Date: Fri, 02 Jul 1999 20:17:32 -0500
From: Letigre@hotmail.com
Subject: IOWA SEED PLANTER (Interracial / Fiction)

This story is fiction and all events depicted are for entertainment purposes
only.  Safe sex is safest when practiced consistently.


We sat near the window looking out over the city.  The moon was full and
the light of the city was flickering against the Dallas Skyline.  We met while
waiting for the elevator to Reunion Tower.  He said he was from Iowa, and
this was his first time in Dallas.  I decided to offer him my own brand of
southern hospitality.  The man was gorgeous.  Dark hair, firm build and
killer green eyes.

We finished our drinks while talking about the city.  He made a comment
about being tired and wishing he could get a nice massage.  I told him that
most of the places were a few miles from downtown, but if he was interested
I would give him a massage if he came to my place.  He was reluctant,
but after much prodding, he decided to accompany me to my loft.  I knew
then that I was going to have this guy.  He was mine, all I had to do was to
get him back to my place.

We walked a few blocks.  He commented on the skyscrapers and how
empty the downtown area appeared.  I kept watching this fine specimen
of a man while making slight responses to his comments.  We finally made
our way to my building.  He asked if I had a roommate.  I said no.  Then
he asked if there were more black people in my building.  I told him there
were only two in the building so far, myself and a broker downstairs.

He came in and I walked toward the window to open the blinds.  I turned
to him and said there was nothing like sitting in a my place with all of
the lights turned off.  He came over and sat on the other end of the sofa and
then asked if I was gay.  I said nothing while taking his jacket.  Then I undid
the buttons on his shirt to expose the hairiest chest beneath.  By the way
my name is Joey ... hello Joey, my name is Taylor.

Ten minutes passed and soon I had Joey almost undressed.  He was
really starting to get into this.  I slowly reached over to touch his now rock
hard nipples.  Next I found my way to a hard cock screaming to be
freed.  I begin to unbuckle his belt and undoing his fly, but he did nothing
but breathe really heavy.  I asked if he was OK.  He replied fine, this
felt so good.  Not long thereafter, I had Joey totally nude, and what
the clothing hid was worth the wait.  This man was fine as hell.  Not
your typical Dallas white guy, but someone who had been raised on
a farm doing manual labor.  I started massaging those nice firm cheeks
and he began to breathe really loud.  I couldn't take it anymore.  I
undressed and told him it would be better if we went to the bedroom.
Joey's shyness had completely disappeared....this guy was ready for
some action.  I kissed him and he reciprocated the same.  I thought
to myself, this man is conning me.  It was now or never.  I looked down
and saw the biggest cock I had ever seen ... black or white.  This
white dude was packing 11 inches ... compared to my 9 and I knew
then that I had to get this night rolling.  I kissed his nipples and slowly
made my way down to his massive manhood.  Not only was it long,
but fucking thick.  I went down on his pole and he jumped like he was
about to run.  I slowed my pace and he slowed his breathing.  I was
in heaven, this cock was awesome and the taste of his pre-cum was
fantastic.  Before I knew it, Joey had turned his head toward my
throbbing cock and took all 9 inches in his mouth.  Joey was
really going and I knew I was about to cum.  I couldn't stop sucking
his tool and soon we were both reaching our climax.  My mouth
began to expand larger than I ever thought possible with his delicious
cum and his mouth began to fill with mine.  He tried to swallow my
load, but I could see cum dripping from the corners.  I took all he had
and continued to suck that cock until he had no more to give.

We rested for a few minutes and then he said this was better than
he expected.  I couldn't help but think to myself, I want this dude to
fuck me tonight.  I began to play with his cock and soon it had gained
that massive status once more.  I am usually a top man, but there
was something about this guy that made me want to submit to him
totally.  I reached into the nightstand and took out a condom and
some lube.  Joey looked puzzled as I put a small dab of lube on
the tip of his cock before putting on the condom, of which I had a
small problem.  These condoms were not designed for men with
cocks the size of lysol cans.  He laid there while I positioned myself
over that massive tool and slowly lowered my waiting ass.  The head
of his cock was huge, but soon I was able to feel my ass opening
and the head was in.  I had to stop, this guy was stretching me from
here to eternity. Joey placed the other pillow behind his head so he
could get a better view.  I lowered myself a little more and soon I had
all 11 inches inside.  My body felt like it was on fire.  Here I am
getting the fucking of a lifetime and Joey is laying there with a look
of bewilderment on his face.  I pumped that cock with my ass and soon
Joey was in rhythm slamming against my ass on each intake.  This
must have gone on for an hour or so, because I had begun to sweat like
a mad man.  We both were sweating hard.  The bed was soaked
and I was just beginning.  I told Joey I needed to rest and he agreed.
I raised myself from that 11 inch pole and my ass made a suction
sound when it was finally freed.

After a few hours, I was awakened to find Joey ready for more.  He
didn't ask if I wanted to or not, he just pushed me on my back
and raised my legs to his shoulder and drove that hard cock into
my now waiting, but aching ass.  I couldn't resist.  During the
excitement I realized he didn't have a condom.  This man had not
only fucked my ass intensely, but he had fucked my mind.  I was under
his spell completely.  He plowed my ass like a jackhammer and
soon I could feel his cock expanding and filling my ass with that
Iowa seed.  After the best fucking since creation, we feel asleep.
I felt good with this guy...he held me all night and for the first time
in my life I felt completely secure in another person.

Every other weekend over a two month period we met either in Des Moines
or Dallas, but it will soon be a daily encounter ... I'm on my way to Iowa
to be with Joey, the seed planter.


This is my first story.  If you like my efforts, please let me know by
email:  Letigre@hotmail.com