Date: Fri, 09 Mar 2007 14:57:12 -0500
From: Dale Bacer <rls766@hotmail.com>
Subject: Night on the Town (True,M/M,Oral,Fetish,Cum

Night on the Town (True,M/M,Oral,Fetish,Cum)

Be aware that this story contains graphic depictions of a sexual experience.
The people are both consenting adults. If sexual language and descriptions
are offensive to you ...do not continue. This piece is meant for like minded
people for entertainment purposes only. I have no interest in copyrights,
but
would appreciate notification if this is copied for any reason. Please
respect
the authorship and do not change, delete or add anything. My e-mail is
rls766@hotmail.com  comments are very welcome. I am also very much in
the closet so no identifications other than my private e-mail are offered.
Enjoy....

I was introduced to the world in a brutal way, due to having parents that
basically considered me as a mistake and burden. They decided after 12
years that they wanted free of me and enrolled me in a military school as an
innocent young boy only going on 13 years of age. I was neither street wise
nor did I know anything about sex other than I was a typical horney pre-
pubescent young man. I had not masturbated nor did I know how or why it
was done, so concurrently I knew nothing that boys did with boys or even
pretty much what they did with girls...beyond straight forward fucking. I
didn't even know what an orgasm was or that it existed. In short, when I
arrived at that military school, I was fresh young meat on a hook,
vulnerable
to any scam or line waiting for me.

I was a cute young man with a decent build. I don't say that arrogantly. I
only mention it to set the situation in its true light. I was put in a room
with a
boy 2 years older than me, 14. His name was Joe and he was much more
experienced in life than a normal 14 year old. He wasn't gay, but I quickly
learned he masturbated nightly. This was my introduction to life and I
consider myself lucky that Joe was a normal friendly upper-class guy that
taught me the way to jerk off and what an orgasm was. In fact he was the
one who popped my young cherry. We mutually masturbated all the time
and he eventually, one night, stroked me to an orgasm that I will never
forget. It was so intense my ass cramped and I blew what seemed like a pint
of cum all over me and Joe. It was a major turning point in my life because
I became totally addicted to the event of a cock shooting cum. I dreamt of it
and thought of it 24/7.

Joe and I were roommates for four years. I have written a full 6 chapter
short story about all the memories I have of those years, appropriately
titled
"A Personal Story". If you are interested please feel free to request an e-
mailed copy for $5.00 through PayPal only...details on request. I don't
make much on my stories, but find many have enjoyed and supported my
efforts generously over the years. If you don't want to spring for the
support
you can find the story posted within the archives of Alt. Gay Stories
Moderated in the news groups. This story is about a visit I made to the Big
Apple when I was 16.

With all that said ....

I was visiting a friend of mine at a small business college in Baltimore
Maryland. Nothing unusual or even interesting about that, since my friend
had no idea I was bisexual. It was strictly a sorta family like visit. I was
staying at my friends' fraternity house as a guest and was not expected home
for day or two. The visit was winding down and I was ready to go home. I
knew that New York City was close by and I had never been there on my
own before so I decided to take off and go see it by myself. I had no idea
where to go or exactly what I was going for, but I did know that there were
great sex shops and theaters there that I had heard of at school. I was
normally horned up and found the idea was starting to really stir in my
loins, causing me to say a quick goodbye to my friend and start out as soon
as I could. New York...here I come!

I arrived there late that night, excited to see what I could find. I entered
the
city through the Holland Tunnel. It seemed like a step from one world to
another as I went through the tunnel. The weather was crummy so as I
entered the tunnel I could feel the atmosphere change from that of open
country side with its trees, fresh clear air, grazing cows and leisurely
drivers,
all of a sudden to a dark gray cement block womb. The walls were wet and
the fluorescent lights flickered to the loud scream of tires and horns. The
smell changed to a metallic odor and I could feel excitement in my belly. I
was fantasizing as I drove. All sorts of images of sex shops, naked cum
covered girls and men sucking each other flooded my mind as the new
atmosphere ignited my young libido.

As I emerged from the tunnel into the Wall Street area of the city, I
noticed
the streets were deserted at the late hour. At first I was disappointed, but
as
I neared center Manhattan, people started to appear. Many seemed to be the
homeless type of meandering beggar. There were almost no females walking
around, with the exception of the occasional couple walking arm in arm. I
knew I had to find a place to park my car. I had plenty of money, so I
pulled
into a parking garage that was lighted brightly with 24 Hour parking signs.
I
could tell I was around normal businesses like stock brokerages and banks
so I figured it was a safe place to leave my car compared to center city. I
paid
the attendant $40 for the first 24 hours and found an empty spot amongst
fancy Mercedes and Cadillac's, on the ninth floor of the cramped building. I
felt confident that I would at least have a car to return to. I took out my
wallet and removed most of my cash. I put the money in my shoe. I
remembered my mother telling someone how she had lost a purse to a
pickpocket type snatcher, when she was in the city years before. I figured I
would be OK without my wallet and the hidden cash, so all I took was a fake
ID I always used to gain access to places that only allowed 18 or 21 year
olds.
New York had an 18 year old drinking limit and I really wanted to go to the
hot spots like the Peppermint Lounge and Metropole in Times Square. I also
knew the sex area was around 48th street so I was all set and ready for
whatever waited.

Talk about a piece of ignorant meat...that's what I was. Looking back I
always wondered how I survived. I stepped out on to the street and hailed a
cab. This was my first cab ride and I had always been told that the cabbies
would be able to take me wherever I had to go for whatever I had in mind. I
was a little nervous since the cab driver looked like a professional
wrestler
and was smoking a monster cigar. The cab smelled like sweat and the sweet
odor of sex. I could see stains on the seat and fantasized about people
having
sex as they were chauffeured around the city. I was pretty sure the smell
contained a cum smell. The cabbie slide the little plastic window open as I
crawled into the backseat and got settled.

"Where to?" The cabbie yelled.

I was a little embarrassed not to have a specific destination and stammered
that I wanted to go where the clubs and theaters were.

"What are you lookin' for kid? Hookers, bars, faggots...what?"

I stammered, "I'm not sure, I sorta wanted to see the sex strip but have no
idea where to say. You have any suggestions?"

He laughed a little and said, "What's new? Sit back; we'll see what's
happening. You haven't been here before, huh? You will have to be careful
or else the Fags in town will eat you alive, unless that's what you're
lookin' for? You like cock kid?"

My face was red with embarrassment. He took off with a jerk and we were on
our way. I guess I was lucky I had found a friendly cabbie that didn't care
what you were into. It was late so he probably appreciated the fare.  The
streets started to get more populated with all types of people. The lights
became brighter and I could tell we were in center city within 10 or 15
minutes. The cab slowed and the window slid open.

"This is the strip, kid. Most of the bars and clubs are along here. Couple
dirty book stores. Ya can find the sex shit in Times Square and down 48th
or so. Hookers are normally over near the Taft Hotel and along the
Runway...  That's 51st street. If it's cock you want...just walk around a
while they will find you."

"OK how about letting me off at the Starlight Lounge. I heard that's a good
place."

"If I were you, kid , I'd stick to the crowded areas. You get on the back
streets it's pretty rough. I don't want to see ya get mugged and beat up or
raped on your first visit to our fair city! All the weirdoes come out at
night.
How about Times Square you can start there and ask around?  That way ya
won't need to waste your money on cabs."

"OK, that's fine, Thanks."

We pulled up to the `point', right in Times Square under the big moving
Marlboro Sign. I was sorta shocked that the fair was $39 for only 20 or so
minutes, but just paid and tipped him $2. Afterwards I found out from
friends I probably got ripped off, but at least I got to where I wanted to
go.
Over the short time I had been in the city I was getting spontaneous
erections from the cabbies taunts and my over active imagination. I found
myself thinking about the sex shops and hookers off and on. It was summer
so I didn't have a lot to hide the bulge in my jeans with, so I really
concentrated on staying soft. It wasn't easy. I wasn't on the street for
more
than 20 minutes until I was approached by a middle aged man. He asked me
if I needed help. Was I lost? It didn't take a rocket scientist to know he
was a
gay trying to get a young kid. It affected me strangely. On one side I was
afraid. I stumbled and stammered around saying, "No, I'm OK, just waiting
for a friend."  On the other side it hit me like a rock, and caused all the
jerking off and sucking I did in school to come to mind in a flood. My cock
started to swell and I turned quickly and started to walk away. The guy
followed for a short way then, to my relief turned and went on his way. I
really wanted a person, male or female closer to my age , or at least under
40. I was really turned on by the incident but had not considered anything
like that up to that moment.

I walked a block to Radio City Music Hall. Several doors down, the music
blared out from the activity at the Metropole nightclub. This was a place I
had been before with the same friend I had visited earlier. It had GO-GO
Girls and three floors of packed-in people. They were so busy they never
carded anyone so I went in and yelled for a beer. I paid the crazy $7.00
charge for the small glass of beer and then moved deeper into the crowd.
Half way back in the narrow room there was a table and a guy collecting the
cover charge to get into the area where the dancers were, and places to sit
down. That cost me $20, much to my dismay, but I figured, what the hell, I
came this far. I had to go in. Just inside a guy lead me back into a dark
room
filled with dancing people, a loud band, and several dancers up on the
platforms. Smoke filled the room and it was unbelievably loud. I was
shocked as I walked behind the waiter to feel someone grab my ass and run
their finger into the crack. Before I could turn and see who did it the hand
disappeared and there was no suspect to be found. I quickly sat down and
ordered another beer. After about a half hour or so I started to get bored.
Several guys walked by me and looked directly at me hoping I would say
something. I would just look down and they would move on to another to try.
No one talked to me, I had hoped that there would be girls to approach, but
all of them were already taken. I had spent $35 more dollars on beer and
figured... I gotta get out of here. It was a losing effort and way too
expensive. As I emerged into the street I noticed several guys milling
around,
some talking together, some just standing alone. I was trying to decide
where
to go next. It was getting late, nearly midnight. I decided to walk to 46th
street, about four long city blocks. As I walked along I tried to look like
I was
going someplace. I smoked a cigarette and acted as "local" as I could. I was
amused over the fact that in that short walk I was approached 3 separate
times. Twice by old faggots and once by a black pimp asking if I wanted to
get fucked. I shunned each of them and finally made it to the strip of shops
on 46th. As I looked down the block I could see many different shops. Most
with a sign saying "Peepshow 25 cents", some said live sex show some were
obviously gay, some straight. Most had someone outside trying to talk people
into trying their shop over the next. There were all types of options from
leather to a toy store... Sex toys that is.

I wondered if the story about different colors of hankies hanging out of
your
back pocket indicated your particular preference of sex. You know the old
story...Yellow would announce you wanted Golden Showers, Blue meant
Blow Job, Red maybe S&M or something else and so on...I did see a
couple things that could have been something like that but not many. It
could have been my imagination from being horney.

I walked halfway down into the most active area and entered the first one
that didn't have anyone outside. It appeared straight and was one of the
bigger ones. It had several bright signs saying Peep Shows 25¢, Sex Toys,
Best deal...As I walked in the smell of cum hit me like a brick. I saw racks
of magazines all covered in cellophane and having wild blowjobs and boobs
and spread cunt, facials, one after another. The wall was covered with every
type of sex toy you could imagine. Big black dildos, cock rings, vacuum
pumps, lubrication, condoms, strange artificial cunt and mouths. This all
led
back to a doorway into the peep show area. I was having a serious hard on
problem. I couldn't stop it. I had to hide and adjust my cock to point
straight
up so the bulge was less noticeable. I was getting very turned on, feeling
the
cool presences of precum dripping down the side of my cock even in my
pants. I had to see what was in the peepshow area and walked back and in
without hesitancy. As I entered, the cum odor got strong. There were several
guys standing around just looking at me and each other. I could tell several
of the booths were occupied from the red light on the door. It was smoky and
dark. I walked back far enough to locate an empty booth. As I opened the
door and stepped in I could see wet cum on the floor but the seat seemed
clean so I sat down and fished out my quarters. I dropped in 4 or 5 and
watched as the screen lit up. There were many selections for any taste. I
scanned through and watched several girls sucking or being fucked. My cock
was aching. I found I was drawn to the gay films of guys sucking. Every once
in a while I'd catch a cum shot. I pulled out my aching cock because
it was getting painful being held in my pants. I didn't jerk off but did
enjoy
sipping the precum that I was so copiously generating. I noticed the quarter
sized holes in the wall behind me. I knew that there was probably someone
peeking through behind me. I knew that unless I turned, they would see
nothing but my ass.  After several minutes I figured it would be fun to
tease
whoever was watching through the hole. I turned, so that if someone was
watching they would see a perfect side view of my cock. As I did that I
occasionally rubbed under the head and wiped the bead of precum off and
licked my finger clean. I did that for several minutes and was surprised to
see a finger come through the small stained hole and sorta motioned for me
to come to it. I was really getting horney so I leaned over to the moving
finger and touched it with the tip of my cock, depositing a bead of precum
on
the tip. The finger sprang to life and strained in the hole. I wiped precum
all
over it and watched as it disappeared only to reappear licked clean. I
opened
my door and peeked over to see the door of the next booth ajar. I knew the
occupant was inviting me in. I wondered what the person looked like. I
zipped up and opened the door and stepped out. At the same moment the
other door opened and a fairly young black man came out looking all upset.
He hesitantly looked at me, and then quickly looked down. I didn't know
what do, so I just said "Hi" like an idiot. The guy seemed to calm down. He
sheepishly looked at me and said, "You wouldn't be interested in a party
would you?" I said, "What kind of party?"

"Oh...Just you and me at my place. I live just a short cab ride from here.
Believe me when I tell you I don't pickup guys like this very often. I just
have a couple days alone and wandered in here. You were sure hot looking
in there."

"What do you want to do?" I asked

"I'll do anything that will make you happy. I'm not a weirdo...honest...just
lonely. You'll have a nice time I promise. Are you staying in town?"

"I'm just here for the evening. I guess I will have to get a room later."

"Heck man, you can crash at my place if you like. I my roommate is away
for the week and I have a big apartment. No rent...that should make your
day, huh? My name is Joseph, what's yours?"


"I'm Tom...How about we get a drink and get acquainted? I have never
did done anything like this before, if ya know what I mean? Sorta nervous in
the service ya know."

"Hey man, no problem, I'll buy ya a drink... where do you want to
go?"

"I don't have any idea, it's your call. I don't live here. Just a clean
quiet
place if ya know one."

With that said, we left the shop. I could see the guy better outside. He was
wearing expensive cloths and was clean shaven. He had a small tuft of hair
on his lower lip as sort of a goatee and his hair was close cropped. He was
a
black guy. He was reasonably nice looking and clean cut. All that made me a
little more relaxed. I could smell faint cologne on him....smelled like Polo,
one that I use. I am a pretty big clean nut, so I wouldn't have liked a
rough
or dirty looking guy. He spoke well and had a nice build with large biceps.
We walked only about 10 minutes till he motioned me into a hotel bar just
off of Broadway Avenue.

"I come to this place a lot. I am an actor in the off Broadway show of
improvisation. I go to college at NYU.  Tell me about yourself, like what
you
are doing here...just cruising or what?"

"I'm from Pennsylvania. Just came to the city for fun. I am a
Pyrotechnician....not the maniac kind...I do special effects and
fireworks shows. I have got to go home tomorrow so I just thought I'd see
the sights. Never thought I'd meet anyone here. No one talks to anyone here.
You said you don't meet people very much, like this....why tonight?"

"Well, to be truthful I guess I have met some people since I moved here last
year, but really only hangout with a few and my roommate. We live together
to cut costs. It is expensive to live near or in the city. I guess you can
tell I'm
gay, right?"

I laughed and said, "I figured that. This is my first time ever doing
something like this, and to be truthful I am scared to death. I didn't know
what to expect when I went in that shop. To be honest I was gonna jerk off
and go home...I still live at home with my parents. They would shit if they
knew where I am and what we are doing.

"Hey man, you're lucky you met me instead of some of the other perverts
around here. I guess I am unusual compared to most. It can be dangerous.
You have more nerve than I would have in New York for my first time. Are
you gay or just curious?'

"I really don't consider myself gay, I guess if I am honest I would pick Bi
as
my type, but no one else knows anything and I don't want them to ever have
any suspicion or anything else. The only male thing I ever did was with my
roommate in school. I did have a relationship with him in military school,
but it wasn't gay. We did stuff because we couldn't ever get out to meet
girls
and hell....we were going through puberty together. We were horney all the
time. Boy, he would be laughing if he knew I was doing something like this.
Where did you say you lived? Is it within walking distance?"

"Hell no, living right in the city costs a fortune. I live in Queens. It's
about a
25 minute cab ride. Is that OK? I'll pay both ways for ya. I have to say,
you
really seem nice. We can do or not do anything tonight. Maybe we can just
hangout a while."

"I parked my car over in a Wall Street parking garage."

"Why don't we drive to my place in your car? I don't have a car. Then you
can leave from there. It'll be easier for you. Whadda ya say?"

"I guess that makes sense. It's 1:30 in the morning already...damn!"

"Don't worry about that,  you can sleep in my guest room if you like...it's
my treat...excuse the pun!" He laughed

We had two drinks at the hotel and I noticed he had a wad of cash in his
wallet when he paid for the drinks. I thanked him and he joked again about
this meeting being a treat. I wasn't sure what the joke actually meant but
nervously pictured him standing in front of me with me on my knees, and
him saying "Here's that treat I promised!" I wasn't sure I'd have the
nerve,
plus I had never had any black friends so he was different to me. I am not a
bigot but it was still unusual to me. I had other black friends but never
considered doing anything like this with them. All the rumors about black
guys flooded into my mind. I was ashamed of myself, but just couldn't help
wondering if it was true about the size of black cocks. Off and on again I
caught a glimpse of a large bulge in his pants going down his leg. It made
me
fluff every time I saw it!

We finished our drinks and hailed a cab to go and get my car. This made the
parking fee really bad...only a few hours when I paid for 24....but I was
more concerned with where I was going. It did give me more of a feeling of
control. This guys name had turned out to be the same as my roommate
except he wanted to be called Joseph instead of just plain Joe. He gave me
the directions as we progressed on the trip to his apartment. We talked more
about each other and I was feeling more relaxed all the time. I realized I
really had lucked out. This was a professional guy and he was very open
about being gay. He also emphasized that he was totally healthy and was a
clean nut like me. He was even into all the gay organizations and politics.
That made for a lot of chat as we drove.

We finally arrived at his apartment. It was a new modern place. It was
becoming pretty obvious he was a rich guy on top of everything else. Like I
said....Lucky me!!

When we went in I noticed he collected Candle stick holders. The place was
immaculate and had what seemed like 100's of candle stick holders. He had
one of every imaginable type. (Funny, the things you remember when you
write about memories.)  We walked to the back of the place and entered a
small den with large TV and leather furniture. A big couch and a chair and
center coffee table made of glass with what looked like Elephant feet as
legs!
I kidded him about being a big African elephant hunter. "That thing is there
because my roommate won it in a game show a year ago. He was on  `The
Price is Right'. They told him it was worth $5000! I wouldn't pay $10.

"Sit down, slip off your shoes and relax. Can I get ya anything?"

"Hey,  I could use a beer if ya have one."

"No problem let me get it.?"

He returned with a bottle of Molson and was also without shoes. He handed
me the beer and said he was going to change his clothes and turned on the
TV.

"Do ya wanna watch a tape or something? I have some good ones.  I noticed
in the shop you were watching gay films. Hope you won't mind gay...it's all
I have?"

I was curious and getting nervous again.

"No problem I like anything within reason. I'm not into any weird stuff."

He slipped a tape in and left the room. The movie started and, sure enough,
it was a gay porn flick with multiple actors. It was typical, but in my
condition I started to get hard as a rock. I wasn't sure what to do, but I
knew
what we were there for so I decided to take a chance and kid around about
our little get together. I took off my pants but left my Jockeys on. I also
kept
my shirt on . I vacillated as I sat there, as to why the hell I took my
pants off.
Should I or should I not, I kept asking myself. The dilemma was solved when
he came into the room with a short bathrobe on, to my surprise, completely
open in the front and totally naked! I was stunned. His cock was like the
stories said! It must have been at least 8" long even hanging semi-limp!

"I hope you don't think I am too forward, but it's getting late and I don't
want you to fall asleep on me...forgive the pun again!  Let's sit on the
couch,
OK? We don't have to worry about stains, its real leather. I noticed him
pull
a tube of Lube from his pocket and put it on the shelf next to the chair. I
got
up and sat at the end of the couch. He sat right next to me with no
hesitation.
I knew I was committed at this point and my jockeys were tented out like
crazy! I could see him glancing at my crotch repeatedly.

"Do you wanna take off your underpants?" He giggled "Guess we don't need
them... Don't be nervous I'll go at whatever speed makes you
comfortable. Really, I want you to have a good time....relax...OK?" He
could tell I was getting nervous.

I stood and slowly lower my pants. As I did my raging hard-on sprang up
and had a good amount of precum sorta dripping down the side. I took off
my shirt but left my tee-shirt on. And sat down and leaned back.

"My my. What do we have here?" He joked around

I could see his cock was getting hard as we sat and looked at each other. I
liked the fact that he was uncut. Basically it was a perfect cock.  And I
was
fully erect. Joseph reached out and encircled my cock gently with his hand.
The initial contact was electric. My cock surged at the touch. I reached to
hold his cock. I was anxious to feel it and examine it. He shifted over
toward
me so I had better access. He moaned a little and said, "That feels
wonderful
your cock is so hard. I love it. What do you think of mine?"

I stammered, "It's nice...really nice" His cock felt a little softer than I
was. I softly pulled the foreskin back and forth. His head glistened and
popped in and out. I rubbed the tip with my thumb and felt the slickness of
precum. I could feel him get harder and pulse a little as I stroked it.  His
cock was dark black on the shaft and heavily veined. When I pulled his
foreskin all the way back the head was very light brown and the shaft was
light under his foreskin, nearly half way down. He was massaging me all
over. He rubbed my pubic area and played with my hair. He used both
hands to cup my balls and lightly stroke me up and down slowly. Every time
there was precum he would eat it off his finger. Once in a while he would
scoop up some precum and press it on my lips and into my mouth. I was
never so hot. I said, "Oh God, Joseph I'm gonna cum too fast. God!
Ohhhh... stop!!"

Joseph said, "Oh, don't worry. He reached into his robe pocket and
produced a pill. He said,"Here, take this and chew it. It will taste
terrible but
it will work in 5-10 minutes. It's Viagra. I took some too. You'll be able
to
stay hard all night. Have you ever used it? Believe me when I say, we can
cum a couple times tonight, it's like being 13 again!!"

"I have used it before....thanks ...I know I'll stay hard or get hard again
real fast. You'll have to put up with me sniffing for a while till the side
effects past...it always gives me a runny hose. It's a good idea though,
thanks. It's a good thing you thought of it cause I am not gonna be able to
hold it."

"Oh that's fine really, we have hours. We won't let anything go to waste
around here I promise." (He was laughing softly).

I reached with both hands to do the same thing to him as he was doing to me.
It was hard to both do that at the same time.

"Here, why don't you sit back and let me make you happy then you can do it
for me if you like, OK. I am really hungry tonight...come on sit back."

I gave up and laid back on the couch. My cock stood proudly actually
dripping precum down its shaft. Joseph held my cock at its base and cupped
my balls gently.

"OK let's ride!" He said. With that he leaned over and engulfed my cock
with his mouth. At the same time he squeezed the base of my cock firmly,
very firmly, and massaged my balls gently.

"AAAAAHHHHH Here it comes Oh God. AAAHHHHHH Oh Oh

My cock erupted. I could feel him controlling the spurts with his grip
making the cum shoot hard. He never moved other than to move his tongue
around my cock head and swallow the cum as I shot. I seemed to cum more
than normal. Joseph continued to swirl the cum around inside his mouth and
around my sensitive head. It was so sensitive it almost seemed like pain.
After a few minutes he slowly slid his mouth up and off my cock without
dripping a drop. He looked directly at me and slowly swallowed my load.

"How was that?  You do taste good. In a few minutes you will be able to
start
again but you'll be able to enjoy it longer. The first cum is always the
best
but too fast."

I could tell he was really hot and ready to cum himself. His cock stood
strongly up so hard the foreskin was already almost half way back. The
precum had dribbled down the side of his cock I could see the shiny paths.
To be truthful, I didn't feel like it at that moment, but I was sort of
trapped.
I asked for some more beer hoping to stall him a while. Joseph stood, his
cock stood straight up directly in front of me. I knew he didn't want to
wait
but he also knew I was stalling. I said, "Could you put some ice cubes in
the
beer? I like ice in my beer." He smiled and nodded and left. His cock sprang
back and forth as he walked. It only took him about 5 minutes to get the
drink. He came back with a larger glass with several ice cubes and beer, and
a coaster. He put the beer on the coffee table and turned toward me. I had
to
do something and with the Viagra I was actually starting to recuperate my
ardor already!!!

I said, "Wait...I reached up and grasped his cock and gently pulled him
toward me so he was standing directly in front of me, between my knees. I
took a long drink of beer and swirled an ice cube around in my mouth as I
gently stroked him. He knew then, what I was doing.  I was nervous, and at
the same time starting to get more and more aroused and really wanting to
suck this cock. I spit the cube out into my glass and then pulled his cock
down so it was aimed directly at my face, about two inches from my mouth. I
cupped his balls. They were large and hanging. I opened my mouth wide and
placed it over his cock without touching it. When it was in as far as
possible,
I closed down gently. He moaned loudly, and slightly thrust his hips toward
me. His cock tasted like vanilla!! I looked up at him in surprise. He looked
down and laughed and said, "I rubbed vanilla extract under my foreskin, do
you like it?"

All I did was hum affirmatively and nod, as I started to suck up and down. I
put my hands on his hips and controlled him as he fucked my mouth. I was
surprised at myself by how well I was doing and how good it felt in my
mouth. I could taste his slightly tangy precum. His cock head would swell
and I was thinking he's gonna cum, but then it would go down again. I
swirled my tongue around the round swollen head. Then I licked up and
down the underside of his cock constantly and gently massaging his balls. At
one point I allowed my finger to wander back and massage his asshole. I did
not probe. I am not into ass play very much at all. I went back to the ice
and
returned with a cold mouth to start again. Joseph said, "Get ready lover,
I'm
gonna blow any minute, AAHHHHHHH... Here it comes, here it comes."

I could feel his cock start to swell at the head I tried the same technique
he
had used and squeezed the root of his cock as I felt it swell more, and
start to
jerk and pulse. The first spurt was powerful and I wasn't ready for it to be
so hard. It hit the back of my mouth and throat and caused me to cough. He
shot again and again. Copious amounts of cum... I was starting to choke. I
had to take it out of my mouth to gain control of my choking. When I did, it
spurted across my face and cum hung from my nose. He had reached down
and taken over the masturbating of the cock as it ejaculated again and again
on my face and down my front. It was really an impressive amount of heavy
thick white cum. It also tasted on the sweet side, rather than bitter. I
tried
my best to ingest what I could. I even scooped it from my face into my
mouth. Joseph stroked until it was completely done shooting and rubbed the
remaining drops he squeezed out, across my lips He playfully tapped my face
with his cock and said, "Clean it lover, come on clean it." I continued to
periodically suck out the remaining tube cum and I licked his shaft clean.
Finally he stepped back as his cock hung semi-limp and said, "That was
pretty awesome dude.  Damn, it looks like that Viagra is kicking in. Your
rod is pumped again, already!"

I actually continued to scoop cum from my cheeks and forehead and lick it
off my fingers as he watched. I was hard as a rock again. I stood and said I
have to use your bathroom, OK? I'm getting ready for round two...how
about you?" I gave his cock a gentle squeeze and went to the bathroom.
When I saw my face in the mirror I couldn't believe it. I looked like a
glazed
doughnut with sprinkles in my hair. I had cum droplets everywhere. I found
a cloth and washed up. I was surprised at myself for being so aggressive
with
a total stranger, but the Viagra was kicking in and I felt the familiar warm
churning in my prostrate.

When I returned, Joseph was sitting on the couch without the robe or
anything, totally nude. His cock was still semi-Limp. He was drinking a coke
and had a different movie on the TV. The sound was down on the TV, but
his stereo was playing some smooth jazz. He had turned the lights way down.
I saw he had refilled my beer. He patted the couch next to him and smiled.

"You were wonderful. Thank you. We can take our time now that the initial
heat is down. Sit here."

"You bet!"

I sat next to him and he put his arm around me. I am not comfortable with
male cuddling, but I allowed him to remain like that for a short time. The
movie was showing a guy getting fisted while he jerked off and sucked
another guy standing next to him. The scene changed, mid-stream, to a guy
shooting his load into a shot glass. I was surprised the guy actually filled
it!
His partner walks in and drinks the cum. The scene bounces back to the
fisting.  The standing guy is shooting cum all over the guys face. I'm
getting
hotter and hotter watching this. To avoid the cuddling I slowly leaned
forward and bent down and took his cock in my mouth. It was still limp. I
had never sucked a limp cock before, so it was interesting. He still seemed
to
produce precum, but stayed limp. I sat up and asked,"You took Viagra too,
didn't you?" He told me it would be about a half hour to work on him again.
>>>>>>>>>>
"For some reason I don't get hard for a while even with Viagra. It
will....just wait. What your doing will speed things up."

I continued to play with him as he scooted down and laid back, presenting a
clear playing field of cock. I found it was fun to just mess around with it.
The
foreskin forms a puckered point where you can stick your tongue in. It also
stretches pretty easily. I thought of something, all of a sudden.

"Would you mind if I docked with you. I never have been with a cock as big
as yours with such a big skin. I'm pre-cumming enough so it should work?"

Joseph stood and I stood. My cock was rock hard again. Joseph pulled his
foreskin all the way back. Placed his cock head directly on mine and rolled
the skin back down over his head and mine. It was a weird feeling. I
wondered if that was how an uncut cock always feels. It wasn't bad just
different. His hand held both of our cocks as I felt our precum mix and make
the union moist and pliable. We stood like that for a long time as Joseph
massaged our joined cocks. When I felt my balls start to boil I said, "Hold
off for a while OK, I don't want to cum yet."

We parted our docking and both giggled at the amount of precum that had
accumulated. We both quickly tried to capture what we could on our fingers,
before it dripped to the floor. We lapped at our slick fingers and laughed
at
each others fetish.

"It's amazing that we are so alike in our desires and habits. I hope you're
having as good a time as I am." I said, as I sat back down and reclined back
and stroked my pulsing hard on. Joseph looked pensive and said, "Do you
mind if I ask you a personal question?"

I nodded and said, "Sure, anything you like."

"How do you really feel about us gay guys? I feel as though you hold back a
little when I approach you. Would you mind a kiss?"

"Honestly Joseph I have never gotten into the gay life style beyond what we
have already done together. I am not sure if I can be that way. I really
enjoy
the sexual acts that we have done together, but I have always stopped there.
Do you really want to do that? If it would make you happy we can try it
once, but I am afraid I may be a bad make out partner."

With that out in the open Joseph said, " Just close your eyes and go with it
as
it comes to you. I won't push you for more than you want. Come here...."

I moved close to Joseph and was really getting turned off at the thought of
what was about to happen. I had never kissed a man in anyway in my life,
other than my father on his cheek. Joseph put his hand behind my head on
my neck and placed his other hand on my cock. I was actually shaking as he
leaned toward me. The first thing I noticed was the mint smell and taste. He
was using Tic-Tac. I then noticed the brushing of his slightly grown beard
on
my chin. As he pressed in, he started to push his tongue into my mouth. He
stroked me gently as he probed my mouth deeply. I tried to reciprocate and
tried to tongue him a little, but it was not pleasant for me. For some
reason it
just did not appeal to me. Joseph kissed me for a long minute or two then
leaned back and said, "Well, what do you think? Did I do well? I love your
lips and tongue. Just thinking that I shot my cum in your mouth makes it hot
for me."

I was in a dilemma. I didn't know how to tell him how I felt because I
didn't
want to offend him. I looked down and said, "It was nice I guess. Honestly
Joseph I just am not into that very much. You were very nice and loving but
my interests and desires rest mainly in our oral sex and cock play. I hope I
am not making you feel bad."

Heavens no! I totally understand Tom. Some of us just aren't that way, I
guess. I have met many just like you. I have no problem having a sexual
relationship only, if that's the way you like it. I want you to really enjoy
what
we do, not just tolerate it."

"I really find you attractive and feel I can show it in other ways, other
than
just sucking and cock play. Have you ever fucked or been fucked?"

"To be truthful I tried letting my roommate fuck me way back in school one
night when we were really hot. We didn't know what we were doing and Joe
didn't really prepare me to do that. He just pressed his cock into my ass
depending solely on his precum and a little spit. When his head popped in it
burned and hurt so much I told him to stop. He did stop moving, but didn't
pull it out. We waited several minutes to see if it would get better. Joe
had a
hard time holding back. When he started to push in again I just couldn't
stand it. After that, we never tried again. I didn't want to fuck Joe
because
all I could think about was the shit my cock would be swimming in if I did
that. I guess your experience is different, right?"

"Oh yes, I have fucked many times. I was lucky in that my first partners
were knowledgeable and knew how to break in a tight ass. In the gay world
virgin ass is at a premium! (He laughed) If you would like to try it again
maybe I can help make it a pleasant experience for you. I guess no matter
what we do your first time can be uncomfortable. My cock is pretty big for a
small ass like yours. If you would like trying to fuck me I am sure willing.
I
have eliminated and I took an enema earlier tonight so I don't think the
waste matter should be to much of a problem. I could do the enema thing
again to make sure. Would you like to help me?"

The thought of what he was asking hit me in different ways. I knew I didn't
really want to fuck, but I also thought doing an enema on him would be
interesting and fun. I asked him what he does after the water all gets in. I
didn't want to see him take a shit. I decided to go along until things went
beyond what I thought was normal for me. I never had done anything like
this and it didn't particularly turn me on. It did spark my curiosity
though.

"OK let's try it. If it gets over the top for me I will tell you OK. Will it
be OK
if we stop at some point before the whole thing is done?  If it will upset
you to
stop maybe we shouldn't get into it. I don't want to ruin the whole time
over
some kinky thing."

"No problem. Enemas are actually a healthy thing to do occasionally to clean
the lower digestive tract. They do it regularly at nursing homes for older
folks. Let's go in the bathroom I'll show you what to do. I can see this is
distracting you already. Your cock is not at full mast anymore!  We can't
have that!"

Joseph knelt down and quickly sucked in my half hard cock. It wasn't long
until I was rock hard again. I laughed and said, "Let's go you fanatic
cocksucker the world needs one more enema!!"

We went into his large modern bathroom. He had a whirlpool tub and
separate shower stall in the corner. There were two sinks and everything was
dark brown and tan. The place was really nice.

"I have a cleaning woman come in each week to keep this place nice. I am
basically a slob so don't worry about drops on the floor or something. She
has cleaned up cum before, so I don't worry about what she thinks. I sorta
think she is a Dike herself. She could beat me up in a second. Get the enema
bag out of the hall closet for me , will ya?"

I went out and looked for something that looked like an enema bag or
something close. I had no idea what one looked like. There was a purple
rubber hot water bottle with a hose attached and a cup with several probe
tips of different lengths. I knew that was the stuff and returned with the
bag
hanging in my hand with the hose dragging along behind me. I noticed he
had placed towels and a tube of KY Jelly on the sink and was sitting on the
edge of the tub.

"What now?"

Well, I have to fill the bag with warm water and some solution I use to
clean
the whole colon out."

He did just what he said and hung the bag from a hook above him and
handed me the hose with a curved white plastic probe with several holes
along its forward half attached. It was about a foot long and a half inch
wide
with ridges running its length.  He told me to lube up the tube and then do
him. I took the KY and squirted a dollop onto the probe and spread it
around. Then I got a squirt on my finger and said, "OK let's do this thing."

Joseph turned and leaned over the edge of the tub. He had a chair-like thing
in the tub that he could rest on. His ass was pointed straight up at me. I
reached over and pulled apart his cheeks to reveal a puckered black area
surrounded by a lighter ring of light brown. It sorta looked like his hand
color. I rubbed the KY his hole and massaged it as I pressed my forefinger
in
about half way. Then I put the probe in slowly and continually asked if I
was
hurting him or not. It didn't seem to bother Joseph at all. I inserted the
probe all the way in and opened valve at the bottom of the bag. I held the
probe and waited. Joseph was stroking his cock a little so I used my other
hand to massage his ball sac from behind. He moaned a little and said, "This
will only take 10 minutes or so. Then I'll get rid of it and we are set to
go.
That's not so bad, is it?"

I nodded and continued to stroke his ass and taint. I shortly saw that the
bag
was empty, so I said, " Should I just pull this out or what?"

"Ya...tell ya what, why don't you let me finish up and go out and have
another beer and put on a tape. I should only be a few minutes."

"You're the boss, hope this works for ya. To be truthful I felt like a
nurse.
I'm not sure why this turns on people, but each to his own."

My cock had gone down and I knew this was not gonna work for me. I went
into the kitchen to get a beer and then put in a tape. The title was `150
Gushing Cum Shots' I settled back and watched as guy after guy took load
after load. It was helping me get back to full arousal. Joseph returned just
as
I was sipping a bead of precum off my finger.

"OK Dude, do you want to try my hole?"

"I guess we can try. I would rather suck you again though."

"We can do that later if you like. I want you to see how good this can be.
Here, use this to lube up. Put some on your fingers and get me ready. I'll
tell
you when , OK? Now use your fingers to get me opened up."

I was not totally into the idea but had worked up a strong hard on watching
`cum shots' so I squirted a glob of KY on my hand and turned to see Joseph
bending over the chair arm. I saw that perfect little puckered hole and
swabbed it with KY. I pushed my index finger in and out. As I probed I
turned it and tilted my entry to see if his hole would get looser. To my
surprise he loosened up almost immediately. I could get three fingers in
very
quickly and could see my cock would fit. I pressed the head of my cock to
his
hole and felt him push back on to me. My cock slid in easily and as my rim
popped through I felt him grip my cock with his asshole. I pushed and slowly
sunk my cock fully into his ass. It did feel good and he seemed to be
enjoying
it so I started to pump slowly. Joseph was stroking his cock as I fucked his
ass. To be truthful it basically felt like a tight cunt. I was thinking I
really
preferred getting sucked.

"How is it for you, Joseph? I have to tell you, it feels good, but not as
good as
your mouth." I continued to push in and out in full length thrusts. My hips
slapped into his ass as he pushed back. I could feel him actually squeezing
my cock with his hole. I reached under him and felt his cock. It was hard
and
wet.

"I'd really like to suck this." I said as I squeezed his balls gently.

`If you would rather do that, it's OK with me. I just thought you might like
to try fucking. You felt really good to me. You're a born ass fucker."

Joseph pulled away and my cock popped from his hole. Joseph sat on the
couch and pulled some tissues from a box and cleaned my cock off. I
wondered if he would suck it after being in his ass.

"Come and sit. We can watch the tape for a while and rest. When do you
have to go?"

"It's getting light out. I should probably go soon. People will wonder where
I
am if I don't get home today some time." I reached and stroked his cock as
we talked. We both sat back and mutually manipulated each others cock
slowly. I was feeling the familiar burn of cum boiling and held his hand
still.
I didn't want to cum yet. Joseph was very hard. He was producing precum
and I watched as he scooped beads and ate them from his finger. I couldn't
resist leaning over and kissing the tip of his cock. I sipped in what precum
I
could from his tube. He moaned and pressed the back of my head down as I
took his cock fully into my mouth. I knew this would be the end. I had to
leave soon , so I wanted this to last as long as possible. I held his cock
at the
base and looked at it. I hummed my enjoyment and licked his shaft like a
popsicle. As I pumped his cock slowly I took his balls, one at a time into
my
mouth and swirled them around. I was getting so hot I started to suck hard
on his cock and tried to deep throat what I could. The angle wasn't right so
I
said, "Lets 69 and try to cum together. You are on the bottom, OK?"

Joseph smiled and agreed and quickly scooted around so I could assume the
position. I felt him engulf my cock and pull my hips down and up as I fucked
in and out of his mouth. At this angle I knew I could deep throat him like I
used to do with my roommate in school. I took his cock and slowly started to
go down on it. He was big. Truly eight inches, maybe a little more. I felt
the
head of his cock hit the back of my mouth and throat. I had at least four
more inches to go. I held my breath and pushed, hoping my gag reflex
wouldn't kick in. Joseph hummed his delight and I tried as hard as I could
to
take him all. The first attempt didn't work. I started to gag and had to
pull
off and cough. I tried again and found I could take more the second time.
His
cock head was actually in my throat. I couldn't hold my breath any more
and pulled off, holding it in position for another attempt. My cock was
beginning to become very sensitive. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off
much longer. On my third attempt I managed to take him in and rest my
chin in his pubic hair. Once I got used to it I found I could repeatedly
fuck
him all the way down my throat.  I pulled back and said, "Let me know
when you can cum. I am ready now, so see if we can shoot together. I started
to earnestly fuck his cock down my throat. I could feel the boil start. All
of a
sudden I felt him tense and his cock started to swell and pulse. That set me
off and I let my cum flow as I felt the first jets of his load go down my
throat.
I pulled back some as he continued to shoot in my mouth. There were 6 or 7
jets and my mouth was filled with his sweet cum. I shot at the same time and
felt him gobble at my cock and eat my load as I squirted it down into his
mouth. As the heat slowed I felt like my mouth was full of cum. I slid off
of
his cock and retained his cum. Without even planning it I turned and bent
down and placed my mouth over his and pushed my tongue and his cum into
his mouth. We locked, trading the cum back and forth several times until we
both swallowed what we could. When I sat up Joseph said, "I am never going
to forget this Tom, it was wonderful, thank you for such a good time. Can we
do this again some time?"

I said, "If I am ever here again I will remember this. I am not sure when I
will be back. If I take your e-mail address I will write and let you know
what
I am doing.. I really can't remember enjoying a cock as much as I enjoyed
yours. Thank you too.

There wasn't much else to say as I dressed. Joseph made coffee and gave me
a travel cup. I smiled and stood in the doorway. We just waved and I turned
and left. Only 30 minutes before he was shooting cum into my throat. Now I
had to drive home with images I have never and will never forget. Things
ended so quickly. By the time I was an hour away it seemed more like a
dream than real. I pulled my cock out as I drove down the highway. I was
making precum again. I guess the Viagra was still in my system. I edged all
the way home, sipping beads of precum and remembering the feeling of that
big cock shooting in my mouth. I will always remember Joseph.

End

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