about that
beautiful prick that said: "let me slide between your cheeks
and fill your man pussy!!"  .and that's just what I intended
it to do.

"Oh, boy!  From what I see now, I'm gonna feel that baby
deep up my ass!!  I can hardly wait already!!"

"Calm down, guy. we've got plenty of time.  I don't like to
do these things too fast.  Let's get a little further down
the path."

Just at that point, the path made a slight turn to the left
away from the lake edge and went into a dense thicket of
shrub growth (.hell, I don't know.it was about five feet
tall and had lots of leaves.and it wasn't poison ivy!).  The
place was ideal.

Bill moved off to the right of the trail into the bushes and
turned to beckon me to follow.  (Like he had to tell me
to.right!)  I was right behind him.

About ten feet in, he turned back to me again and reached
out.  I walked right up to him and reached down to take hold
of that glorious cock, which was still hanging out of his
fly.  As soon as I touched it, I felt it start to expand and
rise.  I slowly stroked it a half dozen or so times, by
which time it was nicely engorged and standing out almost
parallel to the ground.

Why.it looked good enough to eat!  So I did.  I dropped down
on my knees on the soft, leaf-covered ground, grabbed it
with my right hand, and pointed it to my face.
Interestingly, I noticed, it had extended to a good 8
inches, but had gained very little in girth.  Before I
actually took it into my mouth, I had to see that incredibly
sexy sight of the foreskin peeling back and rolling forward
again, so I pushed my hand back until it was stopped against
his slacks.

As I did that, the skin that was now a quarter inch or so
from the tip flattened out, clearly outlining the shape of
the head beneath it, and then began to roll back letting
more and more of the shiny head to come into view.  Then it
snapped behind the ridge at the back edge of the head,
leaving it fully exposed.  It looked so smooth and slick.and
ready!

I almost dove forward on to it, but I still wanted to see
more and enjoy the visual stimulations that I get from
watching it.   So I pulled my hand back toward my face and
watched as the skin bunched up behind the back edge of the
head and then abruptly popped over and began to cover it.
This time as my hand came further forward, the skin passed
the slit and, finally covering the entire head, made the
little extra over-hang of skin beyond the tip.

I peeled it back again and pulled its cover back on a couple
more times, luxuriating in the erotic pleasures it was
giving me.  Then, with it pulled fully forward, I put my
lips against the spincter-like circle of skin at the end,
opened them slightly, and touched it with my tongue.  As I
did, it pulsed and I felt the head swell and probe against
my lips.  Almost immediately I tasted a sweet, salty flavor
that I quickly recognized.  He had reacted to my probing
tongue and delivered a drop of his pre-cum nectar.

On that I leaned forward and drove my lips over the head,
pushing his foreskin ahead of them.  I felt the smooth,
silky surface of his uncovered head as it slipped through my
lips and onto my tongue.  It pulsed again and I tasted more
of his sweet man dew.

Reaching up above my head, I began to fumble with his belt
buckle.  My eyes were closed, but I needed to get those
annoying slacks out of my way!  His hands quickly joined
mine and suddenly I felt his pants slip down past my face.
Now I could feel the wiry tickle of that little bit of his
pubic hair that protruded through the fly of his shorts.  I
pushed in closer and breathed deeply to enjoy the manly
aroma.

I moved my hands to his sides and inserted my fingers under
the elastic waistband of his boxer shorts and began to pull
them down.  I backed off from his throbbing member long
enough to pull the shorts past the obstruction of his steel-
hard ramrod and down below his knees.

I opened my eyes and looked.  WOW! What a nice set he had
hanging there below that terrific, long lollipop!  That dude
was everything I had imagined - and, maybe, even more!  I
had to taste them too!  So I turned my head to the side, and
went in under his long, hard cock to those delicious looking
balls.  I stuck out my tongue and licked the right one, then
twisted my head and took the left one into my lips and
sucked it into my mouth.  Damn! That was good!

My hands were on the backs of his thighs, just below his
buns.  As his left nut went into my mouth, I felt him
tremble and the muscles in his legs went momentarily limp.
He regained his stance before he fell, and spread his feet
out to get more stability.  That just opened those wonderful
orbs that much more to me.  I was in heaven!

I reached over my head with my right hand and took hold of
his shaft again and began to stroke him above my head as I
worked on his soft eggs.  First the left, then to the right,
then back to the left.  Lips, tongue, and suck.

"Whoa, fella. let's make this last a little longer.  I've
still got some sweet ass to try on..right?" he said from
above me.  With that he bent over and grabbed my shoulders
to pull me up to standing again.  ".and don't you think it's
time I got to see what goodies you have in there?"

"Not as nice as yours, I'm sorry to say.but they work.", I
replied as I started to unfasten my own belt and slacks.  By
the time I was fully standing, they were loose and he helped
me push them down.  My own fully aroused joy rod was now
sticking out through the fly of my boxers.

"Not too shabby," he said as he grabbed it with his hand.
"Not bad at all.  I thought you were going to have one of
those five-inchers the way you were talking.  This has to be
over six.maybe even seven?"

"I never really measured it.  I just guess from some
comparisons that it's about six and a half."

".and I like them cut."

"Must be because you're not.  I like them uncut, because I
am, and that's more sexy to me.and you can do this," I said
as I reached out, positioned his tip-to-tip with mine and
then pulled his foreskin forward until it covered my head as
well as his.  "I really go for `docking'.  That's such an
incredible sensation!"

"I like that too.  Maybe that's why I like a guy who's cut.
When the other guy isn't, there's just too much loose skin
in the game.  Makes it confusing and sometimes down right
difficult to do.  I like it this way," he said as he reached
down and began to stroke over the skin covered heads.

"That is damn fine!" he whispered hoarsely, ".but let's
check out the rest."  He let loose of the joined cockheads
and reached up to my shoulders, turning me around so my back
was to him.  Then he reached down and guided his love muscle
so that it was between my legs and rubbing on the back of my
balls.  I liked that too.  He began to slowly move his hips
so that his rod was driving in and out across the sensitive
area between my balls and my ass.  I gripped my legs tighter
together to hold him there.

I began to imagine what it looked like down there.his
foreskin being pulled back off the head as he pushed
forward, then being rolled back over the head as he
withdrew.  Little by little I felt it moving easier in there
as his natural lubricants were being released into the
crevice.

I couldn't wait any longer!!  I bent over slightly and
reached back to pull my cheeks apart so he could find his
target.  He didn't waste any time.  As soon as I was in
position, he had pulled back until the end of his hot,
slickened manhood was pressing against the winking pink
entryway to my fuck chute.  One good thrust and the head
popped in!  Oooohhhh, it was glorious!!!

Just as I had imagined.  His narrow girth had made the entry
almost painless.  Now he was just waiting to get his steam
up and let me adjust.  He pressed forward, and slipped deep
into me.  As it moved inward, the head rode across the hot
spot of my prostate and a shock wave traveled out to the end
of my cock and up my spine!!  I felt the pre-cum begin to
flow from my piss-slit and then run back down the underside
of my shaft onto my balls.

 I straightened up and put my back against his chest.  He
wrapped his arms around my front and pulled me to him,
whispering into my right ear, "I knew you were going to be
good!  Oh, baby, let me have that ass!"

I clamped my cheeks and internal muscles onto him as tightly
as I could and then pulled my lower half slightly away from
him causing him to partly withdraw.  Then I pushed back
against him, driving him even deeper into my soft, warm
recesses.  Pretty soon we had developed a good joint rhythm
and I could feel his hot manhood filling me with its rigid
pole.  Again I was mentally imaging the movement of his
foreskin off and then back over the head as he pushed in and
pulled back.

In-and-out, in-and-out I felt him thrust his joystick.
Every now and then, when he was pressed tightly against my
backside, he would stop and work his hips side-to-side to
wiggle himself inside me and let the walls of my love tunnel
stroke the uncovered head of his pulsing ramrod.

When he did this, he would also lean forward and run his
lips over the back and right side of my neck, moaning softly
into my ear.  "Oohh, you are so good! I haven't had a fuck
like this that I can ever remember!"  Then he would begin
his rhythmic thrusts again.

Slowly, almost unnoticeably he began to increase both the
speed and power of his attack.  But pretty soon you could
hear the sound as the front of his thighs slapped against
the back of mine, and his abs clapped onto my butt cheeks.
He moved his hands back down to grip me from the front at
the hips and hold me steady against his rampant driving!

"OOOoooohhhh!  Ooooooohhhh, yeeeesssssss!!" he started to
whisper between clenched teeth.  "Ooohhhh, baby!
Oooooohhhhh, yessssss!!  Ooooooh, yessss!  I'm gonna cum!
I'm gonna cum!  You want my juice up your ass, don't you!!
That's where you want it!  Right?!?"

"Ooooooohhh, yessss!" I replied.  "Pleasssseee, give it to
me!  Fill my ass with your hot cum!  Fill me `til I can't
hold any more!!  Oooooohhhh, yessssss!  You feel ssoooooo
goooooddddd!"  I reached down and grabbed my own raging hard-
on and began to pump!!  It only took a couple seconds and I
felt the incredible pressure develop under and behind my
balls!  Then it started to shoot!!!  The first ropey string
must have shot out a good four or five feet in front of me!
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Now! Baby," I almost shouted.  "Let your's go
too!  Let it go!  Now!  Oooohhhh, yeeeesssss!!"

As I said that, he slammed into me one more.  This time he
bent and spread his knees slightly so that he came up from
under me.  Simultaneously he slid his hands up my front
until he could grab my shoulders and hold me down as he
nearly lifted me right off the ground with the force of his
thrust!  Then he froze!!

Deep inside me I felt his already rock-hard member pulse and
swell.  Then with a final jump and jerk, it started to erupt
its hot magma into my bowels.  Five times it just pulsed and
shot its load of fiery jizm into my hungry insides.  I could
feel it as it spewed onto the walls and then ran back down
to envelope his raging tool head.

I just stood there stock still, enveloped in an aura of
erotic heat, my entire world focused on the sensations in
the pit of my being.  Then I began to rock, working my
internal muscles to milk every drop of his precious fluids
into me.  With that he slowly withdrew himself about half-
way, then he pushed and pulled me back onto him, wriggling
his lower half to drive it as deeply as he could go and to
give the pleasure that would cause him to contract and flood
me with yet another steamy sample of his lovers milk.

Three more times he did that until there was not a drop left
inside his wonderful rod.  There we stood now, breathing
heavily, drained..him still holding onto my shoulders and
still imbedded deep in me.  I could feel his tool beginning
to subside, but I kept a tight hold on it with my sphincter
and internal muscles to keep in me as long as I could.

He kissed the back of my neck and whispered to me, "That was
wonderful, babe.  That was fucking wonderful!"

"You were pretty damned good yourself," I mumbled back.  "We
are definitely going to have to do this again!"

"You name the time, sweetheart.we'll be waiting."

"We?" I asked hestitatingly.

"Yeah.me.and the hooded snake here.  You seemed to like him
a lot."

"You bet!  I like him a lot!!"

With that, he backed away and I felt his softened cock as it
exited from the lips of my always hungry ass.  I felt so
empty now.  I wanted him back in me again, but knew it
couldn't happen right now.

I turned toward him and leaned forward to kiss him.  He
leaned in and our lips met.  A couple quick kisses was all
either of us could muster right now after that incredible
climax.  As we both reached down to pull our shorts and
pants back up, his shirt came open and a gold medal swung
out on its chain from around his neck.  I almost collapsed
on the spot!  I recognized that inverted triangle that was
dangling about a foot in front of my face!  I could even
make out the initials on it . STFA!

"You're a.a..a state trooper!?!"  I stammered.  "Oh, shit!
What now?"

"Cool it, babycakes.  I'm not planning to bust you.  Maybe
that's what I came here for to start with, but then I kinda
got involved you might say..  And I'd like to do some more
of that.  I have a pretty flexible schedule, so it's really
up to you.  That is.we can meet when you can fit it into
your schedule.  When we get back to the cars, I'll give you
my cell phone number.  That okay?"

"That's better than `okay', guy!  That's `fucking
outstanding'!!"

As soon as our clothes were on and straight we began walking
back along the trail we had used to come into the woods.  As
we passed one large growth of shrubs I could hear the
unmistakable slurping sounds of someone getting a blow-job
on the other side.  Bill looked at me and smiled.  Then he
motioned me to stop and move over to the side of the
pathway.  Reaching into his pocket, he took out his wallet
and flipped it open.  Sure enough, there was his badge.   He
stepped through the thicket and I heard his voice saying,
"This really isn't the place for such things, now is it
fellows?"

It took about 10 seconds before the two guys that had been
going at it in the bushes came rushing out and down the
path.  Then Bill reappeared, walking slowly back over to me.
He leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss.  "Sorry `bout
that. I just couldn't resist." He said with a grin.  "I
really shouldn't have interrupted them - I wouldn't have
liked that to happen to us - but sometimes I just can't help
it.  Besides, I'd rather this place have less traffic if
we're going to use it.and if the word gets around that there
are cops patrolling, well, we can have it pretty much to
ourselves.  Okay?"

"Sounds like a winner to me," I replied.  "I hope we get to
make lots of use of it.  I do hope.."


Other Encounter stories by this author: "Mall Walking",
"Warehouse Excursion", "Special Seminar", and "Moving Day".
Also look in directory "Just Being Neighborly" under Adult
Friends.  Your notes and comments are gratefully accepted,
so let me hear from you.   CNJshore9 @ aol.com