Date: Tue, 9 Jul 2013 03:18:16 -0400 (EDT)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Joe

I was so pleased and happy when I started to realize my true leaning. For
years I lived under the misconception that, because I wasn't particularly
attracted tin a physical sense o girls, there was something fundamentally
wrong  with me.
It didn't occur to me that I was gay or anything like that. There  were
guys who turned my head for a second look but that is all. I never ever
imagined I could have any sort of committed relationship with another  guy.
And yet I was fully aware of my sexual feelings. Sadly getting some sort
of satisfaction out of doing things with substitutes, like screwdriver
handles  and anal vibrates I picked up from a locale private shop.
But oddly even that  didn't turn my thoughts to how would it be with the
real thing. For example,  instead of pushing substitutes up my ass - I front
of a large mirror, finding  all sorts of ways to try and make it for real by
strapping my ass cheeks  together with duct tape, to stop the handle, or
whatever it was on a given  day,  from popping out of me just as I was starting
to get a real  climax.
Would you believe that also sometimes, that was when I was in a  certain
mood; I would spank myself silly until my ass cheeks went plum red. I  tried
sticks, hair brush backs and canes, stretching myself proudly over the arm
of my sofa and gave it a real tanning until the pain was overwhelming.
And  yet, all that seemed to give me lots of pleasure when, as the pain
subdued, my  bum became numb and created a most wonderful feeling of pure
sexual ecstasy,  which soon mean yet another good probing with the anal throbbing
 vibrator.
For months I was quite happy to please myself this way. I started  to spend
times at car boot sales. It is amazing what one can pick up from those
places.
With a wild imagination I found several items with which to  experiment,
like an old type hose with deep ridges on the nozzle. That gave me  lots of
wonderful sensations, and to stand up from the crouching position when I
inserted it, it was doubly as thrilling to feel it nudge and move inside me as I
 walked around squeezing my ass cheeks tight together to get maximum
sensitivity.
Then I met this guy called Joe. About ten years older than me he  was. I
imagined him to be in his mid-thirties but he did have a nice way about  him,
and I found him so easy and cook to talk with.
He was running one of the  knick knack stalls and, seeing me looking
intently at a box selection of bulbous  handled screwdrivers he asked what I was
looking for.
I was taken aback by  his sudden question, not daring to tell him what was
in my mind when feeling the  size of those bulbous handles.
But I did wonder if he had guessed because  knew I flushed and stuttered
with words, so much I was unable to reply to his  question.
He looked at me intently, his wide brown eyes wide open and alert.  It made
me think did he know what was thinking, maybe because of the way I  was
feeling and stroking those handles!
"'I've got a much better  selection back in the van if you'd like to see
them?" He asked
"How do you  mean?" I ventured.
"Well I live alone in a mobile caravan and delving with  knickknacks and
selling then at car boot sales keeps me fed and happy. I finish  in an hour so
if you can come back, when you have finished looking around, I  will be
packing up and you can come and have a look-see. My name's Joe by the  way."
"I'm Peter" I replied. He was friendly enough and I felt comfortable  with
him somehow, I can't explain why but he has a certain charisma about  him.
I found myself happy to do that. I don't know what it was but there was
something about Joe that pulled me. And I just had a notion that he liked me
also.
In fact, looking around at the other stalls I was wishing the hour  would
soon go by when I could get to know Joe some more and examine those
screwdrivers he was on about.
But it did and there was Joe, all packed up and  ready to go. It was a hot
summer day and I can't deny just how attracted I was  to him. He looked so
cool and good in short, shorts and a cool vest.
"Come on  then Peter" he said rather masterfully which I adored. He
reminded me of a  rather bossy elder brother when I was small but in a different
way.
He led me  to a beautifully designed mobile caravan which he had rented
land to0parkit for  the summer season.
"I work as a beach hand" he said, "so this is very close  and I am able to
enjoy the beach too.. Where do you work Peter?"
"I work as  an electrician. Mainly call-out work for a big firm.. You can
call me Pete by  the way."
"Fancy a lager, Pete?"
"I wouldn't mind, it is bloody hot today,  I could murder a nice cool
lager."
He showed me the fridge neatly packed away  in a corner and said to help
myself whilst he got showered.
"You can have one  after me if you'd like?"
"What a shower you mean?" I asked.
"What else?"  he grinned looking at me in a certain way which made me
quiver. I guess I was  getting into something I could never have envisaged, and
it was nice.
I  chilled and took a lager from the fridge; relaxed on the small sofa and
sucked  it up like there was no tomorrow. I was that thirsty.
I heard the shower  going and Joe was singing for all he was worth.
I was really settling down  and felt something was afoot with Joe. At the
time I didn't exactly know what  but my deep imag9inings was hoping it would
be something good.
When he came  out of the shower he was naked apart from a towel wrapped
around his lower half  and I was absorbed by his physique, he had a body to cry
for and it made me feel  a little incomplete.
"You know how to keep your body fit Joe!" I remarked. "I  should take
whatever you are taking for it!" I laughed trying not to be  embarrassed.
"I am sure you have your assets Peter. Just a little sexercise  will set
you right."
"Do you mean exercise?" I grinned.
"Nope, I meant  what I said. Now off with you to the shower room. If am
going to have you I need  you to be sweet smelling."
My expression must have said I was surprised by  that remark.. He must have
read my thoughts.
"Well the way you were rubbing  up those screwdriver handles and the like
was a real turn on and you know  it."
"How do you mean Joe?"
"I mean that you were fisting a hole in your  hand and plunging the handle
to and fro into the aperture. What was I to think?  If that wasn't a come on
and get me, I don't know what is. Now go and have your  bloody shower and
don't forget to soap[ underneath."
"He was so masterful and  all along it was like he had been reading my
thoughts, as I envisaged how that  screwdriver handle with the ridge would feel
inside me. The thing is, I wasn't  doing it as a come on, I was completely
in my own world and unaware Joe was  looking.
But I wasn't complaining. Something was happening I don't know what  but
it seemed right that I  should be there and as I showered, my body  quivered
with excitement.
And as I stepped from the shower room, towel  wrapped around me, I saw Joe
just stretched back on the sofa, completely naked.  He was gently massaging
himself like he was priming himself for  something.
"What do you think Pete, this is what you wanted huh?"
He  started to stroke himself there, along the shaft and cupping his balls.
I was  flabbergasted yet absolutely absorbed - he was so wonderfully
well-equipped and  I just stood there frozen, looking down at him. I did not
realize my towel was  slipping down so soon I was naked too."
"Not bad Pete. Do a twirl for me  huh?"
I did as he asked. It felt right and I took in his admiring look as I
twisted around to face him again.
"I simply love that cute tight bum of  yours.  Come, sit next to me and let
us get more acquainted. I want to know  all about you and how you do with
those screwdriver handles.
It seemed  ridiculous, having to confess I was into screwdriver handles of
all things. But  because I really wanted to make it with him, and because I
wanted to be  absolutely open and honest with him I told him all. How I
bought anal stuff and  played with them.
"That sounds really enterprising Pete. I would adore using  them on you.
Which ones do you like?"

"I have four favorites; Power Wand, Dark Lover Beaded anal vibrator, Anal
rotator- Dark Knight and
A Vibrating cock ring..."
"Pete, you and I are  going to have lots of fun. Next time bring them Huh.
I would love to try them  with you. And you like watching too, seeing
yourself do things in a well-placed  mirror, that is really wicked!"
The fact that he was talking about a next  time was very pleasing. I was
really falling for Joe. He looked absolutely  gorgeous just sat there, his
hand still massaging that gorgeously defined  penis.
"Would you like to see me doing things to you in a mirror?"
I  blushed a little and he said that was so becoming. I said I would like
that and  he replied that he could do better, he would arrange a camcorder
with a monitor  in front of me, so I could see him enjoying me in every way.
The thought of  that was a real arouser. I just knew our relationship was
going to blast away  all that stuff I did with myself, that to have another
doing it would be heaven  on earth.
He obviously saw my interest and said If I wanted I could touch it,  then
he could touch me too How sexy is that!?
I sidled closer to him  and  arranged myself so that he could reach me and
 me  him.
He prompted me to open my legs so that I was easily assessable for him.
That first touch was stunning, Just the feel of Joe touching me for the very
first time was glorious and I instinctively touched him too, the way he
asked me  to, squeezing my thumb and index finger around the girth to feel its
width.
"that's nice Pete. Now rub your fingers over my knob, ever so gently  so I
can take in the feeling and I will do likewise with you."

He had this way of teasing my cock with his finger nails, not scratching
but just the suggestion of a scratch.

"It's nice Pete. Does this feel good? I adore the smell of you."

"Wonderful" I replied. I was feeling myself rise up and was not at all
embarrassed. Joe made it seem like an everyday occurrence and made me feel
really good.

"That's better" he said breathing deeply. "Let me concentrate  on  giving
you a good time."

It was all so very wonderful, both of us enjoying each other
simultaneously. It was lovely and so soothing and I loved the feel of his hard  cock
throbbing in my palm.
"I am imagining just how good it will be to fuck  you with those anal toys
Pete." He whispered, teasing my cock and stroking my  ass, his finger was
lightly dipping between my cheeks and touching my hole. That  was divine.
"It feels well adorned Pete" he said gently delving a finger  around the
rim. "Well fucked too, no virginity there huh?"
I reminded him  that was not because I had been with another guy, but
simply the result of  regular anal vibrator usage.
"Well whatever, it feels so good. Turn onto your  side Pete so I can taste
you."
I did as he wanted and heard his sigh of  approval. I felt I wanted to push
my ass out for his pleasure. I felt so  chilled. I simply wanted to be all
ass for him to do with as he will.
This  was something really new. He spread my cheeks and popped his tongue
into  me  swirled it around and around giving me all sorts of new and unknown
 sensations which really made me want to feel the fuck of that gorgeous
hard cock  I had been feeling, the throb of it so divine and appealing.
As he did that I  automatically squeezed his cock as hard as I could and I
felt his response, his  hand on mine prompting me to stiff wank him, and to
stretch his foreskin tight  back.
"That is better than any bulbous screwdriver Huh?" He yelled.
It was  sure enough. It was lovely to feel Joe's searing cock. It was so
big. Bigger  than anything I had put inside me.
"If you want a fuck with a real time cock  you will have to prime it first
and that means lots of sucking, right?"
"I  got the message and realized that which would have seemed repugnant to
me  not  all that long ago was now something I yearned for. The feel and
taste  of fresh thumping cock in my mouth was now something I craved for.
I took to  the task immediately and felt it swell in my mouth. It was like
Joe was pushing  it into my throat as he gave my hole a deep, deep plunging
with his fingers and  then, as I sucked harder he gave me a really sound
tanning across my ass which  was sensational. To feel and take cock and the
sting of his hand spanking too,  was absolutely divine and I felt a deep, deep
overwhelming pleasure.

We simply enjoyed each other and it was magic to experience the touch of a
guy who really wanted me. All the time he was murmuring all those things
couples  do when emerged in explicit sexual explorations.
I was simply wallowing in  the touch, feel and smell of his cock and body
fluids as he continued to suck me  off both ways. I felt my cock slither to
his suck and he was indulging in things  that I had never imagined could be
so absolutely wonderful. His mouth placed  tight around my knob he blew into
my foreskin until it bulged like a balloon.  That felt really lovely and
then to feel just the tip of his tongue indulging so  sweetly my p-hole was
beautiful.

I was on a learning curve and no mistake. He wanted to try something else
too. He paused a little and managed to set up his camcorder with the monitor
 placed in front of me as he had me crouched on all fours expressing my
rear at  it's very best angle.

Then he went out of the room for a few moments, leaving me there, looking
at my rear end in the monitor screen. This was much better than straining to
 look into a mirror and IK felt good swishing my ass in different ways
which I  hoped Joe would like.
He was a wonderful guy and I so wanted to please him.  He was bringing out
everything I had held so secret, thinking it was all so very  unnatural.
Already he was making me feel, well, normal I guess.
I grinned on  his return when I saw in his hand a paint roller. He said he
was right out of  screwdrivers, but that this had a good rigid handle on it
which would do the  job.
"What do you think, Pete? He asked. "Look I have smothered it in  Vaseline
to make it better."
I examined it, the handle was hollow but I  guessed that would be fine and
told him I approved.
"You are a beauty! He  declared. "this I so want to do with you."
For the next I don't know how  long, he indulged me in the most delightful
and explorative way.
The sucking  was nice, the slapping was wonderful and his constant touching
and nudging of my  ass cheeks made me feel so very special.

Then I was treated to the touch of his hands exploring and stretching apart
 my ass, and the touch of his fingertips sliding each side of my hole,
which he  called his brown hole, exclusively for him. I said for him to be my
guest and he  gave me lots of divine sensations, smothering his face between
my cheeks as he  deep tongued me and then the slow insert of that ridged
paint roller handle  worked divinely.
I watched intently in the monitor all those things he was  doing and
enjoying with me. It was so lovely to watch and see. His face red and  glistening
with my juices as he really went to town and shagged me silly.
And  then the intent spanking, watching my ass turn plum red. The stinging
and then  the comfort as he massaged away the soreness before that feel of
his cock at  last sinking into me. It felt so divine as we built up into an
absolute frenzy  fucking. The climax came like a never-ending volcanic
eruption and we were  incensed in the aftermath of what was the most sensational
fuck.
This was to  be the start of so very much more good times with Joe.