Date: Thu, 20 Apr 2006 02:56:30 -0700
From: Jingjok <lizwrite@earthlink.net>
Subject: Taking Care of Business

Taking Care of Business

by Jingjok

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WARNING: The following story contains depictions of explicit sexual
activity. If the laws of your jurisdiction do not permit you to view such
material, please leave here at once and go where you can learn how to work
to change the laws of your jurisdiction. If you are offended by such
material, please seek psychiatric counseling to discuss why you are here in
the first place.

On the other hand, if you simply don't care for the type of material
indicated by the story codes, well, have a nice day.

gay, encounter, interracial, MM oral anal

DISCLAIMER: The following is entirely a work of fiction. All of the parts
in this drama are portrayed by mature actors who are masters of makeup and
disguise.

HEALTH WARNING: This story is a fantasy. The characters engage in
activities that could be dangerous to their health. No matter how keyed up
you get, always insist that you and your partner use protection.

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Paul looked at the ad one more time: "Asian college boy, 21, wants to hold
my golden, 5' 6", 125 lb trim body next to yours. My warm, brown eyes will
read your every desire. $60 out. Call pager #."

Paul had seen the ad a month before in the local gay rag, and now again
this month. Finally getting his nerve together, he had made the call, and
the appointment was made for the young man to come to Paul's townhouse this
Tuesday evening.

Promptly at 10 PM the door chime sounded. Paul jumped, and with his chest
feeling a little tight, advanced to the door.

"Hi, I'm Kee," said a young, very cute guy.

"Come in," said Paul. He led the way into the living room, where they sat,
a little apart, on the sofa.

"Would you like a drink?" Paul offered.

"No, thank you," said Kee. "I only thirst for you."

"Oh. Well," sputtered Paul. "Well, then, would you take off your shirt,
please."

Kee unbuttoned the colorful garment, revealing the warm, golden hue of his
firm, slightly muscular chest and shoulders. Noticing that Paul was already
barefoot, the Asian boy kicked off his shoes. Kee smiled when he saw how
wide Paul's eyes had become.

"You're very beautiful," said Paul, appreciatively. "I'll wait for a dimmer
light to take off mine."

"Before I lose all of my pockets, we'd better take care of our business,"
Kee said softly.

Paul, momentarily back to reality, reached into his shirt pocket and handed
the boy three twenties, which Kee stuffed into a pocket of his jeans.
"Let's go upstairs now," said Paul.

As they rose and started toward the stairway, Paul called, "Stop. Take your
pants off here. I want to follow your pretty bottom up those stairs."

Kee paused and unbuttoned and slid his jeans down, revealing his smooth,
slim legs, and kicked off his pants in the middle of the rug. He spun
around and wiggled his bottom and then slid the colorful bikini briefs down
and off. Kee tossed the little scrap of cloth onto his jeans. Then he
turned to face Paul and grinned.

Paul gasped and couldn't resist saying, "The five feet is hot, and the six
inches looks really tasty."

As Kee led the way, bouncing saucily up the stairs, Paul followed close
behind. "Stop!" the older man cried. "I want a taste."

Holding Kee by the hips, Paul leaned forward to the left, licked his lips,
and planted his wet tongue on the middle of Kee's golden cheek. Paul slid
his tongue slowly up the firm curve. With a sigh, Paul moved to the right
side and traced a sloppy spiral around and up, finally planting a kiss at
the base of Kee's spine. Letting go reluctantly, Paul said, "Go on."

They ascended two more steps and Paul again called, "Stop! Turn around."

Paul watched Kee turn toward him, and saw that the boy's dick was pointing
straight out, still covered by its brown sheath. Paul stretched his tongue
toward the knee on the left, and licked slowly up the soft, smooth skin to
the top of the boy's inner thigh. Something hard touched his right ear.
Paul dropped down to Kee's left knee, and repeated the sexy tonguing.

At the top of the thigh, Paul's tongue moved to the center of the boy and
clutched a smooth, round egg. The man licked across the dark, silken bag
and tongued the other ball. Drawing back, he noticed that Kee's cock had
risen to vertical. "Go on up," Paul ordered.

Kee turned and climbed higher. Almost at the top, Paul stopped him once
more. Paul leaned in and touched his nose to Kee's left cheek. He moved
and rubbed his nose around on the other cheek. Then he took the smooth
buns in his hands and gently spread them, revealing the tight, brown
pucker. Paul leaned in and planted his wet tongue over it. Kee squirmed, as
Paul pressed against the bud and pointed his tongue and fluttered it.

Paul backed off and raptly admired the golden beauty before him. The boy
smiled back over his shoulder. "Go ahead," said Paul. "Turn right."

Kee turned at the top of the stairs and saw the bedroom, with a big queen
sized bed. He ran toward it and slid face down, rubbing his dick against
the smooth sheet. He turned and faced Paul, who looked tall in the
moonlight that streamed through the window at the top of the wall. "Take
off those clothes and come here," the boy invited.

Paul had learned the drill appropriate for his age. Pants off first so the
shirt will cover what happens when he bends over. Then stand erect and
raise the shirt over his head, holding his posture.

"You look pretty good," encouraged Kee.

Paul hurried toward the bed and lowered himself onto the Asian boy, and
exhaled as evenly as he could. Kee smiled. Their faces were separated by a
couple of inches.

"Is a kiss included in the price?" Paul asked softly.

In answer, Kee's lips parted and the tip of his tongue darted across to
moisten them. Paul grasped Kee's shoulders, and they looked into each
other's eyes as their lips met. They both closed their eyes as their
tongues intertwined, and Kee's arms went around Paul's back.

Paul felt Kee's firm rod against his belly. His own hard shaft nestled
between the boy's thighs. Paul moved his cock back and forth a bit,
reveling in the smooth tightness, enjoying the feeling of Kee's dick
sliding between their bodies.

Their lips separated, and Paul lowered his head to lick the Asian boy's
smooth golden neck, first one side and then the other. Moving his hands to
the boy's warm flanks, he glided his tongue down Kee's firm chest. Paul
swirled wetly around a hard, brown nub, and was rewarded by the jumping of
the boy's cock against his chest. Pressing down and hunching up and down a
bit against the throbbing stick, Paul moved to worship the other nipple.

A new attraction lured Paul upward, and he swiped his tongue into a lightly
furred armpit. Turned on by the slight taste of salt, he crossed to drink
from the opposite well. Paul's tongue began to slide down the boy's body,
leaving a damp trail across the smooth chest and over the firm belly, on
it's way to dip into the small, sweet navel, where it elicited a ticklish
twitch. Paul's hands slid down the boy's warm flesh and played across the
piano keys of his ribs.

A hardness by his ear summoned Paul onward, and he kept it next to his
cheek as his tongue found it's way into a soft thicket. Paul moved his nose
against the base of the dark rod and took the silky ball sac into his
mouth. A moan from above accompanied a gentle touch on his head. Paul
rolled the jewels on his tongue for a while, and then licked his way higher.

The older man stopped to gaze admiringly at the long, brown stalk, whose
cover had drawn back to reveal a tasty looking plum. He grasped the boy's
firm globes and supported himself on his elbows. Paul slid his tongue up
the hot shaft until his lips surrounded the sweet fruit. He tasted a bit of
nectar there, and swirled his tongue around the head in search of more.
Kee's hands closed over his ears.

Paul raised himself onto his hands and knees to get a better angle, and
began to slide his mouth down the smooth pole, until it touched his throat.
Taking a breath, he opened the passage and hungrily advanced, until his
nose was buried in the soft, black bush. "Ahhhh!" he heard from above him.

The boy's hands pressed his head more firmly, and the man felt Kee's toes
try to grasp his dick. Paul's hands pressed upwards, lifting the boy's warm
buns, as he hungrily tried to swallow another fraction of an inch of meat.

Paul slowly pulled his lips back up the hard shaft, and felt the toes slide
sympathetically along his own cock. Tightening his lips, he plunged back to
the base of the rod, and the toes left him, as the boy pressed against the
bed to lift his midsection deeper into the engulfing warmth. The pair found
their rhythm, as the piston was pushed and pulled in and out of the hot
cylinder by the plunging man and the lifting boy.

The continued exertion caused both bodies to glow with perspiration. Paul
could taste a bit of salt, and felt the smooth spheres he was holding
become slippery. After a time that neither thought could go on too long,
Kee's body held still and grew tense. It seemed to Paul that the dick grew
still harder and bigger, as he continued to suck it in and out. "Ohhhh!"
cried the boy, as Paul plunged to the root and felt a hot splash deep in
his throat.

"Ohhhh!" again, as Paul quickly backed off to catch the next spurt in his
mouth. He savored the sweet taste, swallowing to accommodate still more
surges of the moaning boy's warm honey that flooded into him.

Paul slid his lips along the throbbing pole, milking every drop of the
slippery liquid. At last, Kee's hands pulled his head upward, and Paul fell
forward onto the boy's damp body. They smiled at each other, and joined in
a warm, soft kiss.

The taste of his own nectar in Paul's mouth turned Kee on again. His cock
firmed, and he humped it against Paul's belly. He could feel Paul's meat
throbbing hotly between his slippery thighs, and he squeezed them together,
startling Paul into a firmer kiss. The hard cock bumped into and beneath
Kee's tender balls.

Kee opened his legs, and wrapped them around the moving man, locking his
heels on Paul's bottom. The cock pushed into the groove between Kee's buns.
Paul moaned with pleasure, and tried to drive his lips through Kee's teeth.

Kee reached down, and felt how wet and slippery his backside was. He could
feel Paul's cock touch his hand as Kee moistened a finger and tested the
resilience of his bud. Adding a second slippery finger, he stretched his
own hole.

His manipulation was turning him on still more, and he grabbed Paul's neck
with his free hand, and deliriously crushed their lips together. Backing
off a little so their tongues could duel, Kee hunched his hips down and
raised his thighs, pulling Paul forward with his feet. Paul's cock touched
his hole.

Kee reached down, collected the slippery sweat of his buns on his hand, and
transferred it to Paul's shaft. He touched his own dick, found a little
more of his expended cum, and rubbed it onto his hole. As ready as he could
get without interrupting the proceedings, he grabbed Paul's pole and aimed
it, urging him forward with his feet. He tried to relax and push back as
the head stretched his opening. With a pop, the whole plum was inside.

"Ahhhh!" groaned Kee, as he grabbed Paul's hips to stop his forward motion.

Paul, practically on the verge of tears of gratitude, gently kissed the
boy, and rocked back and forth just the littlest bit, until he felt the
tight ring that gripped the head of his dick begin to relax. Paul felt
Kee's feet tickle his bottom and he began to slide forward.

They both began to moan together, rising in pitch and volume as the hot
tool made its way through the tightness until it was all inside. They
shuddered, and glued their lips together. They wrapped their arms tight
around each other, and sighed together as Paul's rod began to slowly pull
back through the hot tube.

Kee felt it slide almost out, and then move, a little faster, back into his
body. Out it slid again, and plunged back inside him. Kee struggled to
raise his hips and suck the meat in deeper. "Nothing," he thought, "nothing
feels this good!"

Paul was thinking exactly the same as the tight, now slippery channel
gripped his sliding shaft.

Kee felt like he was melting into a puddle of delirious feelings. Paul
raised himself by his arms and began to drive in and out faster, wildly
excited by the tightness wrapping his cock. Kee's legs unlocked and splayed
out to the sides, twitching uncontrollably.

Paul grabbed the boy's legs and placed the slippery calves on his shoulders
and pushed deeper into Kee's excited hole.

"Unnnh!" Kee groaned with pleasure as the big cock was in him just deep
enough, to the perfect spot. "Unnnh!" he groaned again, as he felt it
plunge in once more.

Paul reached down and rubbed Kee's slippery chest, and lightly pinched the
dark tits. Moaning appreciatively, Kee clenched his bottom, and flexed his
tight channel. "Mmmmph," groaned Paul, not believing his pleasure could
have increased.

"Mmmmm," Paul whimpered, as his excitement rose to a peak. He plunged
faster through the gripping muscles.

Kee could feel the cock expanding still more as it drove all the way in,
and paused. The fire in his nipples, and the hot poker in his ass, made Kee
scream as the cock pulled back once more, and then plunged to its deepest
point. "Ooooh!" cried Kee, as he felt the hot liquid splash inside him.

"Ohhhh!" shouted Paul, in the ecstasy of his cum. "Ohhhh! Ahhhh!" as he
drove in and sprayed his sperm again.

Kee felt yet another splash, and was beside himself with excitement. He
felt Paul's hand move and brush the boy's iron cock, making Kee cry out in
ecstasy. An explosion of white liquid arced through the air onto Kee's face.

Paul grasped the spurting rod and pointed it up, catching the next burst
out of the air on his tongue. The following shot took a lower trajectory,
landing on Kee's nipple. Paul dove to lick that treasure off the moaning
boy, and the next surge splashed Paul's belly, and dripped into Kee's navel.

Paul grasped Kee's shoulders, pulled himself close, and slowly turned them
together until they were on their sides, face to face. Paul licked off the
sweet juice of Kee's pleasure. The boy's knees were still drawn up tight
along Paul's body, and Paul continued to gently pump his cock into its warm
receptacle.

They lay there for a while, now and then kissing gently.

Paul's dick finally softened, and slipped out with a pop. "Ohhhh," they
both groaned.

Kee felt a drop of cum run down to his hip. Kee let go of Paul, and lay
back. He glanced at the bedside clock - it was just five minutes to eleven.
Kee leaned forward, kissed Paul lightly, and said, "I've got to go now. The
body of Kee must go, but the key to my heart will stay with you."

They stood. Paul tossed a towel to the boy, who rubbed the cum off of his
front and then perched sexily on one leg and wiped his bottom. Pulling on
his pants, Paul followed Kee downstairs where the beautiful boy performed a
saucy unstrip, finally to be covered again. They kissed tenderly at the
door, and Paul slipped something into the back pocket of the young man who
had made him feel so good.

"Goodbye," they said to each other.

"Call me," said Kee.

Paul closed the door. He felt sad at first, but then hugged himself as the
warmth of his experience flooded back over him. He collapsed into a chair,
and sighed.

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George heard the door of the townhouse close behind him, as he walked down
the sidewalk toward his car. Reaching into his back pocket, he discovered
another two twenties folded together. "Ah," he thought, "that 'key to my
heart' bit gets 'em every time."

George quickly got into his car and started the engine. Plenty of time, he
realized, to get to his 11:30. The old professor would want to be massaged
and fucked, and George could fake it to make up for the two cums with Paul.

"I've got to quit letting guys like that turn me on so much," he mused, as
he drove off.

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The end.