Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2000 13:55:17 -0800 (PST)
From: Jim Walton <jimw94596@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Spring Stud"   - first submittal / new author

"Spring Stud"
First submittal
Jim Walton
jimw94596@yahoo.com



	Seems like winter drizzled on forever this year.
Black skies and heavy rains have been interspersed
between a constant dose of daily dripping. It has made
it hard to get my much needed quota of hot guy
watching. I've been the only one running the trail
near my house after work most days. Good exercise, but
not much "eye candy" around.

	The sun finally came out last Sunday. My wife and I
woke up to bright light streaming into the bedroom and
decided to make a day of it by visiting a Home and
Garden Expo that was happening nearby.

	We got there just after opening. The sky was crystal
clear with temperatures in the mid 60s. Felt
incredible. Spring, at last! I wished I had put on my
shorts before we left. I was definitely overdressed in
my jeans and polo shirt.

	As we waited for tickets I noticed a guy in the line
next to us. He looked back at me and flashed a big
grin. He was about 6 feet tall, trim and fit. Had a
fair complexion and a full crop of dark blond hair. He
was wearing a tight pair of blue/grey running shorts
with black trim. Wore a black tank on top. Looked
sharp. His shirt exposed a luxurious crop of thick,
black chest hair. It spilled out above the tank top
and dripped down his arms to his hands and fingers.
God, how I love hairy, masculine guys.

	He kept looking at me and smiling. His bright blue
eyes were intense and cut right through me as I smiled
back at him. Some heavy flirting was definitely
beginning to happen.I loved his short mustache and
goatee. And I'm always a sucker for hairy chested guys
sporting facial hair. Hot. I was up for a little fun.
I wondered what would happen next. "Probably nothing."
I thought. "But, this is fun just the same."

	Once inside the gate my wife and I wandered through
the exhibits. We needed to find a contractor for a
house project, and this looked like the place to shop.
We spent a lot of time talking with various companies.
Cute, rugged, construction type guys were swarming
around the room. Quite a turn on for me. It had, after
all, been a long winter.

	To my surprise the hot stud I had seen outside kept
appearing near me in the crowd. I thought it was a
coincidence at first. But, every time I looked around
there he was smiling at me. Once I watched him mouth a
"Hi!" with his lips. Then I was sure I saw him look at
me and say, "I want you, now!" I figured I must be
fantasizing this one, and I laughed it off.

He must have come to the event alone. I saw a wedding
band on his hand, and for some reason that made him
all the more interesting to me. I was flattered by his
flirting, and felt a rush of excitement flow through
me straight to my cock. I do get incredibly turned on
flirting or playing with a guy in public when my
family is close by. I enjoy taking a risk once in
awhile. I was definitely ready to try that with him.

	My wife has no idea that I am bi. No reason to tell
her.  She does, however, know that I have an odd habit
of walking into poles when we are out shopping. She
thinks I'm gawking at displays of clothes or
furniture, or cars. In truth I'm always checking out
cute guys, and I end up bouncing into a wall or a post
from time to time when I'm totally distracted by the
view.

	I noticed that my new friend kept emptying and
refilling his glass of beer. As the hours ticked by he
became more and more relaxed, and his intentions were
becoming much more obvious to me. He would take a gulp
of beer and look at me while massaging the foam across
his lips with his tongue.His eyes cut deeper and
deeper into me as he stood there smiling across the
aisle.

	The place was extremely crowded, but no matter where
I turned, he was always nearby. He would turn quickly
away when he saw my wife at my side, and then he'd
turn back when she wasn't looking.

	"Shit." I thought. "This guy is so fucking hot. I
want him, but how?" I kept getting hard every time I
looked at him and felt his eyes meet mine. He started
staring at my cock. I know it was showing signs of
extreme stress by now.The insides of my jeans were
getting wetter and wetter. And my cock just wanted to
be out in the sun and playing.

	He started lightly brushing his cock with his right
hand as he drank the beer from his left. He didn't
seem to mind much who might be looking. The
combination of beer and sun had definitely loosened
him up. I glanced over from time to time to see him
rubbing a hand against the silky fabric of his running
shorts where his cock was protruding proudly. The
fabric wasn't doing a very good job of hiding his
little problem. Wasn't doing a damn thing but to make
it more noticeable!

	I know I was blushing at this point. This guy had me
totally turned on. I knew I had to have him. We walked
outside the I was surprised to see him standing in
front of a chemical toilet booth. He turned back and
looked at me with a "Come and get it!" look in his
eyes. Then he stepped inside and pulled the door
closed behind him. I noticed that the "Occupied" sign
didn't pop up by the handle as it does when the door
is locked from the inside. He left it open for me.
Shit.

	My wife went to get a cold drink, and I, of course,
felt the urge to step inside with him. I waited until
she was several yards away from me before I glanced
around to be sure the coast was clear. Satisfied, I
stepped in and joined my sexy stud.

	As I locked the door he pulled me tightly into his
chest. He had a big slurp of beer in his mouth, and he
forced it into my throat as our lips connected. Felt
refreshing and good. Our kisses became incredibly
intense and passionate. My tongue went deep inside his
throat, probing every corner. God, he was hot.

	I felt his hairy face against mine as I pulled up his
shirt to expose a full crop of thick, black chest hair
covering every inch of him. To my delight I saw hair
covering his back as well in a solid blanket of soft
down. I'm pretty hairy and I love watching other hairy
guys. God, how I love to play with hairy guys and to
nuzzle my face and goatee in their chests!

	We kissed and kissed, again and again like a couple
of horny teenagers. Then he undid my jeans and bent
down to slide my cock into his waiting mouth. He
pumped away like mad and I was on the brink of
shooting a huge load into him. But, I knew I had to
taste him first. I pulled out and slipped down to pull
his soft, silky trunks down below his knees.

	I only had his cock in my mouth for a few thrusts
before he came like gangbusters sending thick spurts
of sweet, rich cum down the back walls of my
throat."Fuck. This is fucking incredible." I moaned.

	He bent down, took my cock back into his mouth and
sucked like there was no tomorrow. I exploded. I have
no idea if anyone heard our sounds of enjoyment from
the "porta potty." I didn't give a damn if they did. I
knew my wife was waiting safely in a long, soda line.
That was all that mattered.

	I kissed him again and carefully pulled up my pants,
tucking my polo shirt inside. We kissed some more, and
then I carefully exited and closed the door. I heard
the lock snap shut.

	I met my wife over at the spa exhibit, and we
continued on our way. A little while later my hot
friend reappeared, kept following us, and winked at me
again from time to time. As we left the show to go
home, he did the same. He mouthed a "Thank you!" as we
got to the gate and motioned to his chest. I wasn't
sure why he had done that.

	"Hell." I thought." I should be thanking him. He gave
me my first taste of the pleasures of Spring." What an
incredible way to end a long winter. On the way home I
thought about the motion he made pointing to his
chest. I still wondered what he meant. My hand went
instinctively to my chest and caught on my pocket.
That was it! I put my hand in my pocket and found a
contractor business card. He must have put it there
when we were kissing. On it he had written, "I'm Ted.
Call  any time."

	"Hot damn!" I thought. "I sure as hell will do just
that. I'll call you Ted. Damn right, I will. I can't
wait to meet my hot spring stud again!"