Date: Sun, 22 Aug 2004 08:44:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bill Jensen <nubill890@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Computer Guy Two

It seemed like weeks that the only sex I had was Mrs. Palm and her
daughters while watching films.  I decided it was time to call Kyle, my
computer guy.  I was really bummed when I got his answering machine but
left a message that I was in need of help.  I went into a deep funk because
I had really been needing his long hard cock massaging my tonsils.  I did
some stuff in my office and around the house until a couple hours later the
door bell rang. I opened the door to a very nice looking young black man.

"Hi, I'm Paul and work with Kyle.  He asked me to come take care of your
problem and for me to tell you that I can do anything he could do."

I thought to myself that things might turn out all right after all.  "Are
you a good photographer?" I asked Paul with a smile.

"Yes I am," he replied.  "Would you like to see some of my work?"

"Sure," I said.

Paul moved to my computer and got into wherever and opened a folder marked
Kyle.  Here I saw some really neat pictures of Paul and Kyle, from
completely dressed thru getting undressed and kissing and feeling and
playing to one's with Paul's hard black meat buried in Paul's mouth.  I was
so hard and so ready to have it down my throat.

Without further conversation I started rubbing Paul's bulge.  He removed a
condom and a tube of lube from his pocket and dropped his pants.  My ass
hole started twitching as I thought about his hard cock fucking me.  But
first I wanted a load of his cum down my throat.

"Why don't we go get more comfortable in my bedroom?" I said.

"Why don't you get undressed, Kyle said he never had the chance to check
you out so I'd like to," Paul replied.

As we headed for my bed I removed my cloths and was nude by the time we got
there.  My cock was harder then it had been in months.  Paul smiled as he
eyed me and reached over and stroked it a little bit.

"Very nice sucking size," he commented.

I couldn't make up my mind if I wanted to fuck his cock with my mouth or
fuck my mouth with his cock first.  Paul made the decision for me as he
laid me back on the bed and took my hard meat into his mouth.  Damn he was
good.

"If I take your load in my mouth are you going to be all through for the
day?" Paul asked.

"Well I won't be fucking you anytime soon but my mouth and body will be
ready for what ever you want to do," I replied.

With that Paul began the most amazing blow job I had ever had.  His mouth
became this tight warm pussy that engulfed my cock.  There was enough
suction to make it feel like my load was being gently coxed out of me.  And
enough fucking action up and down on my cock to get the climax started.  I
didn't want to cum because it felt so wonderful what he was doing.  But
nature won out and too soon I shoot stream after stream of hot cum into his
waiting mouth.  When I finished and lay there in an exhausted state Paul
began playing with my nipples and nibbling and tonguing them.

I reached out with my hand and found his hard 7 inches and began stroking
him.  The feeling of his cock in my hand pumped a new load of adrenalin
into my system and I was ready to rock and roll.

I put my hand on his shoulder and laid him back.  The first thing I noticed
was the size of his nipples.  They were like huge black olives lying onto
of his well sculptured chest.  They were as inviting as they would have
been on a woman.  I tongued them and nibbled them and pulled them with my
teeth and lips.  He moaned approval for this action.  While doing this I
moved my hand down and grasped his hard rod.  The I traced a path down to
his naval with my tongue and spent a little time there.  Then on to his
prize.  I wanted to lick; I wanted to stroke I wanted to suck so I did all
three.  I was giving probably the best blowjob of my life to this new found
friend.  He moaned and talked to me while alternating from slapping the bed
with both hands and arms and stroking my head.  His thrust with his pelvis
sometimes caught me by surprise as the head of his cock rammed into the
back of my throat.

"Let me do it," I said. "I want to deep throat you but can't if you keep
lunging at me."

He sort of relaxed and I continued my efforts. With his cock head at the
entrance to my throat and about three inches to go I started pushing a
little harder and finally it started down.  This was not the first cock I
had had down my throat but surely it was the biggest.  The next sensation
was his hair on my nose as I completely consumed his meat.  Then I started
fucking it in earnest.  I had not bobbed up and down more then a dozen
times when Paul grabbed my head and held it, keeping the head of his cock
in my mouth.  I felt hot sticky cum filling my mouth.  It was like a faucet
that I couldn't turn off and didn't want to.  I made a mental note that I
wanted a picture of his load all over my face.

Paul was very quiet for a few minutes.  I remained where I had been lying
and held his semi hard cock in my hand and licking the last few drops of
cum of the head.  My ass was itching so bad I had to get him hard again so
he could bury it. He started moving his hips around a little and rubbing my
head.  I took him back in my mouth and sucked him pretty hard for a few
minutes.  My efforts and his desire had the desired effect as his cock came
back to full attention.  I reached over and retrieved the condom and
adorned his cock with it.  He put lube on his finger and started playing
with my rosebud.  I took the lube and put some on his tool.  He was working
two and then three fingers into me and I was responding by pushing back
against his hand.  I was so ready, willing and able.  Neither of us said a
word.  I just moved over him and lowered down until the head of his cock
was pressing against my love spot.  As if we had pushed the same button, I
lowered and he raised and his cock was in me about 5 inches.  Then I
settled down all the way on his wonderful cock.

Paul fucked me in every conceivable position, me on top, me on all fours,
me on my stomach and side.  Every which way except standing in my head.  It
was such a pleasure to have this man hammering away at me.  I was about to
cum without any manual stimulation at all.  I was on all fours with my head
and chest on a pillow when Paul gave me four or five quick strokes and then
buried his cock in me.  I could tell by his breathing and the way he had
stopped that he was filling that condom with his hot sticky seed.  Shortly
he laid over beside me trying to recover his breath.  The condom was still
on his cock but his cum was leaking down the side.  I pulled the condom off
and then took his entire cum covered cock in my mouth, cleaning his love
juice off.  Then I took the tip of the condom between my fingers and hung
it over my open mouth.  Tons of his cum ran out rewarding me for being such
a good fuck.

Paul said, "Kyle said he thought you would be a willing partner but I don't
think he envisioned how good."

"I think I want to try both of you together.  I can't imagine a better
afternoon then that.  If I leave a message that I've had a relapse, you'll
know that it will take both of you to reboot me."