Date: Thu, 25 Nov 2004 21:12:18 -0800
From: Ike Fan <ilikeike@fastemail.us>
Subject: Vegas Stockboys

What's so cool about Vegas stockboys? At least the ones I meet right
after their work. First, they're legal. Two, they've got hard bodies
from the hard work they do all day lifting and bending over. Three,
they're as horny as hell. Four, they reek after working all day, I LOVE
that smell, and they can go home to their g/f's and wives after we've
had sweaty fun in my van in the parking lot and the girls are none the
wiser. I don't make 'em shower first the way their women do! Five, they
spread the word, so there's always new guys calling me, from different
markets all over town. Six, I keep odd hours, so I'm usually always
available to meet 'em in their parking lots right after work whether
they get off at midnight, 2AM, 6AM, or anytime in between.

Me, I like young guys, all young guys get me going, but it all started
when I got a crush on one at my local market. I sent him a letter with
my e-mail and cell, and got lucky; he called. Always looking for head,
he was really cute with a little moustache, short brown hair and
piercing blue eyes, about six inches uncut. He really liked my work,
because he recommended me to about four of his coworkers, and before
long I had a regular route going, almost every night. Most of 'em are
straight and just want to get head, which is great, I LOVE giving great
head and don't have to have anyone do anything to me unless they want,
but the other day I really lucked out and this guy I'd been with about
five times said "Got a surprise for you tonight... I didn't wear any
deodorant today!" as pulled of his shirt, lifted his arm and said "You
can lick my pits if you want" and Dude, did I ever go to work. He
smelled GREAT, the hormones in that smell drove me CRAZY. Drove him
really wild too, because he said "I got another surprise for you...
tonight I want to do something for you" and he started slipping on a
condom on that thick nine, almost ten incher of his. I couldn't believe
it, he's really bone thin skinny and I'm, well, pretty damn fat, but
there it was, the biggest hung stud of all my Dudes and he WANTED to
fuck me. "You've gotten me off so good so many times and I've never done
anything back, but tonight, I'm gonna make you cum FIRST." Most people,
including his friends, thought he was butt-ugly, but at that moment, he
was the hottest man on the planet to ME.

And damn, did he EVER. Make me cum first, I mean. He was slow and
careful, and I don't think I'd ever been fucked more slowly. At first.
Then when it really started feeling good, he seemed to know and picked
up the pace, and by the time we hit the end he was slamming me so hard
and deep I went out of my mind, cumming the most intense orgasm of my
life and cum just pouring out of me in one unending stream instead of
spurts. I think I screamed too. My ass clamped down on his cock at the
same time, and he unloaded too. Just awesome. It was amazing that
someone didn't see the van rocking or hear our grunts and my scream but
I usually park someplace fairly deserted, but not so deserted it looks
suspicious. Afterward he turned me around, still inside me, and kissed
me. I mean really kissed me. None of my guys had ever done that, and it
was awesome. He really is a beautiful young guy, inside and out, and he
was amazed he was able to fuck so deep and so hard... his g/f is a
little thing and couldn't ever take him harder than the first five
minutes.

So that's my story, hope you liked it, and if you're a horny stockboy at
a Las Vegas market, e-mail at ilikeike@fastemail.us Dude! You don't have
to have a monster cock, want to fuck, or kiss either... I'm just as
happy to get you off only, and I like all of you... never saw a stockboy
I didn't instantly want to give head to.