Date: Thu, 15 May 2014 13:07:55 -0700
From: jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "The Heating Tech, Part Two" by Jay Roberts    Gay encounters

"The Heating Tech, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay Encounters

Finally my busy hands got the zipper fully down and then I grasped the
elastic sides of his knit. tight white under pants and pulled.

My senses were blasted at that moment.  First off I smelled an intimate
spicy odor that made my eyes involuntarily almost close with the effect.
But through the slit opening I saw a pale pink sculpture from a museum.
His flat stomach had a deep navel and below that a faint line of reddish
brown hair leading to a full (surprisingly) growth of semi curly pubic hair
covering the base of a cut cock of generous proportions.  It was slightly
hard and pulling a bit to the right. Later William told me that he had
always had too tight a cock cover and the ship's surgeon had trimming it
off.  What a lucky guy--I mean the surgeon.

I stared and smelled my prize and either my hot eyes or hot breath stirred
the beautiful flesh to react by slowly filling out and then sticking out
and finally rising majestically to his lovely boy belly.

"Do something!" croaked a voice from the enclosure.

Oh ho, by that remark I guessed that his navy buddies had spoiled him and
raised his passion sensibilities to a high level.  You can imagine how this
delicious man boy must have driven them all crazy.  He must have been the
Billy Budd of the ship.  And he must desperately miss those hot mouths
since he has been discharged into civilian life.  I always liked to help
the needy and this boy was needy.

I tenderly grasped his prick that was vibrating up and down slightly.  I
heard him gasp.  It must be mind blowing to not see the person but only
feel the tender stimulation.  And I intended to ramp this up further.

His cock was fleshy, almost a loose cover of smooth flexible flesh over a
steely interior.  I moved that flesh up and down, just a bit...and then he
produced pre cum.  It filled my nose with intimate smells and my own cock
jumped to stiffness in my pants.  With my free hand I unzipped and dragged
it out.  Then I continued wanking him gently and wanking myself at the same
speed.  It almost felt as if he was doing it.

Time now for the real stuff.  I leaned down and passed my tongue over the
leaky head, capturing the droplets there.  Heard him exclaim the "F" word
into the heating space.  He did it many times that morning.

I wrapped my arms around his large smooth butte. It was big like he was and
well shaped.  Now with this good position I opened my mouth and put it over
the head of his dick and lapped a few times.  His big hands grabbed my head
and he fucked forward trying to get into my hot craw, uttering "fuck" over
and over.  This boy was under my control.  If I stopped, he might just die
and if I continued he would sail into the world of sensation and supreme
lust.  What was my decision?  Are you kidding?  I allowed his fabulous cock
to enter completely and whirled my tongue around it and sucked gently.

He knees buckled slightly and I moved by bracing hands from his ass down to
his muscular calves and held tight to keep him from falling off the ladder.

"Hey Jeff.  I'm so hot and haven't jizzed in a long time.  I don't know how
long I can hold out for the first cum."

"The first cum!"  I had a sperm factory here.  Might as well get over the
first act.

I let his cock slide back into my throat.  He was moaning up there and
gulping away.  Shit, let him enjoy my great technique.  I tongued him and
swallowed allowing my throat muscles to massage his sensitive prick.  That
caused spurts of pre cum and more howling from above.

What a guy!

Suddenly his knees bent slightly and his grip on my head in his large mitts
increased...almost painfully, as he neared his ejaculatory pitch.

He began fucking my mouth and wailing away with his cum song.  Maybe it was
a sea shanty. Then came the deluge.  Wow my boy sure could cum, with force
and volume.  I gulped and swallowed as fast as I could but when I thought
it was over, then came another three shots.

At last his cock softened slightly and I thought he would come down the
ladder, but instead he ordered, in a deck officer's voice to stay where I
was.  I think he liked the comfort of being sucked by someone he couldn't
see.  Maybe the strangeness was a turn on.

What's going on I wondered.

End Part Two