Date: Sun, 9 Apr 2006 23:54:30 EDT
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: Straight Bars ... #7

Hey, guys . here is the next in the series .  hope you enjoy
..     I do appreciate all the notes I've received from the
earlier stories, and thank you for your continued support.
(And maybe you'll also send a bit of the $$$ support to
Nifty to keep this avenue open for our pleasures.)

Now let's get the "legal stuff" out of the way ...
This story contains graphic sexual activity between
consenting adult males ..
 if you are under 18 or in a geo-political area that
prohibits this type of literature. or you are offended by
homo-erotic story themes.  go click on your "Back" button
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 Otherwise, read on, and maybe `steam it up' a bit..   and
remember.. this is my story .. so please don't steal it, or
edit it, or send it somewhere else!


 Straight Bars . Part 7"       by CNJShore9


It was really just a typical Thursday evening when I dropped
into my "Irish tavern" and found my way around the bar to
the far side (the side nearer the door already being
filled), but it's a full-round bar so there is plenty of
seating.

In fact I sat down next to a guy that I have seen there
almost every time I've walked in.  He's not a bad looking
dude either!  He usually is wearing a hooded sweat shirt
over his bib-front overalls, hood down, and his hair slicked
and pulled back Segal-style into a little pony-tail.  I'm
guessing he is one of the deck-hands on a commercial fishing
boat, but have never been able to get him into conversation
long enough to get him to `talk' and find out for sure.
Tonight was no different.  I said "Hello", he looked over
and nodded - no sound.  "Yep" I thought to myself. "Mr. Chit-
Chat!"  And, yes, I have been in the men's room with him a
few times.. and he has some cute - but not especially
wonderful - equipment, so he's not really "high" on my list
of "I'd-like-to's".  (However, that could change. and even
become a story . but not tonight.)

The nice thing was, I had a clear view of the door to the
men's room on the other side of the bar.  I could easily
check the ins and outs of who was going and coming.   ..and
I was close enough that I could easily get up and around and
in, if something interesting happened to be heading that
way.  (c'mon, guys. two urinals, side-by-side, and no
shields..that's a cock hunter's delight!)

So there I was .  just `cruisin' what might happen over the
next couple pints, when I looked up and across the bar and
just had "that feeling" that the guy over there was looking
my way.  He was sitting between two other guys - obviously
friends - and they were chatting away on some deep
discussion of how another friend had just had to replace
half the walls in his basement - and all the details of the
water damage, and mold, and mess, etc..  But every now and
then his head came up and I swear he was looking directly at
me!  I judged him to be late 30's - maybe early 40's.  He
seemed shorter than the two friends on each side.maybe 5'7"
or so.and had dark curly hair and a beautiful smile!  From
the distance I couldn't tell the color of his eyes, but they
looked dark - probably brown.

I'm still wondering what the conversation over there had
turned to . I couldn't hear anything now, because someone
had just dropped some dollars in the juke box. but as I
watched, he pulled his t-shirt up and ran his right hand
over his flat abs.  No.. there weren't any beer can 6-packs,
or whatever.but it was nice and smooth . with a sexy trail
of dark hair running down from where his pecs would be
(still covered by the t-shirt) and into the waistband of his
jeans.

Then he did something most unexpected . he had the guy on
his left hold his hand out flat, palm up.and then he put his
own hand down over it in comparison.  What I did hear then
was something about "well. you know what that means. long
fingers.. long dick" .and I could see that it was his
fingers extending beyond those of his friend's.

All I could think was .. "another one of those short guys
with the big cocks!"   Have you ever noticed that!?!?!  I
had a roommate for a few months in the Army that was about
5'6", and only wore a size 8 boot. but he had a cock that
could be used for baseball practice !!!!  and that was when
it was soft .  (and, no. dammit!... I never saw it up and at
bat !)   .anyway.  I was definitely turned to "interested"
mode by what I was watching.

That's when he slowly (and I guess. I should say
"s.l.o.w.l.y") got out of his stool and stood up and turned
toward the men's room, looking directly at me.  Well.I'm not
the brightest bulb on my family tree, but that was as
clearly an invitation as I've ever seen.  So, guess what I
did !?!  Absolutely!!  I got up off my stool and made my way
around the bar to the other side and that "door to heaven".

Of course, as I came in, I checked and made sure that the
toilet cubicle was empty and then took the urinal to the hot
youngn's left.  He looked over at me, and obviously knowing
that the place was empty except for us, he said, "Hi."

Now that might not be a lot of conversation, but. in a men's
room it's a lot.  Usually, there is no `dialogue' between
`users'.  Men (or at least straight men, or those trying to
appear to be straight) tend to be very silent and
unconcerned in such circumstances - always looking forward
at the wall as if there is no one else there.  Me. well I
try to hold to those conventions, but I must admit that I do
`sneak a peek' when I can .

But he had "breached the walls" with a simple one-syllable
utterance.

"Hi," I replied.  ..and as I did so, I couldn't resist the
urge. I looked over and down.  And there it was!!!  It had
to be a full 5-6 inches "at rest" !!!  OMG!! What would it
be in "action mode" ?  All I could see was a beautiful, cut,
mushroom-headed cock.  It just had "all the right pieces in
all the right places", and I thought about how it would
taste and how it would feel if it were slotted into my hot,
horny crevice.

When I looked back up, I saw that he was staring at me . and
there was no doubt whatsoever that I was "busted" !!  Then
he smiled.  I thought I would just drop right there!

"Nice cock," he said.

"Sure is," I spluttered.

"No.  I'm talking about your's." he continued.

"Oh.." was about all I could get out.   I don't know what it
is, but even with having had more than a few `encounters' in
my day. I still get very tongue-tied when it gets down to
the `necessary reparte'.

About that time the sound of a hand hitting the door to open
it resounded through the room.  He winked at me and stuffed
that gorgeous dong back into his tight jeans.  I, naturally,
followed suit and tucked myself away, backing away from the
urinal and letting the auto-flush go into play.

As the big guy that had just walked in stepped up to the
urinal I had vacated, my "friend" and I did a quick hand
rinse and walked out.

When he got to his stool, he stopped long enough for me to
reach down and pat his ass as I continued around the bar to
my own place.

For the next 20 minutes we did the "I see you" peek and
play..  He, of course, had to keep a conversation going with
his friends.  Finally, I couldn't wait any longer and I got
up and headed back around to the men's room.

I took up my position at the left urinal and waited . and
hoped..   And, sure enough, a minute later, there he was on
my right.

This time he just reached over and took my cock in his left
hand and squeezed it.  So. what could I do?  But return the
favor.  I reached over with my right hand and felt the warm,
soft glow of his soft manhood.  It didn't take but seconds
and we were both holding raging steel-hardened plows!!
..and another "OMG" . that baby had gone to a full 8-9
inches of male prod!!  .. dwarfing my own 6.5.   What I
wanted now was to see what those baby-makers underneath
there were like.

"Do you have a place?" he asked.

It was just about then that I noticed the gold band on his
left ring finger.

"Yes," I quickly replied.  "About 3 miles from here."

"Great!" he answered.  "Can we go there?"

My first reaction was to just grab him up and carry him out
the door at a dead run!!!  .. but propriety and common sense
did step in.  "You bet!  Just let me `settle up' with the
bartender and let's get the hell out of here!!!"

"K" he replied (as if he were on-line).

Another quick hand rinse and we were both back out the door
and heading toward our respective stools.

As I tossed some bills on the bar as a tip, I watched him
"making excuses" to his buddies (probably, "the old lady
wants me home by .") and I headed back around the bar to the
door and my car.  He was only 30 seconds behind me.

"Follow me," I said (shades of my Infantry days!).

..and he did. right into my driveway.

We were both out of our cars and onto the front stoop in a
flash!  Of course I was so nervous that I had the usual
fumble-fuck trying to get my key into the lock, but managed
to succeed and get the door opened.  Once inside, the door
closed behind us, it was just wild, untamed, manly
abandon!!!

He grabbed me and pulled my face to his.  I put my hand
behind his head and pulled his face and lips into mine as
hard and as roughly as I could!!  This wasn't `love' or
`caring' - it was absolute and pure `manly lust' !!!  Our
tongues battled for superiority.   For a smaller guy, he was
damned sure an equal !!  We were both already moaning at the
ferocity of our encounter.  Our loins were pressed together
in equal readiness.

I could feel that monster cock of his throb and pulse
against me.

I went for the buckle and the fasteners of his jeans. I
wanted to feel it's heat as well as its magical hardness.

We were still just inside the door.  So I said "This way" as
I led him down the hall to the master bedroom.  As we were
navigating the halls, I was unloosening my own belt and
jeans, so that by the time we were standing at the foot of
the bed, we had both shoved our jeans down to our calves and
our cocks were standing tall between us.  Again, I felt a
bit "less".. but managed to put that out of my mind.

I grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and lifted it over his
head.  He obliged by pulling my mock turtle-neck up and over
mine.  Then our bare chests were together.  Mine is really
bare (about 16 hairs maybe), but his had a wonderful nest of
tightly downed, soft hair.  The feel of that against my
bareness was enrapturing.  I noticed that I was having to
hunker down a bit, but it just felt soooooo good.and I
lowered myself even more .. onto my knees to put my face
into that furry cleft between his pecs.

Oh. damn!!  Was this sooooo good !!!

I could feel that wonderous cock now dripping his sweet
nectar onto my chest.  Yes. I had to taste some of that!  So
I went lower.until I was eye-to-eye with his piss slit.

Reaching up with my right hand, I lowered that swollen pink
mushroom to lip level and did what any good cocksucker would
do.  I licked it and swirled my tongue around it and then
enveloped it into my lips.

I spent the next 5 minutes just worshipping that leaking
god.  And I use the term `leaking' very loosely. he was
gushing !!!  He tasted sooooo wonderful and it felt soooooo
right as it filled my mouth, and my tongue worked its magic
on the head, its corona, and the `v' spot on the underside.

He was still standing. so I pushed him back onto the bed
onto his back and shoved my head between his legs.  The next
thing he knew, I had his left ball in my mouth and was
munching it to both our delights.  My right hand was making
small circles on the lower part of his abs, just above his
pubes.  His ass was bucking up off the bed and he was
moaning louder!

Yes!  I had him where I wanted him!!  He was mine for the
time!!

I moved over to the right nut and gave it a hot bath.
Unfortunately, his balls were just too big to get them both
in at the same time!!  But damn! Were they ready!!!!

My nose was now getting wet from all the juice that was
coming out of his slit and running down his shaft.  Time for
another taste test!!

Letting his ball fall from my mouth, I started the trip up
the underside of his hot, throbbing shaft, tasting more and
more of his wondrous emissions.  I was beside myself.behind
myself.in front of myself.just wishing that I could be more
than just myself and enjoy more and more and more of him all
at the same time..but there was just one `me'.and that's
what I'd have to work with.

As I reached the top of his velvety soft, yet steely hard,
cock, I felt the rim of his mushroom pass my tongue's edge
and I just gobbled the whole head into my hot furnace of a
mouth.  He actually shouted ("OH SHIT !") as I took that
head into my oral orifice, and was rewarded by another jerk
and splooge of his steaming lava.

"Oh, fuck!" I thought .. I can't hold off any longer!!  I
just had to have that beautiful baby inside me.

So I re-spat some of that delicious goo back onto his cock,
raised up and moved forward over him, and then sat my ass
down on that throbbing, jerking, spasming rod !!!

It was big..and it hurt for a moment.  but I've been there
before, and it was gonna make me feel sooooooo good !!!
.and it did !!!!

As I began to rock up and down on his master spike, he began
to moan and raise his hips to fuck into me.

"Oh, yeah, baby... that's sooooo good," he whimpered.  "Oh..
Yeah.  that is such a great ass!! . Oh.  I could fuck that
forever!"

Me.. well. I couldn't talk.  to feel that wonderful cock up
inside me was just all there was, and all there could be.  I
could feel every inch of it in there . I could feel that
wonderful mushroom head stretching the inside parts..  All I
wanted now was to feel that baby fill me with an awesome
load of man-seed.

He, apparently, felt pretty much the same way from the other
side.  "Awwwww. Mmmmmmm.  shit man.. That is sooooo good!"
he kept repeating.  "Awwww. god.I could fuck you forever!!
OOOOOoooooohhhhhh.... That is sooooo nice!!!  Lemme give you
a load of hot man-milk.   I wanna fill your ass with my hot
juice!!  Can I do that?  Can I.  please???"

"Yeah, baby...  fuck me good . and yeah. fill me with your
hot cum. I want to feel you shoot into my insides. c'mon
babe.  fuck me good..  shoot that hot load !!!"

With that he began to really pound his cock into my hot,
hungry, willing hole.  I leaned forward and planted a sloppy
kiss on his tight lips.  He reached up and putting his left
hand on the back of my head, he pulled me in tighter.
Again, our tongues were locked in mortal combat.  He was
making such wonderful animal sounds.  I was moaning as I
sucked his tongue.

That's when he wrapped his arms around me and, very
surprisingly for a guy of his size, he twisted and I
suddenly found myself on my back and him between my legs,
which were now raised fully up and over his shoulders.  He
was pounding into me and, yes, his eyes were brown!!  And he
had a smile on his face that just wouldn't quit!  I knew he
was liking this. but hot-damn!! So was I !!!

That babymaker of his was just plowing into the most
sensitive places and making me buck and thrust my ass up and
onto his incredibly hot and hard and throbbing cock!!!  Oh.
jeeminez!!  My brain was going into overdrive and
outerspace!!!  It was just going numb and dull as my body
took over and responded to the thrust of his ass and cock,
digging deeper and deeper into me!!

OOOOOOohhhhhh, shiiiiitttttt !!!  Ohhhhhh, it's so
wonderful!  That man knew how to use his drill . like a
dentist - only GOODDDDD!!  Oh. all I wanted was to feel more
and more of his fuck tool driving into me!!!  More and more
is all I wanted.and all I kept asking for..    He was a
master of the fuck .. I can't believe that he was doing this
to me ..   He just kept slamming it into me .. Harder and
faster and deeper (if that were possible!).  I could tell he
was getting closer .. And I was getting that much closer as
well!!..

"Ohhhhh. fuckkkkkk.. It's cummin' .  it's gonna shoot.
oooooohhh, fuckkk. here it is.."  And with that he jammed
his cock into me as far as he could shove it and just
froze!!!  Then I felt the jerks, the throbs, the spasms as
he emptied his balls into my ass and guts like I don't think
I ever felt before.  All I heard was "nnnnnnnnnnnngggg!"

His face was as frozen as his previously pumping ass!!  For
a moment there, I thought he  was about to have a stroke or
coronary. I've never seen a guy soooooo intense !!  Then his
eyelids fluttered and he looked at me..

"Holy shit!!!  I have never.. Never.," and that was all that
was said for the next few minutes.

We stayed locked - him still imbedded inside me, my legs
over his shoulders - for several minutes.. Then nature
ejected his now totally deflated member from my man cunt.

"Wow!" he said.  Then he raised his arm and looked at his
watch.  "Oh Fuck!!" he shouted. "I was supposed to be home
15 minutes ago!"

"I know." I replied.  "I've been there."

He very quickly jumped out of the bed and began to grab and
put on his clothes.  "I'm sorry, but I have to ." he tried
to explain.

"I know." I repeated.   "I've been there."

".but maybe." I continued.

"Yes, I would too," he hastily replied as he pulled his t-
shirt over his head.  "do you go to the tavern often?" he
asked.

"I'm there once or twice a week," I replied ..  "but you do
know where I live.and here is my number," I continued as I
handed him a slip of paper with my cell phone number.

"Thanks," he said as he tied his second boot and almost ran
out the front door.

....

Damn! Those married guys!

.but.Yes. I do hope he calls..  however, of course, you
never know with those "married guys" !

....


I do hope you enjoyed my story ...  is it fact or fantasy?
..  a lot of you guys want to know that one...   let's just
say .  I don't kiss `n tell .  so .. do I f*k `n tell???
If you would like to tell me what you think . please feel
free to write . I do respond.. I can be emailed at
cnjshore9@aol.com   (and `flames' will be `extinguished')

PS:  I do know the difference between "can I" and "may
I"..but when you're in that place.  who gives a damn about
grammar !!!!