Date: Fri, 13 Mar 2009 02:43:56 +0000
From: Jon XXXX <joxn@hotmail.com>
Subject: Moonlight Madness

Damn, I was horny.  I was about done with a design project,
leaving the remaining details until tomorrow.  I figured I
would surf the `net a bit and then beat off, spinning into
ecstasy with a long draw of poppers. Maybe it was the full
moon pouring through the window that was contributing to the
rise in sexual urges.  It's the effect of the moon that
gives us the word "lunatic."

Anyway, I was cruising through some of the local chat
channels when I was pinged with an original "Hello."  A
quick response and the usual banter quickly led to an
exchange of desires.  I made no bones about it (and no pun
intended) that I had a cock that could cut glass right now.
And the guy at the other end of the conversation expressed
complete interest.  Exchange pictures?  Sure, why not.
My picture is the standard body shot with a half-hard cock
showing.  I'm 6'1", weigh 180 pounds, and have blue eyes and
brown hair.  I'm pretty well put together from a physical
regimen that includes jogging and gym work four or five
times a week.  That, combined with almost eight inches of
cock at its hardest, gives me a pretty good package to
offer.

But I wasn't prepared for the dynamite picture I received in
return.  A cute, slender little blond guy with an ass that
would stop traffic!  He wanted to get fucked now!
Unfortunately, neither of us had a place to hook up.
I got him on my cell phone and he sounded even better than
he looked.  He was home for the weekend from college.  He
also was about a half mile from me.

I was about to suggest taking his sweet ass in the back seat
of my car in a parking lot somewhere, when I thought of
something really unique.  Would he like to get fucked
outside in the full moonlight?  "Sure.  Where?" he laughed.
To make sure we were unseen, I described a small park very
close to my house.  He would come there and then follow the
directions to a path that would lead him to a small
clearing.  I would meet him there.  I told him to be ready I
sure would be.

I was really excited now, almost jittery.  On several
occasions I had walked naked around my yard in the
moonlight.  The feeling of being on the edge and not being
discovered was exhilarating.
I quickly put on a pair of nylon jogging shorts, my running
shoes, and tossed everything else off.  Then I grabbed a
dark blanket, some lube and a new bottle of poppers, shut
off all the lights and headed off through the moonlight
dappled back yard into the adjoining woods that bordered the
park.  While the shadows were protective, there was still a
good amount of light there when the eyes adjusted to the
reduced light.  I had a raging hard-on that tented out of my
shorts.

I jogged silently through the park, down the barely
noticeable path to the open area I had in mind.  The tall
trees shielded much of the moonlight, but there was enough
to create a soft glow in the small clearing.  I quickly
spread the blanket behind a bush and under some tall trees
when I heard a soft whistle signal.  I whistled back and in
a few seconds a hot little guy stepped into the clearing,
bathed in moonlight.  He was completely naked except for his
jogging shoes, the moonlight causing his blond hair to
glimmer.  I stepped to the edge of the clearing where he
would notice me.

He saw me and came toward me, knowing that I was looking at
him.  He was about twenty yards away when he stopped,
smiled, and just sort of started a slow dance without music.
He stretched, and rubbed himself, stroking his hard cock and
rubbing his nipples.  He turned around so that his
incredible little ass was facing me, then bent over, his
fingers running back and forth between his crack.  He
pranced around letting the moonlight record his actions. He
couldn't imagine the effect it was having on me.  He
probably saw me step out of my nylon shorts and start
stroking my raging hard cock.

I saw him reach into a little bag and take out a plastic
bottle.  With a flick, he let a small stream of oil flow
from the bottle down to his waiting hand.  Click! He dropped
the bottle and rubbed the oil around on his hard cock and
then between his legs.  He turned again, bent over, and
rubbed his oily hand between his crack, noticeably sliding
one finger into his ass.  I could hear him moan softly.  He
just leaned forward and wiggled his sweet little ass at me.

By then, I was almost out of control, and that invitation
was accepted.  I stepped into the moonlight and walked right
up to his hot little body.  My cock needed no direction: it
went right to the entrance of his tight little hole.  I held
his hips and his ass started working to line up with my
cock.  He reached behind him to position my hard cock at his
waiting hole and I heard him gasp as he felt the length and
hardness of that baby.  But that didn't deter him as his ass
kept working to push down over my cock.

I pushed the head into his tight little hole and felt him
tense up with a sharp gasp.  "Easy, go slow," I whispered in
his ear, though I could hardly believe I could obey my own
instructions.  I began to take over and slowly push into his
little ass, stopping quickly to let the initial pain subside
before pushing in a little more.  Soon he was taking about
half of my cock in easy, short strokes.  In retrospect, I
can't believe I could maintain such self-control with this
dynamite piece of ass.  I didn't want to ruin the chances
for a really good fuck session.

The lube was good and my cock slid in easily.  With about
two inches still to fill his ass, my cock faced a little
resistance. It was like a second wall was being approached.
He was breathing heavily but had relaxed enough to take the
long, easy strokes I was giving him and starting to enjoy
it. But there was more to come as I was determined to get
all of my hard meat up his ass.  Now each stroke got a
little more forceful as I held onto his hips.  Suddenly he
tensed up as my cock rammed through the last barrier,
sliding all the way deep inside his hot little body.  I
pulled his hips down tightly as my cock pushed into that
last half inch, mashing my pubic hair onto his ass. I held
him there as he muffled a cry, his body shuddering from the
waves of unexpected force.

I could feel him begin to un-tense as the pain subsided.  I
gave a couple of short strokes with the cockhead searching
for the deepest, hottest part of his ass.  Then I felt him
push back and I knew I had a great piece of ass at hand.

I pulled my cock almost out of his ass and slid it all the
way in, crushing my pubic hair into his cheeks.  He was
beginning to moan now as I held his ass and started long
dicking his hot little hole.  I looked down, and in the soft
moonlight, watched my slick, shiny cock withdraw only to
return deeply into that hungry little pit.  On about every
fourth or fifth stroke I would ram in deep, burying that
thick meat far inside this glowing little body.

He slumped down to all fours and I continued fucking his
ass, riding him like a bronco, ramming my cock in and out of
his ass with a speed that even surprised me.  I rode his ass
deep, locking my legs around his hips and ramming forward,
driving my cock straight into that magic spot that drives
the bottom guy crazy.  I rotated my hard cock in that hot
hole, churning his insides as he continued to moan, stroking
his own hard cock.

Suddenly he tensed up as I felt his ass muscles clinch my
cock.  He groaned as he shot his load all over the grass
beneath us.  I kept fucking, but a little slower now,
knowing that attitudes usually change after one of the two
drops a load.  But he didn't pull away from me, encouraging
me to keep fucking his hole by pushing his ass back to meet
my in-stroke.

I stood up and literally lifted him up by the hips, my cock
still rammed deep inside him.  My cock slipped out of his
ass as he turned around to face me.  He was still breathing
heavily as he slumped against my chest.  I looked down and
saw a beautiful young face matted by wet, moonlight sparkled
hair.  I bent my head down and tilted his face up, my lips
gently brushing his.  The response was positive.  I kissed
him deep and felt him relax further against me, our tongues
dueling between our lips.

I reached down and lifted him up as his legs automatically
came around my waist.  He could feel the head of my jutting
cock probing to return to that hot channel.  And he complied
as he wriggled his ass, letting my cock slide up into his
hole again.  He gasped as he adjusted to that thick rod
again.  I held him tightly, pushing his body down as I
rammed my cock upward.  Now he was skewered on that hot
shaft as he began riding up and down, himself controlling
the fucking.  He held around my neck as I held him around
the waist and I fucked his hot little ass in mid-air.

I slowly walked back to the shadows where my blanket was
spread out.  I knelt down and dropped to all fours, this hot
little guy hanging underneath me with my cock buried deep in
his hole.  I covered his body with my body, crushing him in
a deep kiss as I fucked his sweet ass, my long cock ramming
in and out.  I slid my arms under his knees and bent his ass
forward.  I ground my cock in deep as he moaned and thrashed
his head back and forth.  I must have fucked that way for a
good fifteen minutes, alternating between slowly longdicking
his sweet ass and bunny-fucking with a barrage of short,
fast strokes.

I reached for the poppers that I had placed on the edge of
the blanket and held the bottle to his nose.  I don't think
he had ever had poppers before, as his head jerked back.
"Breathe deep and hold it.  They won't hurt," I whispered,
as he relaxed and followed my instructions.  I didn't take a
hit as I figured I should be prepared for the jolt on this
hot little body.

And jolt it was!  I could feel his heart beat quicken as he
began to moan and writhe under my pounding cock.  He locked
me in a wild, deep kiss as he seemed to try to drive his
entire body into mine.  I braced my knees on the soft ground
for leverage and began to fuck like mad.  He had turned into
a boiling hot pit that was begging for every deep stroke of
my cock.  And did I give it to him.  I fucked his ass for at
least twenty minutes more in every position I could imagine:
on his back, on all fours, flat on his stomach.  His was a
hot ass and I wanted to use it all up.

I reached for the poppers again, and this time, he needed no
instruction, breathing deeply and holding it.  I took a long
hit, too, knowing that I wouldn't be able to hold back the
mounting explosion for long.  As the effects of the poppers
hit us both at the same time, I felt like I wanted to
completely absorb this hot little body into my own body.  I
rammed not only my raging cock into his ass but drove my
sweat-covered body completely across his, feeling his hungry
responses, our lips locked and tongues probing each other's
throats.  I held his arms back as his body convulsed to meet
each hard thrust of my cock.  His hole was open and taking
my whole cock - even humping up to beg for more.

I felt that internal rumpling that signals the oncoming
nuclear explosion.  And nuclear it must have been as I began
to moan and slam my cock deep inside my willing little host,
continuing to batter that magic button that sends ecstasy
through the guy getting fucked.  I positioned myself for the
climax and groaned as I rammed deep, the first shot of
molten liquid spraying deep inside his gut.  But there was
more!  What seemed like eternity, I rammed my cock in this
hot little ass and emptied the pent-up emotions and juices.
At the same time, the battering his prostate was taking
carried him over the top and he fired another load.  There
has never been a fuck session this good.

As we slowly descended from the effect of the poppers and
joint climax, we lay there for a minute or two, the warm air
feeling cool on our, wet super-heated bodies.  Slowly, I
rolled off of him, my cock slipping out of his well-fucked
hole.  I was surprised when he snuggled against me, our fast
breathing beginning to slow.  "I'm working at the scout camp
this summer, but I'm home every weekend," he said. "You
think you'd like to get together again?"  I held him a
little tighter, my hand stroking his sweet little ass.  "You
better believe it!  I'll be ready for you whenever you are
ready for me," I smiled back.  "It'll only get better!" he
whispered back. "Well, I don't know if it'll ever get any
better than this but we can sure as hell keep trying."

After another few minutes, he kissed me softly, stood up and
walked silently to the center of the clearing.  He picked up
his shorts and bag, and right before he disappeared into the
shadows, he turned, smiled and gave me a thumbs-up!

And that was the beginning of a very long, hot and wonderful
summer.




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