Date: Wed, 24 Dec 2008 14:03:23 EST
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: New Story:  Straight Bars #17

Hey, guys....

I'm back!!  Sorry for the long delay(s).. but ..

    That's for my older fans...the ones that have put up with my stories
for more than a couple years...  and 'older' just means 'been here'... not
in terms of years.

Yes, ..and sorry... I've been a bit 'quiet' for a while.... But think I
have something to bring you back to attention finally.

In fact - something happened tonight that I just had to sit down and write
to you.


Straight Bars -- Number 17

I was going to have a quiet night.  I went out for dinner (nothin' special)
and then to a movie.

Of course, I did the usual 'check out' at the pee-station in the theater
with no "luck".  And then I was getting my small popcorn and large soda and
heading into the 1 of 10 "theaters".

What I found there was not really interesting either.

It's been sort of a challenge to me over the past few years from the time I
felt "totally out of place" if I was alone in a theater (without my late
wife) ... and now.. that I've become quite comfortable with it.. I check
out who is around me - ya' never know - and I seem to see more and more
single or grouped guys in there.  Tonight there were two guys in the middle
of the row I was in.  They appeared to be Latino, and both were quite
attractive at the time.  Maybe in their mid to late 30's.  Probably close
to 5'10" - not the little, short, young guys.  (not that I wouldn't have
fun with a few of them !!!!)

Where it seemed to get more interesting was when the movie finished and I
made a quick 'pit stop' back in the men's room (I did say it was a "large"
soda) and they came in together and stood side-by-side down at the little
boys' low urinals.

Now .. face it!.. we all know that you don't go side-by-side ... you gotta
leave a 'space between' especially when you piss with a friend!!  Shit!!!
He might see your 'willie'... or worse yet...  you might see his !!!!
(unless, of course, you're lookin' !!!)  C'mon... we all learned the "rules
of the john" when we first hit puberty!!!!

Of course...today... it generally means that you go pee in the toilet in
the cubicle rather than run the risk of being 'seen' with something hanging
out over a urinal!!!  Those nasty "pervs" are everywhere!  (you betcha - we
are!!!!)

Anyway.. the one nearest me hauled out a very hefty looking piece of uncut
meat.  It had to be a full 4-5 inches of natural cock in a totally soft
mode.  When he peeled back the foreskin and I could see his bluish-pink,
nearly sparkling, head... I had to grab hold of the flush valve to keep my
knees from totally buckling.

Somewhere in those two seconds, my bladder froze and my stream turned into
a trickle and then just stopped completely - and my cock started to grow!

Looking over toward him, he turned his head and looked directly at me.
Then he just winked.

"Busted" was the only word that came to mind.

Then he turned slightly toward me and all but 'waved' that glorious cock at
me.

I thought (to myself), "Fuck it...." and smiled back at him.

Then I turned slightly toward him and shook my now half-hard cock toward
him.

There is no doubt that we were somehow on the "same wave length".

That's when his buddy said something to him.  I'm not sure if I just
couldn't hear, or if it was in Spanish, or .... Croatian for that matter.

Anyway ... he got sort of a disappointed look and packed away his gear and
left.

"Damn!" I thought.  "That was sooooooo nice!"

I sort of hung around for a few more minutes, but everyone that came in
after that headed into one of the toilet cubes rather than the urinals.
Hey, guys!!! Get out there and display the wares!  Stop this hide in a cube
shit !!!  Us old pervs need a quick peek now and then!!!

So I just 'tucked away' and left, heading for the nearest (and best
'viewing') bar and grill down the road.

After all, this story is called "Straight Bars" - not "Sweet Meat Movie
Treat" !!

When I got there, I went in and headed for my 'first trip' into the men's
room to check things out before I actually went to the bar for a beer and a
munchy.

Nobody was in there when I went in, but a half-minute later, one cute young
guy came in and took the urinal next to me.  I would have guessed him to be
one of those 'cubicle hiders' had I seen him outside, but he apparently
wasn't - and even seemed totally comfortable with flipping his dick out and
having it exposed to view.

Gotta say, it was nice.  a true picture of the standard USA cock.  Nothing
oversized, nothing to distract... just a sweet, cut, mushroom-head with a
nice flare on a 3-inch stalk.

He did nothing to make it anything more.  He just relieved himself, then
shook it a couple times and packed it away.  Then he turned away, washed
his hands, and left.

I then tucked back my own (now half-hard) member and, washing my hands too,
left and headed out to have my pint and bite at the bar.

I ordered my usual Miller Light (in fact, the bartender had already picked
up the glass and asked if I wanted the Miller) and also ordered an
appetizer and got into watching the Cowboys/Raiders game.  (Don't ask!
.. I have to go to my daughter's tomorrow and put up with my Cowboys fan
son-in-law, who is not going to be happy!!)

So there I was... sitting at the bar and paying attention to both the game
and the door and hallway to the men's room ... when I noticed the two guys
from the movie sitting in a booth across the way.

As I looked over, the guy from the t-room looked up and met my eyes.  Then
he winked.

Oh...holy shit!!!  I thought.  It's gonna happen!!!

Without any hesitation, I slipped off my stool and headed toward the men's
room.  ..and wished.

I took up my position at the right-hand urinal next to the door and waited.

It only took a half-minute and the door opened .... And in he came.

As he moved into place at the left-side urinal, he looked directly at me,
smiled, and said, "Hi"

I looked at him and just smiled and waited.

When he unfurled that same beautiful cock from his fly, I just smiled a bit
more.  Then he hefted it out toward me, and I couldn't resist.  I reached
over and felt its weight myself.

"You like?" he asked.

"Oh.. fuckin' ... yeah!!!" I stammered.

"You want?" he continued.

"Oh. You bet I do!" I admitted.

"You have a place?" he asked.

"Yes." Was all I could respond.

"Then let's go," he answered.

"Wwww...www...what?  That fast?" I suddenly asked, feeling some
reservations.

"Why not?" he countered.

That's when I finally noticed that he didn't really have any accent.  He
sounded quite 'english', as one of the Pennsylvania Amish would say'.

"Well... because I don't generally just run home with some guy," I finally
got out.  "..and you're here with a buddy, ...and I have an appetizer on
order" I added.

"Neither do I," he answered.  "But we seemed to 'connect' back at the movie
... and my buddy wants to call it a night and go home... and I'm not quite
ready for that..."

"Is he a 'fuck buddy'?" I finally managed to ask.

"No ... we're just buddies .. both gay but not doing each other," he
explained.

"Ever?" I asked.

"Well... yeah.... We did have some fun a few years back.. but now we sort
of just keep each other company."

"...and go where you can when you find something?" I continued.

"Yeah... you might put it that way."

"Damn!!  Too bad there was that empty seat between us back at the movie!!!"
I added.

"Yeah," he responded.  "We might have had more in our hands than the
popcorn."

"Damn sure!" I said.

About that time the door opened and another guy came in.

As I had heard the approaching footsteps, I had let go of that hardy cock
and started putting my own back in my pants, while pulling the handle to
flush the urinal where I was, and turning to face the tile wall.

Oh, yes.... Eyes ahead... stare at the tile like it's going to reveal the
secrets of life!!

When the new guy walked in, all seemed to be quite usual.

As I turned to the sinks to wash my hands, my "new buddy" joined me.
Whispering over the running water, he said, "I'm Jose." (yeah, sure . and
I'm Peter!)

I responded, "I'm Peter."

Then he added, "When you're ready to go, just walk past my booth."

"K" I said.

When I got back to my barstool, I sat down and looked across to the booth
where "Jose" and his buddy were sitting.  At that point, there seemed to be
some discussion going on ... and then, they both looked over toward me.

I have to admit.  At that point, two thoughts crossed my mind.  First was a
semi-fear that maybe I was being set up ... and as soon as Jose was in my
house, his buddy would be there too to either hurt me, or rob me...or both.
I know...it's stereotyping...and not 'politically correct' ... but you
gotta humor me... I'm a Caucasian male!!!  ..and have these long-term
drilled-in prejudices.

As it was, I ate a few bites of my food order, slugged down the rest of my
pint, and headed out past his booth.  By the time I got to my car (SUV), he
was already out the door and pretty close behind me.  He climbed in the
passenger seat (after I cleaned all my crap out of it) and I took him home.

When we got in the house, we went thru the living and dining rooms to the
family room and sat and had a soda and chatted.  I won't go into the
details here.  He really seemed to be a nice young guy ... and when I
finally asked the "$64thousand dollar question"... he just replied that he
found older men to be much more satisfying sexually.  Younger guys seem to
like to suck/fuck/toss and cum - then run.  He likes slow build up and even
more slow recovery.

Damn!!! Talk about the Comstock 'Mother' Lode !!!  It was paydirt time!!!!

That's when he suggested that maybe we should move to the bedroom.  I
didn't argue!

As we did, he reached over and began to pull my sweater off over my head.

"No," I said.  "Let me."

And I undressed him down to his grey, boxer briefs.  From what I saw there,
I thanked my doctor for my blood-pressure meds!!!!

Then he said, "My turn."

With that he took me down to my black, trunk briefs.  Slowly and surely he
removed each piece of my clothes as he also touched me and stroked me and
leaned forward to nibble my neck.

As we stood there face-to-face, our cocks meeting (meating?) in our
shorts...  I said "Fuck it!"  and pulled his boxer briefs down his legs,
pulling forward enough to pass his throbbing erection.  When they dropped
to his ankles and he stepped out of them, I did the same to my own.

Now we were bare body to bare body and bare, hard cock to bare, hard cock

I reached down and pulled his skin down over his bluish, purple head
... then rubbed the tip of my grayish, pink, cut head against his to
capture a bit of his pre-cum.

Oh!  Damn!!!  I was in heaven!!!  I just wanted that beautiful cock on me,
in me .. wherever!!!

I pulled his skin forward, over the head, and put my cock tip-to-tip with
his.  Unfortunately, he really didn't have enough extra skin to really
'dock'... but it was still wonderful!!

I could feel its warmth and its 'welcome'.

That's when he pushed me back onto the bed and jumped on top of me, rubbing
his gorgeous cock against mine and my stomach.  Then he down-shifted
slightly and I felt his cock under my balls and between my legs.

"Clamp your legs tight together," he demanded.

Now... truthfully, I'm not into being 'dominated'...but that was a demand
that I followed on the spot~!  I could feel his manhood dipping into the
space between my thighs.  It was rubbing against that pleasure center
between my balls and my tight rosebud.

I damned near squealed with joy!!!

I couldn't believe how wonderful that felt, as he pumped his rigid manhood
in under my large balls.

"Fuck those balls!!  Yeah!!" I all but shouted.  "Awwww, fuck!!! Yeah!!!!"

He kept that up for a couple minutes, then with the grace and agility of a
Cirque de Soleil performer, he upended himself, turned and there was that
gorgeous cock right in my face.

As his mouth descended over my dripping cockhead, I felt him push his hips
forward and drive his delicious, uncut tool between my lips.

"Aieeee!" his groaned as his cock pushed its way right down into my throat.

All I could do is imagine the skin on his cock being pushed back by the
entrance to my gullet and the soft-yet-hard, rubbery head being nursed and
suckled by my throat.

"Holy shit!" I thought.  I never deep-throated before in my life.  I've
tried, but never been successful at getting it in that deep...and he just
went right past my gag reflex and I didn't even notice it.  Now that's a
cock one can learn to love!!!  It was simply "the perfect fit".  The size,
the slight upward curve, the head's shape and smooth surface... all went
together wonderfully.

We 69'ed for a good ten minutes, and I was getting pretty damned close to
giving up my ball- juice when he reversed his earlier acrobatic maneuver
and there we were, again, face-to-face and his spit-slicked cock was back
under my balls.

This time I reached over to my LubriDerm pump and got a handful of "lube",
opened my legs enough to get my hand in there to slather the lotion over my
crack and hole, then used my knees to push him back into the saddle.

The sensations I was feeling from his throbbing, jerking cock as it rode
the tightness between my thighs and drove it way against the underside of
my balls and blazed its way across the skin seam back to the edge of my
pucker, had me gasping for air in seconds.

After a few minutes of that, and as the tip of his seven, fully erect,
inches touched my asslips, I humped forward, dug my heels into his ass
cheeks, and drove him into me!

In one voice, we both shouted, "Oh... Fuck... yes!!!!"

I may have thought I was "in heaven" before... but now I was singing with
the angels!!!  I felt his ramrod drill its way deep into my most precious,
inner self.

You tops out there may think that it feels good to you ... but only you
bottoms know how damned good it can really feel when a hot, hard, rampant
cock is buried to the hilt in a tight, juicy, warm hole!!!

I wanted to laugh.  I wanted to cry.  I wanted to sing.  I wanted to
shout!!!  ..but.. what I wanted most... was to feel him inside me deeper
and harder and more demanding.

I wanted to feel him as he fucked me.  I wanted to feel him as he "shagged
my brains loose".  And I wanted to feel him as he finally reached his
climax and shot pints/quarts/gallons of hot man juice into my personal,
private, regions.

I was watching his face through all this, and saw his ecstacy.  No... there
was no 'bonding' stuff... it was just a 'great fuck'... but I was going to
make it his "greatest"!!

I wasn't expecting anything 'long-term'.... But I wanted him to remember
that fabulous fuck in the little grey ranch in the woods for a long time to
come!!

...and.. to me... it was just that.... Fuckin' fabulous!!!!!  He really
knew how to use that tool.

That's when it actually dawned on me that I had never really seen his
balls.  Strange how crazy things hit your active mind - even in the middle
of something so mind-blowing!!!

Somehow, I managed to reach down and in between us and feel what was
hanging in there...  and, believe me, I was not at all disappointed!!  They
were like two large plums, but being drawn tighter and tighter to the base
of his cock.

I ran my fingers down into the perineum and began to rub the under-base of
his cock.

He started to pound harder, and even began to moan and make near mewling
sounds.

I rubbed his perineum harder .. hoping to stimulate the prostate from
outside there.

He pounded harder.

My finger then moved slightly backward and found the wrinkled pucker,
drenched in sweat and body oils.  Inward I pushed.

Just as my finger went inside and I touched that hard walnut from the
inside, he shouted ...

"Awwwwwwwwwww fuckkkkkkkk!"

"Awwwwwww mannnnnnnnn!!!!  It's gonna!!!  It's gonna!!!!!

"Shittttttt!!!  Here it cums, babe!!!!  Here it cums!!!!!!"

... and I felt him start to white-wash the insides of my ass.

He grabbed my shoulders and drove himself deeper and as deep as it would go
as he trembled and shook and quaked and let fly shot after shot of hot cum
into me.  His whole body was as rigid as a steel pipe.  It just jerked and
spasmed and tried to get the whole thing inside me.

"Oh!! Holy fuck!!!!" I shouted as I rode down on that spike!!  I ground my
hips up and over and onto that throbbing, jetting, spooge-shooting pipe.

"Oh, Yeah!!! Babe... fill my guts with your hot jizz!!  Lemme feel it!!!
Oh... fuckkkk!!!" as my own orgasm hit!!  (yeah.. a really "look ma' no
hands") I painted his delightfully tight innie belly button with a quart of
grade-A cream !!!

I've never seen or felt anything quite like it.  Two shivering, quivering,
trembling bodies glued together by sweat and cum, just totally out of
control.  Trying to breathe, trying to rejoin the normal world, trying to
not just flash and burn on the spot.

As we came down from it all, he actually leaned forward and gave me a quick
kiss on the lips.

"Muchas gracias, amigo," he muttered.

"Muchas..." was about the best I could get back out.  I was totally spent.
..and the young fellow got up, got dressed, picked up his cell and called
his buddy .. I assume saying "come get me" because he went to the front
door and about 5 minutes later, he was gone.

...and that's what these stories are all about ...  quick encounters... but
'memorable' !!!!

This was another story by CNJShore9 ..  if you like... let me know... if
you didn't... let me know that as well (as long as your criticism is
'constructive') ....  As you should know, we authors for Nifty don't get
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for more stories.