Date: Wed, 14 Aug 2013 06:29:34 -0400 (EDT)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Love on the big wheel

Love on the Big Wheel.

Feeling a little lonely after being dumped by Jacky I knew it would take me
 a long time to recover. Jacky was my special girl who was always there for
me  and I loved her very6 much. Well I still do come to that but she said
she does  not love me,
I guess I was taking her for granted and could not accept she  just wanted
to be a friend and that's all.
Being a red blooded guy Jacky was  a real cracker and I had constant wet
dreams of how it would be with her.
But  I tried to `fever the pitch' and her kisses seemed warm and inviting
so I took  it just a little more further and, in my passion, went a little
bit too far and  I know now that is what ruined the friendship. She said the
best thing to  resolve this was to stop seeing each other and that was
that...
So now I was  going over the old tracks where Jacky and I used to go; like
the seaside and  walking along the beach. She loved that and I really
cherished seeing her in her  very neat and sexy bikini. She was a mean swimmer and
took the waves in her  stride and it took me some time to reach her
standard.
But it was All worth  it just to enjoy being with her, chilling on the
beach and taking in the  sun.
She cared enough to massage sun tan cream over my body when I guess I
misunderstood the signals which I thought were sexual as well as just caring,
especially when she asked me to do the same to her. I can't tell you just how
 much I enjoyed that and how I had to camouflage the ominous swell in my
bathing  trunks.
I think it was from that moment on I misjudged Jacky and find myself
strolling aimlessly along the promenade. The only thing that had changed since
Jacky and I were last there was that they have now installed a Big Wheel
which  seems very popular.
I knew I simply had to put Jacky in the past and making  for a ride on the
big wheel, I tho9ught at least here there was something I  hadn't shared
with her in this place.
I purchased my ticket and was prompted  to take a seat in one of the
compartments. It was empty and looked like I would  have the whole ride to myself.
But immediately being me I heard this couple  having and argument. The guy
was calling the other guy a wimp for being  scared to join him on the ride.
"Okay I shall go by myself" he yelled and he  stepped back looking sulky
and rejected.
"Mind if I join you, he is bloody  hopeless" he said and I replied that
was fine.
But as we began to spin slowly  around-higher and higher I realized this
guy was not going to stop his forever  chatter. Mainly about `Roger' his
partner with whom he had had it `up to  here."
I listened sympathetically and resolved to let him get it off his  chest.
Talking of which he was easy on the eye and oddly, because I had never
thought of myself as gay, he was well charmed in that area and seemed to have no
qualms about  holding himself once we were on our way,  which looked a
million dollars. It came to the point that he could have go on chattering
forever but was away in my lusty fantasies again and, although this guy was, I
guess, about ten years older than I he still had plenty  I could readily
handle, especially after having been rejected by whom I thought was the most
beautiful and sexiest girl in the world.
I was thinking perhaps this is the  way for me to go, perhaps this is my
true leaning.
That took up most of the  first ride around and when we reached the exit
point I started to get up and  leave.
"Hey, where you going, there are three more to go yet?" The guy said  with
an enchanting smile, and the operator nodded in agreement.
"Four time  around for the price of two, mate" he said. It is a special
off -season offer so  you two enjoy huh?"
I saw this  guy's  partner standing there as we  started the second ride
and s
My new companion he completely ignored him. I  realized he was making a
point of sitting close to me, like he was making a  statement.
As we progressed he  commented about the lovely view out to  sea but I was
happy with the view immediately beside me and was thinking just  how good it
would be to delve between  his thighs and how that would solve  my lust.
"So have you got a partner erm - I don't know your name?"
"Pete"  I replied and as he had almost given me his life history told her
about  Jacky.
"She must be absolutely bonkers throwing you in" he lamented and said  his
 name was Michael but I could call him Mike.
Then he said  something that completely baffled me. "It was her loss and my
gain huh?"
And  that took up most of the second time around the Big Wheel because I
was lost for  words and I was thinking `what about the guy he is with. But
then I remembered  how I drew incorrect conclusions with Jacky and resolved not
to take seriously  what he said. I guess it was just a joke and remained
quiet for the rest of that  round, but all the time I felt him looking at me
and then, just catching the  look in those deep brown eyes I knew he had
something in mind other than just a  joke and that took up the rest of that time
around.
Starting the third it  seemed like we were almost an item and Mike  told me
 how he despised  Roger that was the glum guy standing below, that he didn'
t know why he had come  down with him for what he thought would be a great
break by the coast.
"He  is just hopeless" he said and I will be well rid of him.
Then he said  something that really took me back and set my lust in motion;
"He couldn't  even make it last night and there was me thinking just how
nice it would be  first time with him, just the two of us all alone. I tell
you Pete he couldn't  even raise an eyebrow and I did try. And I was
literally steaming for it! But  there was just no spark there and I gave it up as a
bad job and then today,  being here, I thought at least I would get a thrill
of sorts doing this - on the  Big Wheel I mean.

He paused a little like he was wrapped in thought. And then he looked at me
 straight in the eyes and whispered; "But now there is you and that is the
best  thrill of all."
I swallowed hard as felt him hand touch my thigh and his lips  just brushed
my left cheek. But the third ride was complete and he backed a  little
giving me a wink and   saying; "It is okay we have another one  to go" and it
is just the way he said that which meant he wanted to carry on  where he left
off.
But still in my mind; l  was dreaming - was it just  my lust getting hold
of the wrong end of the stick again, and was his touch just  purely a
friendly gesture. Or was it just me being utterly naïve! And how would  it be with
a guy anyway. Would he take me or would he want me to take him?. I  had
experimented in my late teens with male anal vibrators and felt that was
pleasant and thrilling, and I did manage a climax once or twice. I remember too
wondering how it would be with a real guy. But then the idea left me when I
met  a girl. I guess I must be bisexual or something.
The fourth and final round  would, I felt sure, bring the out the truth and
anyway, I hardly knew this  guy.
And yet, there was something about him that drew me to him, like we had
known each other before. He was the first ever man to have touched me so
intimately and even that felt like he had before, as a prelim of what was to
come. And immediately I was on a high again and rapidly ascending. I was so
pent  up that just such a touch would spur me on and set my  hormones asunder,
 and then come the suggestion of a warm sensual fuck,  I could soon be his
for the taking.
But on a Big Wheel ride? I was thinking crazy thoughts; I  blame Jacky for
misguiding me as to her intentions, yes that's right. It is all  her fault
and I have been left in a nervous wreck.
But we were on the fourth  turn of the Big Wheel, the final turn and now it
seemed Janice and I were an  item.
He was there discovering me like I always wanted. I said "what about  Roger?
"
"Roger can go do the other thing" he said. "I shall scramble him  after
the ride, you just don't know the effect you have on me do you  Pete?"
And as he found my half-mast (rapidly standing up) I said perhaps we
should wait.
He had her head perched on my chest and I felt his hand still  there,
working me generously - like it didn't want to move back, like it wanted  to
explore.
I would have loved that but was thinking that there should be a  time and a
place. This guy was scrumptiously hot and so was I, but it would be  better
to wait until we were private then I could really let go, and I was so
ready for that, I wanted it to be perfect and with Mike I felt it could be. It
was just that something and I felt we  were just made for each other.
I  was thinking all sorts of things when he touched me there. Like he had
not had  sex with Roger from what he said so I could be the one  to solve his
lust  following  the disappointment of the night before when Roger let him
down.
"I guess I have waited for so long, I can wait bit longer."
"You  mean you have never actually been with Roger?"
"No - never. I thought last  night would raise his flame, he would not let
me near his ass  but now I  know he is not my kind, but you are."
His  hand still did not move  completely away and I felt his warm breath
tantalize my face. It felt  divine      and at last I was beginning to
experience a  this guys appeal. And I knew too, which was important, how he wanted
me. I could  be all ass for him no problem, and I wanted that, I really did,
In my mind  was let's get out of  this thing and be somewhere we could both
 explode.
"I want you, I need you Pete!" he purred and there he was, his  tongue was
turning circles around my ear lobe, his hands tantalising me between  my
thighs, more than just touching. And quite instinctively I felt the warmth
and gorgeous feel him breast in my hand.
But what was we doing?, we would be  done with the ride soon and needed to
hang on. How would Roger feel, seeing us  clinched together? And, more
importantly; I needed to hide this devil may care  of mine which is lurching in
my pants thinking it is on a promise. And his too  which looked so big and
divine. I was just imagining how I could have sucked it  and played with it
before feeling it inside me..
Like many guys would know  that part of a guy's anatomy can often have a
mind of it's own and can sometimes  lure us to do all sorts of things we would
never do away  from the privacy  of  home.
When I was eighteen just three years back  I was training  to be  a car
mechanic and, laying almost beneath  the chassis of  a  Ferrari I realized my
eyes were perfectly in line for an eyeful  of  a veritable feminine chassis
and there was I, without realizing or planning, a  member of the underskirt
brigade.
I remember she seemed to be polishing the  bonnet and her hips were moving
spasmodically which created a very sensual  scenario for my eyes  to dwell
on.
But it was a great experience, she  looked absolutely stunning underneath
and those plum red black  laced  panties gave me an instant rise, and for the
next ten minutes I pulled myself  completely under the car and just let go
with an absolutely wonderful gorgeous  and very gratifying full-blown  wank
which must have been my best  ever.
But then, call it fate or what`? The wheel stopped when we were right  at
the top. And then a voice over the sound system telling riders not to be
alarmed, but there was a temporary fault, that the ride would resume in about
ten minutes, just to sit comfortable and enjoy the view.
The absolute glow in  Mike's eyes said it all and I knew we just could not
hold on. His lust was as  much wanting as mine and if this was going to be
the full Monty , there was no  holding us back now, we were as private as
could be and, looking out to sea, I  could see some cruisers drifting by and in
a moment I felt Mike's   cruiser  was on a voyage into a deep, thrilling
cavern inside my mouth and  it was heaven to  massage his cock in plenty and
taste his sex, sniffing  the nectar  and balling him frantically. It was like
I'd unzipped him  unconsciously and there it was, out in the open where it
belonged and deep into  my throat for a most wonderful and nourishing
pre-fuck experience. Already we  were  solving all those pent up urges and if we
only had ten minutes to  gratify them, then we must take the opportunity and
rise to the occasion.
And  I was certainly doing that. The frenzy of Mike's oral esteem as he
worked his  head  into my jeans and between my as cheeks ensured that, and I
felt  myself throbbing  for his fucking. I wanted then to discover what his
true  masculinity was all about, with those underskirt memories I was soon
under his thighs as he massaged his cock and balls against my face,  and I
just let myself go gloriously and then we were both enjoying each other
orally.  The smell of his cock when I pulled back his foreskin  was heaven and I
found he has already pre-cum  as I generously teased his throbbing cock
with the tip of my tongue feeling his mouth squeeze me and his hands cup my
balls as we both generated another gear, eventually reaching a perfect way to
 complete the union we both craved for, He fucked me deep and his moans
said how  much he wanted that, he was very generous with his movement and his
cock well  anointed my hole and I was a virgin no longer.  as we came to that
so  wonderful climax when the whole world seemed to be turning and not just
the Big  Wheel.,
"Pete we are turning again, better get ourselves descent. But, only  until
later. I will phone you, Let me get rid of Roger first. I want much more  of
you Pete, more that you could ever imagine. I reckon we are lovers  huh?"
.
I zipped up and cleaned myself with a hanky and watched Mike pull  up his
jeans  just in time as the ride was finished. I think my expression  said it
all. It was all I ever wanted.

Of course Mike  was to be the new partner in my life and thanks to  that
temporary hitch on the Big Wheel we were already initiated and primed for a
lot more of the same...