Date: Tue, 4 Dec 2001 18:59:27 EST
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: "One for the Road"

Hey, guys. I know. I still owe you some more episodes on
'Peter, Paul, & Gary' and 'Top to Bottom', but I've been
very busy and haven't had a chance to work on them.
However, I needed a little diversion, so I decided to work
on another 'quickie' that I wouldn't have to tie in to
anything else.  Hope you enjoy it.

The following story contains explicit descriptions of adult
male-to-male sex.   So, if you are not old enough, or might
be offended by it, or you are in a geo-political location
where such things are illegal, STOP HERE.  Otherwise, read
on.


One for the Road

When I was finally able to make my usual early morning turn
into the 7-11 parking lot, I pulled in next to a small, dark
blue sedan just in time to see the driver getting out from
the other side.  I don't know for sure just what it was that
first caught my attention, but as he moved past the front of
his car and started into the store, I had stopped whatever I
was doing and was watching that delicious, full, round butt
and those great arms as they went in the door.  From this
back view, that was one nice looking collection of obviously
all-male parts!!

I hurried into the store and went to the back to the coffee
bar to make myself a cup of tea.  As I reached down and
grabbed a cup, I looked up and across -- and there he was!
Just across the counter from me.  He must have been in his
mid- to late-forties and just exuded testosterone.  About
5'8" to 5'9" and sort of stocky (maybe 170 or so??, I really
can't judge weight at all), but definitely all man!!!

He was wearing a light tan golf shirt that hugged his chest
and arms in just the right places to make everything look
really good.  It wasn't like he had a weightlifter's body or
anything like that, it was just nicely proportioned and had
enough musculature to make it look very masculine and sexy.
I would guess that he was of Italian extraction -- from both
his build and his dark hair and eyes.  .and he definitely
had nice wide hands and large thumbs (yes, I look for those
supposed 'indicators').

As I started to fill the cup with water (somehow I had
already gotten the tea bag in by running on autopilot), I
continued to look him over.  That's when the rather obvious
rod-shaped bulge to the left and below his fly hit my sight.
He was either wearing boxers, or nothing, under those snug
fitting jeans and he was clearly "dressed to the left" --
enough so that there was little left to the imagination of
just what was in there.  About the only thing I couldn't be
sure of was whether or not it was cut.but I'd bet from what
I could see that it wasn't!

Looking up to see that my cup wasn't overflowing, I just
traced my way up his front.  When I got to the face -- which
was certainly pleasant to see -- I saw a pair of big, ice
blue eyes looking directly at me!  Busted!!!  I could feel
the color start to climb up from my neck and spread over my
face and onto my ears, bit I couldn't seem to take my focus
off those incredible eyes.  They looked right down into your
soul.  Just as I averted my attention to the hot water
almost reaching the top of my cup, I caught glimpse of what
I thought might have been a smile.  I had to look back.

Half expecting to see him glaring at me and giving me that
old "are you some kind of queer" look, or opening his mouth
to make some obscene comment, I saw that he was, indeed,
smiling.  Actually it was very slight -- almost a smirk --
but still a smile.  That's when my peripheral vision caught
the movement of his hand as it reached down and touched his
fly then cupped slightly and slid down past the prize to the
left of his crotch.  That done, he picked up his cup,
turned, and walked to the register.

By the time I had put the lid on my own cup and turned to
pay, he was on his way out the door.  I watched his back and
that incredible, firm, denim-enshrouded butt again!  "Oh how
good that could be," I thought to myself.  "Damn! I'd like
to try that out!"   I mean.I may be a bottom myself -- and
not into actually plowing, or doing other things to such a
beautiful backside -- but I do like to have something round
and tight to grab hold of or dig my heels into.  Besides,
nice butts usually seem to go with nice other things.

When I walked out and turned to my car, I expected to hear
his engine already running and see him backing away, but he
was just sitting there doing something with his hands --
probably putting his coffee into the holder and getting his
keys ready.

Walking between the cars, I looked into his passenger side
window and looked down at his lap.  I wanted to see what it
showed when he was sitting down.  Don't you sometimes look
in the window that way for some good 'eye candy' every now
and then?  In this case -- it looked good.  Real good!

That's when I did something I have never done before -- and
can't quite believe that I did.  I leaned over to the open
window and, looking him straight in the eye, I said exactly
what I had been thinking: "My.that thing looks good enough
to eat!"

I couldn't believe I had said it!!  What was going on??
Where was my mind???  What on earth was I thinking -- or
more importantly what was I doing????  That's the most
outrageous thing I have ever done.

I waited to hear him start to curse at me and shout every
homophobic thought that had to be coursing through that
delicious looking head!  Instead, I heard him softly
respond: "It's got a cr^Ême center too.  Do you think you'd
like that?"

"Hmmmm..I'll bet it does, and I'll bet I would!" I quipped
back to him.  Hell!  I knew damned well I would like to go
for some of that cr^Ême filling!!  .but here we were, parked
in a busy 7-11 lot at 7:30 in the morning; and since both of
us were wearing wedding rings I didn't figure there would be
much chance of finding a place to go.

Maybe this is where I need to break in and tell you a little
about me.  My name is Peter and I'm 52, married, have
several grown children, and am gay.  No, I didn't mean to
say 'bi'.sure.I can perform my husbandly duties, but I don't
get any real pleasure out of it, and I would never get
excited enough over a female to try anything like this with
one.   I am only attracted sexually to other men.  I guess
that makes me gay (wouldn't you say?).  I have also made the
decision (many years ago) that I will keep the status quo
marriage and all.  Physically, I'm 5'10" and about 190
pounds -- a bit heavier than I would like, but that's life.
I stay physically active and am told I am good looking.
More than one of our female neighbors or my wife's friends
have made it clear that they would like to try me out, so I
guess I'm not a troll.  I still have all my (brown) hair and
it's only now starting to show a little salt and pepper on
the temples and in front.  Of course, the little bit that's
on my chest is now all grey, but that further south is still
dark brown and frames a good, working model of trimmed
manhood and nicely hanging babymakers.  .so now you have an
image and I can get back to the story.

"I've got a place.  It's just down the road." I heard him
say.

"You..what?  You have a place?  You mean you want to go
somewhere? And.."

"Yeah.  It's not a house, though.  It's one of those self-
storage lockers, .but it's got a cot in it.and yes, I would
like to go there if you want to join me.  ??"

"Shit! Yes.. so what if I'm a little late to work.  Let's
go," I stammered back.  Wow!! I couldn't believe it was
happening!! ..but it was!!!

"Get in your car and follow me," he said.  Impatience was
already beginning to show in his voice, and I could easily
tell that the rod-shaped bulge against his left thigh was
definitely more prominent that before.

Turning away, I got into my car and had it started in record
time.  As he backed around and turned his car toward the
exit, I followed.  Turning right into the street, I stayed
close behind him as we took of down the road.  I knew there
were a couple of those storage places further along, and,
sure enough, about a mile down he started to signal for a
right turn into one of them.  Pulling up to the entry keypad
he reached out and punched in his code.  The gate started to
open.  Staying almost bumper-to-bumper, I followed him
through the gate and down the aisle between the units.
Several cross streets later, he turned left and then stopped
about halfway down the building on the right side.  I pulled
up behind him and stopped.

As he got out of his car, I sat there just watching that
tightly packed body and butt unfold and stretch up.  Damn!!
That looked good!!!  .and, if nothing unforeseen interrupted
us now,  I was about to find out how good it really was!!!

He looked around over his shoulder and nodded his head to
follow.  He turned and went over to the garage-style door
just in front of his car to the right.  Lifting up on the
lock, he inserted a key and opened it; then removed it and
unlatched the door.   Reaching down, he grabbed the handle
at the bottom and lifted the door, rolling it up into its
tracks.  As he bent over, I damned near dropped my load as I
watched that gorgeous ass stretch those jeans until I
thought the seam would burst.

Stepping into the area that had opened, he turned and said,
"C'mon.get in here."

I stepped in and went around him into the space behind him.
He didn't stop, but turned and began to lower the door back
down in its tracks.  "Just a second," he whispered.  There
was just enough light coming in under and around the door
that you could see a little -- not much, but at least it
wasn't pitch black in there.

Turning and picking up a small box, he laid it against the
bottom of the door to keep it from re-opening.  Then he
moved cautiously to the side and, as I heard a slight click,
the light of a small battery-operated lantern came on.
Moving through the semi-darkness and piles of whatever
stacked around the room, he turned back and whispered, "Over
here."

I threaded my way over to where he was standing, and that
was when I could finally see the cot that was opened out in
the little space beside him.  "Neat," I offered.  "I have
one of these places, but never thought of using it for
something like this.  This is really handy, isn't it?"

"I've only been able to use it a couple times before, but
when I saw you checking me out, I thought of it right away."
Then without another word he reached up and started to
unbutton my shirt.  His eyes almost seemed to glow with the
reflected light of the small lantern.  I decided then that I
wanted to try a little something else first, so I reached
over, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up against me,
trapping his hands between us as I slid my hands down his
back, grabbed his delightfully firm cheeks and pulled his
groin against mine.

Taking my cue, he pulled his hands out from between us,
reached up, and with his hands now behind my head, he pulled
my face to his.  He hesitated only momentarily to see if I
would pull or turn away.  When I didn't, he lifted his lips
to mine and began to mash his mouth against mine.  I
responded by grinding the throbbing meat between my legs
against his own.

His was still trapped pointing downward at the top of his
left leg, and must have been painful by this point because
he let loose of my head and reached down between us to open
his belt and the buttons of his 501's.   I broke the kiss in
order to look down and see what what there.   In a flash he
had freed that incredible, hard, hooded cock of his and was
working on my own belt buckle.  I was right in my earlier
assessments -- he was uncut and he had 'nothing' on under
his jeans -- and what had flipped up to a standing position
had to be a good 8 inches of swollen, pulsing, hot cock.

Swapping the position of my hands, I grabbed the back of his
head and pulled his face forward to again crush my lips
against his.  Then I felt the front of my slacks open and
they began to fall down around my knees.  Now I could also
feel the heat of his meat against my own searing flesh even
through my boxer shorts.  In automatic response my tongue
drove between our lips and entered his mouth.

As it darted around, exploring his hot cavity, his own
tongue began to play around mine.  Then he began to suck my
tongue further into the exciting, wet hollow of his mouth.
It felt as though he was trying to pull me in and swallow me
whole.  Our mouths and our groins were grinding into each
other's in a mounting frenzy. His hardened member slid in
through the slit fly of my boxers, rubbing skin-to-skin with
my own, and I could feel the cool wetness as he left spots
of precum on me with his dripping wand.  We were both making
guttural moaning sounds as our bodies writhed in tormented
pleasure.

My breath was coming in shallow gasps and his was ragged
with the excitement of raw passion and sex!!  He pulled me
down onto the cot with him, turning and rolling so that I
was on my back and he was pressed firmly onto me from
shoulder to crotch.   Kicking our feet, we managed to drop
our shoes and pants off onto the floor so that our legs were
free to intertwine and feel each others' tightened leg
muscles and the tickle of hair.  This man was sooooo hot!!!!
.and he had me hotter than I had been in I didn't know how
long!

I managed to get my hands between our chests and finished
unbuttoning my shirt, pulling it open so I could feel his
chest against mine.  I had to reach down and grab the bottom
of his shirt and pull it up over his head, breaking our kiss
as I did so, but wanting to feel his flesh against mine.  It
was heavenly!!!  He had a fine mat of wiry black hair over
his entire chest -- his quarter-sized nipples surrounded by
it.  They were both aroused from our grappling and I could
feel them pointing into me.  I put my hands back around his
back and pulled him tight against me.  It felt so
wonderful!!  He was so manly!!  So masculine!!

After a few more minutes of just running my hands up and
down his back and over his shoulders and the muscles of his
upper arms, while our bodies moved together to drive our
steel-hardened cocks against each other, I moved my hands
down between us and lifted him up, pushing him toward the
top of the cot as I slid down slightly toward the foot.
Catching the intent of my moves, he raised himself onto his
knees and leaned forward until the tip of his love tool was
right in front of my hungry mouth.

I reached over with my right hand and grabbed his shaft
about midway.  Then I pushed back, driving the foreskin away
from the enshrouded head.  As I watched the head emerge,
shining from its own slick coating in the dim lantern light,
my arousal hit an all-time, new height.  There is just
something so damned sexy about that -- seeing the smooth,
glistening head of an uncut cock as it is exposed from its
sheath of soft, velvety skin.  It just begs to be taken into
your mouth and caressed with a more than willing tongue.

I could feel the smoothness of it as I lifted my head and
let it press its way in through my pursed lips.  My tongue
touched the tip and I tasted the sweet-and-salty flavor of
his mandew.  I closed my lips and sucked the tip hoping for
more and was immediately rewarded with a fresh flow.  I
savored its flavor as I felt him lowering his hips and
driving his stake deeper into my mouth until it was bumping
against the back of my throat.  I raised myself slightly to
improve the angle and, then, I felt his pulsing head slip
further down.  Then he pulled back and I felt the soft,
smooth skin covering the rigid pole as it moved out over my
tightly closed lips.  My tongue was working its way over,
under, and along its full roundness.  I could feel the tube
on its underside that was eventually going to deliver his
love batter to me as well as the several large blood-
engorged veins that were running its length and breadth.
Oh, yessss! Was that a wonderful mouthful!!!

Suddenly he began to plow slower and deeper and I could feel
his body tensing.  I knew he was nearing the precipice and
tightened my lips and cheeks while sucking that much harder.
Yes.  There was a cr^Ême filling that was getting closer.
But then, as he had himself pulled most of the way back, he
stopped and didn't move for a few seconds.  Then he slowly
started again.  Yes!  I wanted that load!  .but I really
wanted it somewhere else.  My whole body was on fire, and
there was going to be only one way that it was going to be
satisfied and the fire quelled.

Reaching up, I grabbed him just above the hips and pushed
back.  As his smiling, one-eyed totem cleared my lips, I
said: "No. not this way!  I want you to shove that baby up
my ass and lay that load deep up inside me."  Oh, god...how
I wanted him!!

It only took a couple seconds for him to drop back down
between my legs and I could feel him using his to spread
mine apart and lower his crotch into the 'v' formed by the
tops of my thighs.  I felt the slick, saliva-wet, rubbery
head of his fleshy spike as it probed between my legs,
looking for a home, sliding down the trail of my perineum
toward its goal.

As I felt it reach its target I lifted my ass to bring it
more in line with him and I managed to choke out the words,
"Oh, yesssss!  Please!!  Fuck me now!!  Please!!! Fuck me!!!
Oh, god, yesssss!  Drive that stake into my ass!!!  I want
to feel every inch of you in there!!!  Pump me baby!!!
Fuck that ass like you've never fucked another!!  Give me
all that wonderful meat, babe!!!  Shove it in there!!  Now!!
Please!!  Now!!!"

I felt him reach over to the side with his right hand and
then reach down between us into the space that was steaming
from the heat of our raging groins.  Whatever lube he must
have had ready near the cot felt cold as he spread it
between my legs and over my pulsating rosebud.  I grabbed my
legs behind the knees and pulled them up to my chest to open
myself to him.  It was only a second later that I felt the
tip of his rock-hard cock as it came back in contact with
its target.  He started to press forward with his hips and I
again lifted my ass, this time driving myself over the
bulging head of his fuck stick.

The pain was gone almost before I felt it.  I let loose of
my legs and grabbed his back, wrapping my legs around him
and digging my heels into his delightfully tight buns,
driving him deeper into me and holding him there.  It felt
so wonderful!!! That large, rigid pole of his was imbedded
far into my man pussy, stretching the sphincter of my
rosette almost to splitting; but the sensations it was
generating were so incredibly intense and pleasurable --
almost beyond imagination!!

Slowly he began to lift his hips and I could feel his hearty
mantool as the head withdrew through the glove-like tunnel
of my insides and the shaft moved out through the tight
opening.   Then he stopped and slowly, oh so slowly, he
lowered himself and drove the fleshy spike back into my
hole.  When it was in all the way, he gyrated his hips and
stirred my guts with his hard, hot ass trowel.  I was in
heaven!!!

I lay back with my eyes clamped shut and just concentrated
my whole focus on the marvelous sensations that were
coursing throughout my whole body.  I could imagine the
shiny, smooth head as it moved back-and-forth inside me --
it's foreskin pulling back behind the corona and the bluish-
red head almost bright enough to be like a searchlight
shining up into me, lighting the way even farther than it
could reach.  Then as he began to pull back, the soft,
supple cloak would roll its way up and over the head,
enshrouding it and spreading its covering of natural
slickness.  In-and-out, out-and-in, the head would slowly
appear and then disappear again as the tube of skin moved
freely up and down the shaft.

All my nerve endings were exposed to his touch -- inside and
out.  Even as I felt the incredible pleasures of his
fantastic cock being driven into me with such erotic
mastery, I was also aware of the heat of his breath on my
neck as he nibbled and caressed it with his lips.  Slowly
his mouth traveled up the side of my jaw and I felt his lips
on mine.  I opened my teeth, which had been clinched in
ecstacy, and felt the heat of his tongue as it entered the
furnace of my mouth.  I closed my lips around it and sucked
on it like it would give me the same cr^Ême that I was
longing to have erupting into my lower regions.

He was a master of the man fuck!!  The way he moved was
sensational!  The way he used that solid, hooded snake to
ream my male cunt, prodding, pushing, and probing -- riding
over my prostate until I was almost to the point of
screaming out loud!  His balls bounced into my buns each
time he hit home and just echoed the higher, harder impact
of his pubes into my own hanging pair.  His abs and the wiry
feel of his treasure trail were rubbing the underside of my
pulsing member driving it to higher levels of rigidity.  He
had me stretched as tight a violin string and was playing me
with his hot, blood-engorged bow.  We were enveloped in the
final crescendo of a major symphonic orchestration!!!

Slowly the tempo of his motions began to build.  He was now
starting to piston my ass with his mighty shaft like that of
a racing engine.  The faster he pounded the better it felt
and the more I started to moan and buck back up into him.
I didn't know how strong the cot was, but I didn't care.  If
it collapsed under us, I just hoped he wouldn't stop!  But
it kept holding.  He was now slamming that meat into me like
his ass hammer was being driven by a runaway diesel!!  His
low guttural sounds were increasing in both intensity and
volume.  Grunts exploded from both our chests and mouths
each time he drove himself into my fuck chute!!  We were on
the home stretch, and there was nothing that was going to
stop it!!!

"OOOooooohhhhhhh, goddddddddddd!" he started moaning.
"OOOoooooooohhhhh, yesssssss, babyeeee!  OOOOooohhhhh,
yessssssss!  OOOooooohhhhhhh, my goddddddddddd!  Ooooooooh,
my godddddddd!! It's gonna shoot!!  It's gonna cum, baby!
It's going to shoot the grandaddy load up that hot ass!!!
Hang on, babe!  Hang on!   Here it cummmmzzzzzzz!!  It's
gonna go!!"

Hearing his vocalizations, I opened my mouth enough to
respond to him.  From deep in my throat and chest I managed
to form some nearly coherent sounds.."Oooooohhhhh,
yessssss!!  Drive that hot cock in there!!  Let that baby
squirt its load deep in there!!!  You fill me up with all
that hot jizzz. Yeah, baby. gimme what I want. Fuck that
ass, boy!!  Fuck that ass and drive that stake in there!!
Ooooooh, yesssss!!!!!  Make it cum, baby!!!  Make that
monster cock cum up my ass!!!  C'mon, babe, gimme that hot
juice!!  Let it go, babe!  Let it GO!!!!"

My whole lower area was demanding that it be fed!!  It
wanted him to fill its hungry depths with everything he
could pump out into it!!  It wanted him!!  Every bit of
him!!!! I could feel the heat of his body on top of me.  I
felt the drops of his sweat as they beaded and fell onto my
chest.  My hands felt the equal wetness along his shoulders
and back.  He was definitely getting a work-out from this --
and I was more than glad that I was there to receive what he
had to give!!!

Suddenly he jammed himself into me until he damned near
split me in two.and froze in place!!  His last driving lunge
had lifted my ass at least a foot up off the cot.  He had
slipped his hands under my armpits and was gripping my
shoulders to pull me to him as tightly as he could.  He
pulled his knees up sharply and then I felt his whole body
shudder and go rigid.  I knew what was coming next!!!

"UUUUunnnnnnngggghhhhhhhh!" he keened between clenched
teeth.  "Uuuuuunnnnggghhhhh!" and then he jerked again and I
felt that first volley of ball batter explode into my hungry
guts.   It was like a volcanic eruption of hot magma as his
incredible rod jerked and pulsed and his man juice shot up
the tube and spurted out through the slit at the tip of that
marvelous strawberry and spraying the walls of my chute.

"Oooohh, yeah, baby!!!  Shoot that cr^Ême!!  Gimme that
load!!!  OOOOOhhhhh, yeahhhh, babe! You give me all that
good juice!!  Ohhh how I want that stuff in there!!  Fill me
up 'til it squirts back out!!  Give it to me, babe!!!  Give
it to me good!!!"

I could feel his whole cock and its head swell inside me and
pulse as it unloaded its wonderful cr^Ême filling.  Each jerk
and movement was visualized in my mind and made me want even
more!!  Shot after shot it came!!!  Six, seven, .. I lost
count in the haze of my overloaded senses.  Somewhere in
there I came to long enough to reach down between us and
grab my own swollen rod.  One, two jerks and it blew!!  I
shot stream after stream of creamy white ropes between us.

Each time my gun fired, I could feel my asshole tighten and
then feel his cock pulse and shoot another load inside me.
It was monumental!!  It was beyond unbelievable!!  I have
never had anyone bring me to such a level of rapture!!  I
wanted it to go on and on.  I didn't want it to stop!!  .but
slowly it subsided and he just collapsed and fell forward
onto me -- our sweat-slickened bodies sliding against each
other.  I held him as tightly as I think I ever held another
human being, pulling him against my heaving chest and trying
to stretch the pleasures of his contact for as long as I
could.

"My, god! That was incredible!" he whispered down to me.  "I
think I'm going to be too tired to go to work!"

"You can say that again," I managed to gasp out.  "It was
fantastic!!  I may still have to get up and go to work..but
I'm also in no hurry.  Let's just lie still a minute and try
to catch our breath."    .and so we did.  We just lay there,
him on top of me, for a few minutes.  Somewhere in that time
he moved slightly and I felt his then completely deflated
member slip out of me.  I remember thinking that I wished it
would rise again and go back in for another round, but knew
that we had both really exhausted ourselves and it wasn't
going to replay right away (certainly not like when I was 25
or so).

Finally, he lifted himself and said, "I guess we better get
up and get dressed."  Reaching over behind a box, he pulled
out a towel and handed it to me.  "I think you're going to
need this."

"I think you're right on that too, .and you better have one
for yourself!" I answered, taking the towel and beginning to
wipe the smeary, wet mess off my chest and stomach.  "Wow!
We gotta do this again sometime.  This set-up is great!!
And you were great too!!  I could really use another go at
that on another day"

"Me too.but I don't know when we are going to be able to,"
he responded.  "I'm leaving on a 6 to 8-week business trip
to South America later this week.  If it all works out, I'll
only be back here to pack up and move down there
permanently.  But, if I do have a chance, you can bet I'll
try to look you up."

"I do hope you can," I said, somewhat dejected.  Here was
this great looking stud, who could give such a phenomenal
romp, and it was not going to go anywhere.   Oh, well..  It
was certainly one time to remember!

Standing up and reaching for my clothes, he lifted my face
and kissed me, his right hand reaching down to caress my now
also shrunken cock.  "By the way, my name is Jared," he
said.

"I'm Peter," I replied.  "I hope I get to see you again."

We dressed, he opened the door, and I got in my car.  After
he closed the unit door, I followed him out through the
gate.  As we drove out onto the street, he turned to the
right and waved through his open window.  I turned left and
headed off to work.   I have never seen him again since that
morning.but that was one morning I will remember for years
to come.
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