Date: Fri, 9 Apr 2004 09:17:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Guy Smith <nvwriter2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sex Happens

Don't read this if you are underage.
This is a work of fiction


I'm not the kind of guy that goes for one-night stands or anonymous
sexual encounters with other men. I prefer having sex as part of a
committed relationship, but sometimes sex just happens.

I hadn't been in a relationship for over six months and it had been that
long since I had last had sex with anyone besides myself. To put it
bluntly, I was horny. Masturbation wasn't really cutting it anymore.
Despite all that, I wasn't out looking for sex or hunting for a guy to
hook up with. But, like I said, sometimes sex just happens.

It was around 1 a.m., I had just gotten off work and had gone to a small
diner where I was chowing down a greasy burger. There were only a few
other people in the diner besides myself. A bedraggled old man sat at the
counter downing coffee and chain smoking. At the other side of the diner
there was a family of two adults and three kids, all under the age of
ten. They had pulled up in a beaten up station wagon, the kind with the
fake wood siding, that had out of state license plates.

I sat on the other side of the diner and two tables down from me sat a
guy about my age, mid-20's. We faced each other. I didn't notice him
sit down because I was reading a book, but once I looked up I couldn't
stop staring. He was very good looking. He had gorgeous blonde hair and
wonderful green eyes. I couldn't see much of his body, but he looked to
be trim and fit.

I did my best not to stare, but I couldn't help myself. I tried not to
let him see that I was staring at him, but he caught my gaze more than
once. He didn't seem upset with the fact that I was checking him out and
he smiled at me each time he looked up and caught me looking at him.

I figured I could flirt a little bit and he seemed to respond to my
flirting. However, then I caught a shine from his hand and realized that
he was wearing a wedding ring. I figured that he was just being nice. I
stopped the flirting and went back to my book.

A bit later, after my food had arrived, I felt him staring at me. I
looked up and watched as he seductively licked his lips. I was sure that
I wasn't imagining him flirting with me.

He and I watched each other as we wait and I flirted with him, despite
the wedding ring. We finished around the same time. I figured that it was
just harmless flirting and decided to head home.

First I walked into the bathroom to clean up. Mr. Married ended up right
behind me. He stood next to me as he washed his hands.

"You're hot," he said "Wanna hook up?"

"What about the ring?" I asked.

He glanced at his wedding ring with a forlorn look.

"It's a long story," he said. "I need a good fucking. That's all I
want. No relationship, nothing else. You up for that."

I nodded yes, despite my self-imposed policies against that sort of
thing.

"The stall?" he asked.

I said that I didn't like sex in the bathroom, but told him that I knew
of a private road not to far away. He agreed to follow me.

We both left the diner and got into our cars. He kept right behind me.

A few minutes later, I pulled off onto a private road and pulled over to
the side of the road.

Mr. Married pulled in right behind me. He got out of his car as I walked
towards him. As I was at the side of my car, he grabbed me and pulled me
into a deep kiss. His tongue slid into my mouth as his hands traveled
down my back to my ass.

I reveled in the kiss, forgetting what such a thing feels like.

I pulled away.

"Will you tell me your name, at least a first name?" I asked.

He hesitated for a moment then responded "Ethan."

I told him that my name was Thomas.

Ethan and I kissed for several moments. I could feel his crotch bulging
as he pressed it against my own hardening cock.

I pulled away from the kiss and slid down to my knees. I opened his
zipper and pulled down his pants. I stuck my face against his cotton
underwear and tasted his cock through the thin material.

Ethan moaned a few times. I pulled down his underwear and his cock popped
out. It was a thick prick and about seven inches long. I licked up and
down the side of his cock, tasting every thick inch.

I then slid my mouth over his cock and took it all the way down my
throat.

Ethan moaned something about his wife wouldn't suck his cock ever. I
could tell that he needed a blow job and bad. I decided that this wasn't
a time for a sensual, long lasting cock sucking session and starting
going for it.

I bobbed up and down on his dick and he started fucking my mouth hard. He
grabbed the back of my head and slammed his cock into me again and again.

"Oh, damn ," he said over and over again.

I felt him tense and knew he was gonna blow. And blow he did. He started
shooting his sperm down my throat and I started swallowing it all. Spurt
after spurt flew out as he continued to repeat "oh, damn, oh, damn".

The jizz spilled from my mouth and I sucked him until his cock started to
soften and it plopped out of my mouth.

I stood up and we kissed for another moment.

"How about that fucking you wanted?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah," he said "Fuck me hard. Don't take it easy, man."

I pulled down my pants and jockeys and pulled out my throbbing cock. His
eyes widened at the size of it, eight inches long and even thicker than
his thick prick. He didn't change his mind, though.

Ethan bent over the trunk of my car and bared his ass. I started to warm
him up a little bit with a finger in his ass, but he said that he wanted
my cock right away.

I grabbed his hips and began to slip my cock into his ass. He moaned as
his hole began to stretch. It was a tight ass but I kept on shoving.

My cockhead plopped in and I kept on penetrating until I was all the way
in and my balls were pressed against his ass.

"Fuck, yeah," Ethan moaned "Now fuck me, Thomas, fuck me hard."

Fuck him hard I did. I slid my cock in and out and in and out. Slamming
harder and harder each time I drove in.

Ethan urged me on each time I fucked him. "Yeah!" he moaned "Fuck me
harder. Give it to me."

I fucked him so goddamn hard that the car shook. I felt myself ready to
explode.

"I'm gonna cum," I said.

"Shoot it in my ass," Ethan said.

With one last violent thrust I shoved my cock in and shot my hot load
into his ass. I moaned and groaned as I came again and again.

Finally, my cock softened and I pulled out.

We kissed for a few more moments.

"Thanks,man," he said "I needed that."

"I needed it to, Ethan," I said.

We pulled up our pants and said good-bye.

I was a little sad as Ethan pulled away.

I never saw Ethan again.