Date: Sat, 12 Nov 2016 22:01:31 -0600
From: Charles Smythe <jasonsmythe7@gmail.com>
Subject: The Rainbow Lounge-[CS-73]-part-1-of-1

The Rainbow Lounge
Part-1-of-1

When I was eighteen years old, I heard a rumor that Rainbow Lounge a bar on
the other side of Fort Worth was a gay bar.  I'd always had `urges' to have
sex with a man but was always scared of trying. My older brother was
overseas in the army and I had his driver's license and I looked enough
like him for it to pass inspection. So after thinking about it for a couple
days, I got brave enough to go to the Rainbow Lounge.

It was slow for a Friday evening, maybe about seven people plus the
bartender. I sat down at the bar, ordered a beer. I guess I looked old
enough because I didn't get carded so I didn't have to show him my
brother's driver's license. As I sipped my beer I kinda watched everyone.
After a little while, an older guy sat down beside me and started chatting
with me. He was about thirtyish, about five foot ten, around one hundred
and sixty pounds, with wavy dirty blonde hair and "Magnum PI" mustache.
Cute but a little feminine,

After about an hour or so of bullshitting with me, he told me his name was
Nelson and asked, "Would you like to go to my house and have a beer?"

With no illusions what his intentions were, I said, "OK," and followed him
home.

While driving, my mind was going a million miles an hour in about a million
different directions. More than once, I almost turned off and drove home.
But the prospect of finally seeing what it would be like to be with another
guy was giving me an erection and kept my car right behind his.

Once in Nelson's house, he turned on some music and grabbed me a beer from
the refrigerator. Then he excused himself to go let his German Shepard out.

While he was gone, I looked around the house. On his refrigerator door was
a post card showing a man's naked ass with a caption arrowed to the asses
crack saying "wish you were here." This removed any doubt as to why Nelson
invited me here.

"That was from a good friend that just moved to Galveston," said Nelson
from behind me. "Awesome place. You need to go there sometime." I didn't
tell him that almost everyone from Texas had been there at one time or the
other. Ever summer my family went to Galveston for two weeks and stayed in
the Flag Ship Inn, the only hotel that was built out over the water. It was
cool standing out on the patio in the evening and watching a storm on the
horizon and watching and listen to the roar of the black waves crashing
into the beach.

Storms seem to draw fisherman. As soon as a storm blows up in the distance
they storm the beach like flies, standing knee deep in the water and
casting as far out as they can. The sun would barely be peeking over the
horizon in the morning when the old men with their metal detectors would be
sweeping the beach for lost articles. And I'm not sure if it would be the
same people or not but there would be a swarm of fisher man .

We talk for a while. Nelson told me about Galveston and I told him about
college. I was still in high school but I knew enough about UT at Arlington
to fool him. As to be expected when two guys get together the subject of
sex finally came up. I bullshitted with him about the girls from high
school.

This all was over a period of about an hour.

I got stiff from sitting too long in one position that when I moved a
certain way and you could hear my back "creak" from across the room. I
laughed and stretched out my arms and arched my back. I kinda snickered
after hearing multiple "popping" sounds come from my back. Hearing the
sounds, Nelson asked, "Would you like a back rub?"

"Sure," I said.

Nelson downed that last of his beer, got up and then helped me to my feet.
Then he led me up the hall to his bed room and told me, "Stretch out my
bed. I'll right back." Kicking off my Nikes and crawled into the middle of
his king size bed.

 Nelson went to turn out all the lights in the house and when he got back
to the bed room, he found me lying on his bed, still in my clothes. "Silly
boy. I can't rub you down with your cloths on," he laughed. Then he
proceeded to help me get undressed. When I sat up he pulled my t-shirt up
and over my head. Then pushing me down on my back. As I watched as he
unsnapped and unzipped my Levis. I felt his fingers touching my back and
legs as I arched my back for him to pull my pants off. Then I arched again
as he pulled my underwear off on his own.

His eyes went to my now exposed cock. I almost thought he was going to grab
it but instead he slid off the bed and started taking off his own clothes.
There I was, buck naked and watching him get undresses. When he took off
his underwear I saw his cock. It must have been eight inches and it was
just starting to get hard.

Then leaving on a bedside lamp, he turned out the overhead light and got
back into the bed.

He pulled out baby oil out of the night stand and started to apply it to my
back and shoulders. While he was doing that I felt his now rock hard cock
pressing against my ass. After about ten or fifteen minutes, he moved down
and started to work on my ass with the baby oil. He spent about five
minutes or so on each butt check and then applied some oil on my asshole
and balls.

My God, I was in heaven. This man knew what he was doing. He rubbed up and
down my crack pressing his fingered more and more against my asshole.
Finally he worked the tip of his index finger into my ass. At first it felt
weird. Then I felt a jabbing pain. When I started to move he stopped me,
telling me to relax in a very hypnotic voice. "You need this as much as I
need to give it to you."

His face was close to mine when suddenly he kissed my neck and then worked
his way up to my lips. For the first time, I had a strong desire to kiss
another guy. So I did. Sensuously, and with deep tongue. He returned in
kind, his tongue dancing in my mouth with mine.

Then without any other warning, Nelson flipped me over on my belly and
started massaging my butt cheeks again. Telling me how good it would feel
to have his cock deep inside of me, he propped me up into doggy style
position. And as much as I protested at first, deep down I wanted his cock
in my tight ass. I have to admit though that my legs were shaking from
nervousness. For one thing, his cock was so big I was afraid it would hurt
too much and I was also worried that I wouldn't be able to take it at all.
When I felt him grip his hand on my hips, I took a deep breath and braced
myself for what I knew was coming next.

When I chickened out, to buy myself some more time I spun around, leaned
over and licked the head and Nelson jerked. I kept licking and worked my
tongue into the pee slit. He moaned as I slowly sucked the head into my
mouth. I continued to suck the head as he jerked and moaned. I let more
cock into my mouth as I went down as far as I could. As his cock hit the
back of my throat, I gagged a little. I withdrew some and settled into a
bobbing up and down motion sucking his cock making sure not to go too far.

 I loved sucking his hard cock and the feel of it throbbing in my mouth. I
had wanted to suck his cock ever since we started talking in the bar. I was
sucking cock for the first time in my life and was ecstatic.

After a few minutes, Nelson flipped me back over again on to my hands and
knees and told me it was time. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled it so
hard enough to make my eyes water and made me beg for it. By the time he
was through with me, I was begging him to put his cock up my ass. I
couldn't believe that I was even saying it, much less that I really wanted
it.

Nelson didn't hesitate for a moment. After coating his mushroom head with
baby oil, he used one hand to spread my butt cheeks and one hand to guide
his cock into my ass. The first motion that put the tip of the head in,
hurt so badly that I was gritting my teeth and had my fists clench in the
sheets in pain. But Nelson was experienced at this as he was with massages.
He knew just what to say to put me at ease. "That's it, you're so hot, and
I want your ass so badly."

Once he eased the head past my sphincter, Nelson gave a hard push and drove
it in all the way to his balls. It hurt so badly that I thought he was
going to split me in half.

He moved very gently at first but then I started to get really fired up.
Before I knew it, I was yelling, "Harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass!"

He was shouting in return, calling me his "cock-loving slut,
take-it-up-your-ass bitch."

After about ten minutes, he was really fucking me hard. I mean, seriously
pounding my ass. Finally, I put my face in the pillow and put both of my
hands on my butt cheeks, spreading them apart. Nelson was big, and I wanted
to open myself up as much as possible to him. I wanted him to own my ass. I
begged him to cum deep inside of me. He tortured me for a while by making
me beg again and again for it.

Finally, all of a sudden he buried his cock in me and stopped. I could feel
his dick throb in my ass as I got what I really needed. His balls exploded
and he cummed deep inside of my ass. I loved it. I truly loved every bit of
it.

His cock started to move in and out of me again and I felt some of his warm
excess cum fall onto my balls and inner leg. After a minute of him just
laying on me, his cock when soft enough that it fell out of my ass. The
last thing I remember was him rolling me over, and him kissing me as he
played with my cock and balls, but I dozed off shortly after that.

I woke an hour later to him sucking on my cock. He was an expert. I
exploded into his mouth after a couple minutes.

I quickly got dress, got phone number and even though it was past my curfew
slipped into the house without being caught.

I definitely woke up sore the next morning, but it was worth it. When he
found out I was still in high school Nelson was a little pissed. But since
I was eighteen, well over seventeen, the legal age for sex in Texas he
forgave me. We saw each other quite a few times after that and anal became
part of our sexual ritual. Nelson liked to screw my ass, then pull out and
finish in my mouth.