Date: Fri, 18 Jun 2004 02:28:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Vinny Kid <vinnykid2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Meeting Donnie" - Chapter 1 (gay/encounters)

The normal disclaimers apply.  My first time writing,
and it will comprise a series of true stories for now,
with names changed to protect the not-so-innocent.
Comments, critique and suggestions welcome.  And btw,
I am from South Africa and the places mentioned in
this story are all in the Eastern Cape, with
Johannesburg being in Gauteng.  ENJOY!  (c) vinnykid
2004.

MEETING DONNIE

Chapter 1
Gay Encounters

I was finally out on the open road driving to meet up
with Donnie for what I would later describe as the
best fuck in 12 years.  So good it was that a month
after our first encounter, I had Donnie flown to my
place for a long weekend of passionate lovemaking.

Donnie and I met on-line in November 1999, but it
would only be November 2000 that our schedules allowed
for us to be in the same vicinity at the same time.  I
couldn't believe my luck when I went through old mail
prior to attending to a work function in Grahamstown
when I came across his first e-mail of 1999.
Excitedly I mailed him and was relieved when I got a
response.  Not only was it confirmation that his
e-mail still existed, but it was Donnie responding
that we could meet.  And so the journey began...

I was 28 then, had short shaven brown hair, hazel
eyes, and a somewhat smoothly toned body, a result of
months of struggling to get back into shape.  Donnie
described himself as slim, 24, brown hair, dark eyes
and good in bed.  I later told him that the picture he
sent did him no justice, as he looked far better in
person.

Anyway, the midweek had finally approached for my
colleague and I to fly to Port Elizabeth, spending the
night and attending to meetings for two days prior to
hosting a function for our stakeholders in
Grahamstown.  Though tempted to check out the local
scene I preserved my energy and would call Donnie at
night to touch base.  He had as busy a schedule and
while working as an auditor by day he was studying by
night.

Finally Saturday came and we hosted our function,
which, luckily for me, was an afternoon event.
Despite it being somewhat cloudy, the gods must have
smiled upon me as our function ended relatively early
and I hit the road to East London - the longest bloody
two hours of my life.

I had pre-booked a hotel and thanks to my loyalty card
booked got a nice suite for half the price of a normal
room.  Donnie checked in regularly on my progress
while on the road and when he learned that I had since
arrived started making his way over to meet me.
Coming up to my bedroom our introduction remained
civil, though the sexual energy was immediate.  We
sure as hell were sizing each other...

I think it was mere a way of escape that we both
agreed to check out one of the restaurants for dinner.
 All through out we spoke and learned a little more of
the other -- nonsexual that is.  I looked at Donnie and
when I saw his somewhat effeminate gestures when he
spoke I couldn't help but be slightly disappointed, as
I loved to bottom.  I have my mom to thank for my good
manners as I nevertheless invited him back to my room.

It wasn't long after we got to the room that Donnie
made himself comfortable on my nice king-sized bed,
just stretching out fully clothed in jeans and a
knitted t-shirt.  Never one to pass a good opportunity
when presented one scooted over to him.  It wasn't
long after that that we were locked in an embrace and
making out.  He had the softest lips with a nice thick
bottom lip.

I stripped Donnie from his jeans and was greeted with
a nice white BEAR tanga.  It displayed his bulged
beautifully.  Donnie in turn took off my black
trousers and matching black and grey shirt.  And it
didn't take us long to loose our underwear either.  I
have always been a sucker for jockey briefs.

Boy was I in for a surprise.  Despite the previous
display what I perceived to have been effeminate
gestures; Donnie took charge in the bedroom.  Thank
you momma was all that went through my mind!

He sucked me, I sucked him, he licked my balls I
licked his.  Doing it interchangeably to the other and
eventually ending up 69.  I thought I had died and
gone to heaven.  I couldn't believe my luck when I saw
the size of his cock.  It reminded about school where
we were convinced that all skinny guys have big cocks.
 Donnie was one of those.  My 6 incher looked small
compared to his 8.  And I thought "Oh fuck", he is
going to tear me apart.  "Oh fuck" it was, but not
because of tearing me apart.  Instead it was the most
sensual fuck sensation I have ever experienced.

Donnie flipped me onto my back, raised my legs, and
lubed my hole with his fingers while inserting them
gradually to open me up.  No time was wasted though as
he rolled a condom and lubed his cock and soon I felt
the monster knocking at my door.  It hurt, albeit
slightly, and I noticed how Donnie with care would
apply more pressure pushing in very slowly.  It wasn't
long after that that he had filled me up completely.
He would withdraw and then push back slowly again
gradually increasing his pace with each stroke.  I
thought I had died and gone to heaven when a nice
feeling rushed over me.  I would later learn that he
had fucked me so good, hitting my prostrate with every
stroke.

In, out, in, out, in, out.  Damn it felt fucking good
to be fucked so nicely, so sensually, so hard, so
long...by a nice 8-inch cock and the man driving that
knew exactly what he was doing.  After what seemed
like forever, Donnie flipped me over and continued to
fuck me doggie style.  The more he fucked the better
it felt...

Hmmmmmm, yeahhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,
ooooooooooooooooooh, we moved in sync and moaned in
harmony.  I could feel he was fast approaching to
shooting his load.  Flipped myself on my back
again...and had him fuck me some more...this time he
was getting real close and as he pushed in deep and
hard I felt his body shiver.  However Donnie pulled
out of my ass, ripped the condom off and shouted I am
cummmmmmmmmmmmingggggggg while shooting his load over
me.  God it was good!  Da best.  And nice - very
nice...he must shot about six loads on me.  I was
surprised when he reached for my cock and proceeded to
jerk me off to shooting my load as well!

I had thought then that it was the end, but boy was I
in for a surprise when we repeated that performance,
not just once more but thrice and each time he fucked
me with so much passion and energy that I thought I
could live with this man forever.  His skill was
enormous, his endurance the best, and his care he took
made me love the way he made love to me all night
long.

And each time Donnie would reach over and attempt to
make me cum.  I told him after the second session that
I am fine and don't need to cum, and boy was I
surprised when after session three, Donnie got onto my
cock, pushed it in his ass and rode me like a pro.
All still very sensual.  It was the best fucking
sensation of my life.  He was so tight and made me cum
in no time.

We finally drifted off to sleep and when we awoke two
hours at the crack of dawn it was time for Donnie to
go home.  It was the saddest departure...Not only did my
ass feel empty, my heart too.  Was I falling for him?

We said our goodbyes, I visited another friend in the
area, but actually it was all in the hope that maybe,
just maybe Donnie would call and say he is UP for
another round.  However, that was not to happen that
day, and I drove home a content man, already thinking
of ways to get Donnie to Johannesburg to continue our
fuck fest...

Want more?  Mail me at vinnykid2000@yahoo.com