Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2000 00:55:06 EDT
From: Twins87@aol.com
Subject: Speedo Dream Comes True

If you are under legal age or you find sex between males awful, sick,ugly
or sinful do not read any farther.I want neither fame or fortune from my
stories These stories are accounts of sexual encounters I have had over the
years. If you enjoy them to let me know. If you do not tell me why. Email
me at Twins87@aol.com

I love my boyfriend, but he travels a lot, constantly almost. And I decided
I needed sex more often, so I decided to find someone I could trust and pay
for it. Sex is sex, love is love. I decided a few years ago to go for it
and get as much sex, as safely as possible, as I could. And I'd pay for it
because I was tired of the bathhouse and bar pick-up scene.

Jim had the best ass in three states (as the line went in American Beauty)
and I'd been enjoying sucking and fucking him off and on for a couple of
years...and I was glad to pay him $150 each time. Paying for sex seems odd
to many, especially for someone with decent looks who could get it for
free. But paying seemed to make it more exciting. Jim was an escort of the
highest quality.  I'd found him on the sex line with that delicious, sexy
voice. He is drop dead gorgeous with good Midwestern looks and my first
visit with him told me that here was a guy who like sex, had few hangups,
and knew he had a great body, an amazing long cock, a tight butt, and a
hungry mouth. Plus he was 15 years younger than I was and I enjoyed the
feeling of young meat

But after a few years, I wanted more. Yeah, it was good to get together a
few times a month, but I was getting more adventurous and I decided to see
if Jim would fulfill my fantasies. He did.

I'd always dreamed about guys in speedos, preferably wet speedos, ever
since I was a kid, it seemed. In gyms and though my growing interest in S&M
magazines, I also had some experience in body shaving and the sensuous
feeling of having my otherwise furry chest buzzed clean and my pubes shorn
to almost nothing or nothing at all. I'd also been introduced to the
sensation of poppers. I was cooking up a scene that would bring all my new
and old interests together...and I called my cool sexy dude to get his ok.

Jim was a good sport. "I'm getting a hard-on just thinking about it."

So I set it up for Jim to come to my place. Preparations for me: buy a buzz
razor, like the one used on me once, so I could shave my chest and pubes.
Then to the Speedo store to by a tight white bikini for Jim...sized 34
should be right. Then to the head shop for some poppers to heighten my
pleasure.

Jim was on his way over and I had some last details. Cut the lining from
the speedos--front and back-- so that Jim's 9 inch cock and tight ass would
show through. Get the speedo wet (warm water) in the sink. Finish shaving
my balls with a disposable razor. Put on some buzz music.

Now I could wait for the buzzer to ring.

Within minutes, I had Jim in my arms and was giving him my plans. Off with
his clothes in the bathroom. Put on the speedos.

While he was there, I took a hit on the poppers, to build the anticipation.
I stripped to my gym shorts to see the delight of my life. Jim was stunning
in his hot, racy speedos and after another hit on the poppers, I was
licking him all over, heading straight for his cock outlined in spandex and
then his ample tight asscheeks.

Soon I was naked and feeling the glory of my freshly shaven body, most
especially my cock. Getting sucked by Jim, with my head aswim, literally,
with wonderful sensations was utterly perfect.

And more, while Jim expertly massaged my cock with his mouth, I took a few
more hits of the poppers. And then I unleashed my last request--to eat out
Jim's beautiful ass. Down came his speedos and in went my tongue. Once we
had made it to the bed I could not stay away. In went my tongue, deeper.
And Jim's groans of pleasure gave me the encouragement to go for more. Soon
he was sitting on my face, his musky scent sending me even higher.

I never knew tongue fucking could be so delicious. Soon another hit of
poppers, and one for Jim, and we both exploded with orgasms.

It was a great way to spice up a sex treat...and that my good buddy was
enjoying it made it all the more pleasurable.  Jim and I have reenacted
this hot scene time and again. I spiced it up once with a hot shower scene,
delicately pulling off Jim's speedos under the rushing water as I placed my
face between his cheeks and ate away.

Dreams can come true.