Date: Tue, 15 May 2007 15:17:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: T. Chase McPhee <survivalgame@yahoo.com>
Subject: For Sale By Owner 12

The story below is a work of fiction, set in the
format of reality. Any resemblances to real people,
alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in
nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon
persons, in towns, cities, countries, nor governmental
areas, which the story is staged. If a sexual scene
involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then
you should not read this story. Additionally, if you
are under 18 years of age, in most state and
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law. Check with your local laws regarding such. %
Sexual safety matters. Remember guys, this is fiction.
In real life, use protection.

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"For Sale By Owner" 12
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee

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"By the way, bro, I got a message here from Greg and
Carlos."

"Greg and Carlos? Where are they?" Alex asks.

"On their way back to Lake Quinn."

"Back to Lake Quinn?" Alex says, alarmed.

Alex thought about it for a second.

"Oh shit! Dave the limo driver was supposed to pick us
up," Alex says, worried.

"Correction," Knapp says, "he was supposed to pick up
a party of four, but only took Greg and Carlos."

"Devon stayed?"

Almost as excited as being left behind, Alex was on
edge, for Devon's sake.

"Where is Devon?"

"Downstairs, resting up. We had a `busy' day," Knapp
says.

"Hmm," Alex replied, "not as busy as us, I would
think."

Knapp just smiled.

"So, where do you want us stationed tonight, big bro?"

"You two guys are on the pool, with Ari."

"Cool."

Alex took it to mean, to the good!

"Are you sure you have enough waiters?"

"Yeah. Marty, Mike and Dougie will cover the tables.
And guys?"

"Yeah?" the two answered.

"Don't hesitate to call Big John if things get out of
hand."

"We won't," Kyle told him.

Knapp left them, to answer a question at the bar.

Alex directs to Kyle, "Who's Big John?"

"This six foot, three inch muscled dude. Believe me.
You don't want to tangle with Big John. C'mon, I'll
show you what we're wearing tonight."

Down into the basement room, Alex followed Kyle, to
his quarters.

"I wonder how far Devon and your brother went?"

"I'm not sure, but Knapp was saying he was `the one',
so I suppose they took it all the way."

"Wow. Maybe we'll get that lucky sometime."

"Like maybe tonight? Huh? Huh?" As Kyle teased Alex,
he poked him in the ribs.

"Cut it out!" Alex said over and over, til they wound
up in a wrestling match, on the bed.

Push led to shove, then Alex pinning Kyle to the bed,
led to a kiss, then another.

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Alex, I want you inside me."

"Now?"

"No, not now, doofus."

"Well, I was saying. I'd much rather be in the mood."

However, Alex wasn't in the mood to let Kyle up and
off the bed... yet. Looking down into Kyle's dreamy
eyes, Alex couldn't help but kiss his lips over and
over. Soon a hand was up and under Kyle's tee shirt.
Being a faster worker, Kyle lifted Alex's tee shirt
off and over his head. Right away, both hands played
over the eighteen year old's hairy chest and stomach.

"Mmmm.... I love all this."

"Good enough to taste?"

"Yeah," Kyle liked the suggestion, licking his lips.

Changing places, Alex's shoulders took a dive bomb
into the mattress. He took Kyle's place. As Kyle got
up, he finished stripping off his own tee shirt.
Quickly, before the moment alluded him, he leaned
forward and took one lick over Alex's hairy nip.

"Oooooooh," Alex goaded him on.

With his thumb, Kyle massaged the wet nip, while his
tongue went for the other.

After Alex moaned in such pleasure, Kyle said,
"Somebody's got sensitive nips?"

"Like I just found out? But not as sensitive as
elsewhere."

Kyle took it as a hint. So, he sat up on his knees,
staring at Alex's face, as his hands busied with his
shorts. Slowly, he undid the buckle of the cloth belt,
then the button. In seconds he was at the zipper,
dividing the canvas cargo shorts down the middle.

"Yeah right. Look what those sensitive nips made
hard?"

"I didn't say I wasn't sensitive."

"Now we'll see which is more sensitive."

Of course it was a stoopid question, as Kyle peeled
both shorts and briefs down at the same time. As soon
as Alex's cock and balls were unveiled, his cock
sprung up, fully erect, bouncing along with the spring
action of the bed.

"Mmmmm.... from the deep, deep stretches of Eden comes
Alex's humongous threat!"

"Heck with the works... just get with the action,
Kyle?"

Kyle giggled, but quickly did as requested. Alex put
both hands behind his head, flaunting his hairy pits.

"Ooooooooh," He sighed, when Kyle's tongue licked the
length of his 9.5c.

Then, holding his cock upright, he licked Alex right
between the balls, up to the tip and then engulfed his
cock. He popped off suddenly.

Pointing at Alex's cock, he said, "No way I'm getting
this all the way down!"

He meant down his throat, but Alex was just as happy
with what Kyle was doing to him, which is repeating
the slurping action of licking the head of Alex's cock
over and over again. Then he would put his whole mouth
over the head and pull off, making slurpie sounds.
Quite by accident, or maybe it was because Alex got
tired of being tortured by `mouth-on, mouth-off', both
hands captured Kyle's head in his palms and pushed
down, to keep Kyle's orifice on him.

"Yeaaaaaah," Alex sighed.

Even though Kyle had voiced his opinion about taking
Alex's whole 9.5c down, Alex's pleasure zone thrived
on the feeling of Kyle's mouth keeping him warm and
his tongue swirling around and `round.

"Oooooh that feels so hot!"

It's then, only ten minutes into the blowjob, that
Kyle announces, "I want you inside me, Alex."

Contrary to fifteen minutes ago, Alex was now
`totally' in the mood. The one problem is, since Alex
never fucked a guy, he wondered which position.

"Well?" Kyle was running out of patience.

"First get out of your shorts?"

"Oh yeah. That would help."

Then, as if by instinct, Alex sat up. After ditching
his pants and briefs, Kyle lay down on the bed.

"Um, have you got a condom?"

"You don't need one. As Knapp would say, `you're the
one'!"

"Hmm..."

It was prolly against all better judgement, but
something deep inside suggested to Alex to forego the
condom.

"Well?"

"I sense the same."

"Then?"

Then, going gung ho Alex took charge, moving around,
flinging Kyle's legs up onto his own shoulders.

"Any lube?"

"Um, yeah. You're spit."

Alex rolled his eyes.

"I can tell you were never a Boy Scout!"

So, Alex went to the chore of greasing up his 9.5c,
spitting like mad into his hand, rubbing it over the
tip, then around the sides. As soon as he put the tip
up to Kyle's ass, he discovered something.

"Oh man are you tight!"

"Told you it's the first time."

"I'll say."

"Well?"

"But it's going to hurt you," Alex sensed anxiety.

Sometimes love hurts.

"What are you doing?"

Before Alex could get the gist of Kyle's motions, the
tip of his cock was already in. Kyle had impaled
himself on the tip, using the headboard as leverage.

"Ahhhhhhh.... ooooooh shit!" Kyle screamed, arching
his back.

Alex backed out.

"No way," he said to Kyle.

"Yeah c'mon."

"But it's killing you, Kyle."

"Only for the first time."

Alex thought about it. Even though it's his first time
entering a guy, he's not oblivious to how it could go.

"Are you sure?" Alex asks.

"I want you in me, Alex."

So, through the motions, Alex went, slobbering up his
cock. At the same time, he felt himself harden up to
the max.

"Here goes nothing," Alex said.

His eyes were trained on what he was doing. Maybe a
ploy so he didn't have to see Kyle in pain.

"Do it! Fuckin' do it, Alex!"

So, he `did it'. With one quick thrust, he plowed his
way inside of Kyle's tight hole.

"Ughhhhhhhhh! Aghhhhhh! Oooooooh!"

Sure Alex felt for Kyle, but at the same time, he felt
Kyle's hot insides surrounding his fucking tool. More
now than ever, he wanted to keep going. He pulled out
a little, then pushed back inside, doing the same
thing over and over.

"Are you okay, Kyle?"

Kyle didn't answer, but Alex didn't press for words. A
syllabic response told them both the worst was past;
the best yet to cum! Nothing was said by either, only
tones of pleasure spoken, as Alex worked his tool in
and out of Kyle's crevice. Before they started, both
were cool as cucumbers, but now they sweated
profusely, filled with the heated rush of the moment.
Soon Alex couldn't hold back, sped up the pace and
pulled out.

"Noooooooooooo......I want to feel you inside me."

"Shit!" Alex complained.

Quickly Alex stabbed Kyle and just in time!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh aghhhhhhhhhhaghhhhhhhh ooooooooh!" Alex
cried out as he thrust himself in.

Once he got started, it didn't matter how Kyle felt.
The only important thing was to shoot all of his wad
deep inside.

"Oooooh yeah... ooooh yeah..." slowly the orgasm
seemed up to the potential.

One thing was left undone. Kyle's hand was already
around his own 7.5c.

"Oh no you don't," Alex swatted his hand away.

In seconds, Kyle was grabbing at the pillow, his cock
spurting it's white load, led on by Alex's hand. Alex
fell into the bed.

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©2007 T. Chase McPhee
This story may not be sold, nor made part of any
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