Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2007 10:51:22 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Andy Goes to the Sex Ranch" Part Two by Jay Roberts

Well Andy checked in.  They recommended he dress in casual slacks and a
polo shirt and slides.  "Skip the under pants," Bobby told him, "It only
slows things down."  Andy noticed they had redone the cubicle.  Nice
wallpaper and bookshelves, a lap top and a large screen TV.  He also now
had a recliner and a big double bed.

Bobby told him that he was hard up and it was difficult to go back to his
role of usher.  "I would like to rape you right now."

Bobby's admiration was a good tonic for Andy and kept him confident and
half hard.  People passed his window.  They looked in.  A few looked really
hot, but no one came in.  Naturally their curiosity made them throw the
naked switch, but Andy got used to that.

About two hours into his shift a man about forty stopped outside Andy's
little room, and he called a young man over to the window.  Andy turned on
the speaker so he could eavesdrop.  "Son, this guy is just what you like.
Come over."

They stood together and looked at Andy.  The younger man was obviously the
older guy's son.  "Dad, he looks a little like you.  That's a little sick
isn't it."?

"Sick or not Charlie, you're getting a growth in your crotch.  What say you
press the switch and check the dude out."

The boy looked to be in his late teens.  His hand was shaking as he snapped
the switch.  Andy purposely allowed his legs to splay so that the kid could
get an eyeful.  Andy could see that the boy stared a long time and his lips
were in the form of a "wow".

"He might work out.  Why don't you go to the lounge and I'll go in."

The door swung open.  Hell, he was as cute as a bug.  Maybe 18.  I never
had anything to do with someone that young except when I was that age. Andy
held out his hand, "Hi, I'm Andy."

The kid took his hand in his slim boyishly small hand and shook it
tentatively.  "Charlie.  That other guy was my Dad."

His voice was shaking.  Andy decided not to dive into anything sexual.
"Have a seat Charlie.  Lets get acquainted and talk a bit.  Do you do
things with your Dad?"

"Naw, he's straight as a .....something."

"He seems to be okay with you liking guys."

"Yeah, that's a nice thing about him.  He's very tolerant of fags."  "Come
on, that's pretty harsh language.  Take me for instance.  I really like
making out with guys, but I do girls as well.  You might consider not
cutting off half of humanity."

"That's an interesting idea.  I have gotten a stiffy sometimes over a
girl."

"Have you had much experience with boys?"

"Only with one boy....Davey.  Nothing heavy.  Just a little making out.  No
oral.  But we don't speak to each other any more because he blabbed the
whole thing to the whole school."

"Would you like to get comfortable?  I could remove my shirt and you might
do the same.  Sitting here with bare chests is a way of breaking the ice."

The boy slipped his tee of his head revealing a hairless slim upper body.
His pure white chest was as smooth as marble.  Andy whistled in
appreciation.  "You are a knockout!"

"You really think so.  I always felt like a nerd.  Hey, eh, Andy, that's
your name, right?  Could I touch your chest?  I see you have a little hair
in the center like my Dad?

He reached out a shaky hand and touched Andy's right pec.  Andy sighed.
This was a hot experience with this virginal boy.  Andy caressed Charlie's
smooth cheek then rubbed his warm shoulder.  Charlie purred in pleasure.
Andy stared at the boy's pink lips that were pursed in concentration.  He
leaned forward and placed his lips on the warm lips and just stayed there.
Soon Charlie's armed reached up and surrounded Andy's shoulders and he
pressed back slightly.  Andy stayed pressed.  Charlie's lips opened
slightly and the tip of his boyish tongue peeked out.  That was more than
Andy could stand and he opened his mouth slightly and touched the little
tongue.  Soon they were breathing hard and exploring each other.  At last
they separated.  Andy stared into Charlie's warm brown eyes.  "What would
you like to do next?

"I don't want a big sex scene, no suck or fuck.  But if it's okay with you,
I'd like to see your dick and maybe play with it."

"Sure, I'd like that."  Andy lowered his pants.  He wore no underwear.  His
mighty organ and balls were exposed to Charlie who lifted his prick gently
and studied it.

"It's so hot to the touch.  I see you have a little moisture at the head.
Does that mean you like me touching you?"

Andy had to clear his throat to answer.  "I sure do.  Lift my balls, they
want some attention too."

Charlie slipped his cool hand under the heavy scrotum and weighed the ball
sack.  He tickled the underside.  Andy's ball sack began to thicken in
reaction and the balls lifted higher to the base of his cock.  Charlie
began stroking him.  More dew appeared on the head and the odor wafted to
Charlie nose and his own cock began to life and get hard.

"Do you want me to stroke you too?  Andy asked.

"Maybe not this time.  May I just continue with you?"

"Yes, but I am getting pretty worked up.  I might come soon, especially if
you speed up your stroking and hold me a little firmer."

Neither spoke as Charlie continued.  Charlie signed and slightly moaned, as
he was thrilled with his actions.  Andy was beginning to grunt as his cock
hardened and began flexing.  He could feel the shaft beginning to fill with
cum and his thighs were getting stiff and ready to go into fucking motions.
He put a hand on Charlie's boyish arm.  "Charlie, I am already ready to
spew.  Do you want me to cum?  What should I do with the spooge?"

"Yeah," Charlie cooed, "This is so hot.  Maybe I'll stop and just let you
want to come.  It feels so powerful and so hot.  No, I'll take pity on you
and let you get off.  I'll catch it.  Tell you what, stand up and I'll get
behind you."

Andy stood.  Charlie pressed against his backside and put one hand on his
tit, flicking it as he masturbated the breathless Andy.  In a minute Andy
doubled over as his orgasm hit him.  He began to shoot streams of cum that
Charlie caught in his cupped hand.  When the semen delivery was over,
Charlie showed Andy his brimming palm.  "It smells good.  I wonder if I
should taste it.  I will.  He stuck the tip of his tongue into the sperm
and made a mock epicurean smack of his lips.  "Tasty!"

Andy said that he was sorry that the poor puppy didn't get to cum, but then
Charlie grins and blushed and pointed to the spreading wet spot on the
front of his pants.

They embraced.  Charlie said he would come back and they could do some
really great things.  He waggled his eyebrows.

There was two more hours to his shift.  No one asked to come in to his
little "sex cabin" as he named it.  He brought some historical tablets to
put into the three-dimensional projector.  The Ranch's library had loads of
sex tablets, but he figured there is enough sex here without them.  Bobby
stopped by and they chatted unto it was time for Andy to leave.  "See you
Wednesday," Bobby called out as he left.

He had just turned on the lights in his room and took off his outer
clothing when he saw the tiny red light over the large window blink.  Some
one must be looking him over.  He ignored it and settled down on the couch.
He decided he needed a nap.  He felt himself slowly sliding into a deep
sleep when he became aware of someone in the room.  He peeked out of one
eye.  It was a Marine, in full uniform.  He closed that one eyes and
pretended sleep.  The Marine took off his dress hat and dress blouse.
Through the eye slit Andy could see that he was as wide as a barn in the
shoulders.  He had a bland American Boy look.  His intense blue eyes
glinted through his small eyes.  His best feature was his wide mouth with
puffy center.  Andy guessed him to be about 20 years old.  The Marine came
close and stood over Andy looking down at hi m.  Andy could smell him, a
mixture of Irish Spring and fresh boy sweat.  It was delicious, and made
his cock begin to thicken in his one-button release coveralls.  The Marine
continued to stare down at Andy, and Andy could here him breathing as if he
had run a mile.  The front of his uniform pants was standing out in an
erection.  "How long will this standoff last," thought Andy.  His question
was answered as the Marine spoke sharply at him.  "Rise and shine fuck boy,
the Marines have landed."

Andy rose to a sitting position.  "Slow down jarhead, no need to shout.
You paid your money and I guarantee satisfaction.  Why don't you slip into
your birthday suit and we can see what that will lead to."

The young Marine seemed to quiet down.  "Name's Wesley.  I already know you
are Andy.  You want me naked?  Naked I'll be, but you get stripped as well
for a short arm inspection.  "Course I already seen you gotta long arm."
He laughed at his own humor, but he did begin to undress.  He sat on a
chair and took off those heavy brown shoes, then slipped off his uniform
pants exposing his strong, blond, fuzzy legs.  He had those power upper
legs that made Andy weak.  Next off came his green issue shorts.  His
thick, uncircumcised cock lay against his generous balls, a cloud of dark
blond hair decorating the area above his shaft.  Next his shirt.  Wow,
thought Andy, what a chest.  It was hairless with big pecs.  The tan skin
produced almost olive colored tits.

"You are a credit to the service," cooed Andy, now getting real big and
hard.

"You're a real love doll yer self," breathed the Marine getting more
Southern as his passion increased."  He pointed down to his rising cock,
now much bigger than one would guess from seeing it in the flaccid state.
"Ya wanta taste this?"

Andy was resigned to the fact that this was going to be a typical straight
boy getting his rocks off.  He got on his knees, and took the kid's cock in
his hand and moved it around a bit.  "Stop playing and start sucking," he
ordered in a rough voice.  Andy liked the cock.  Good clean taste.  It rose
and thickened.  He swirled his tongue over it as it disappeared in his
mouth.  He sucked slowly for a short time because the Marine pulled back
and stood in front of him.  "I'm a dirty boy, ain't I?  I shouldn't do
this, it's queer."  He lifted Andy to his feet.  "Do you think I should be
punished?"

Andy caught on right away.  He sat on the wooden chair and patted his bare
knees.  "Get over here you really are bad and you need to get your ass
wacked."

The Marine dropped his head in shame and went over to Andy.  Andy pushed
him so he was across Andy's bare legs.  It felt good to have that big
muscular ass to look at and feel those warm full thighs against his.  He
lifted his hand and wacked one cheek.  The fine skin of the boy showed his
hand print like a picture on his ass.  Wesley let out a sob, and blubbered
that he was sorry for being bad.

"I'm not finished with you boy," Andy shouted and began a steady pummeling
of the tender ass in front of him.  The ass was bright red and the Marine
was full out crying.  "Okay Marine, get up and stand straight in front of
me."  Andy was amazed to see that the kid hadn't lost his erection and in
fact it was bigger and harder and his pre cum was leaking out.

"Kin I pleasure you, sir?"

"What do you mean pleasure?"

"I mean I bin bad and I 'serve a fucking."

The Marine leaned over the desk in the corner of the room, he placed his
hands on each side of his ass and held his cheeks apart.  His rosey rose
bud was exposed, begging to be filled.  Andy moved over stroked the
wrinkled opening rapidly.  All the way from the Halls of Montezuma came a
choked cry.  "Put yer big cock in me.  Make me howl."

Whew, Andy was really getting with the domination scene.  He rested the
head of his cock in the opening.  "Push back baby Marine."  The kid pushed
back and the head of Andy's big boy entered.  The Marine was making noises
of pain. "You might as well bear up because I'm coming all the way in."

Andy pushed and pushed and then suddenly the entrance doors opened and he
slid in to raucous grunts, curses and blubbering from the fuckee.  He began
a hard fuck, this was basic training for the service boy.  Pretty soon he
felt the kid beginning to go into a regulation orgasm.  He screamed like a
girlie and began a fucking motion with his hips and delivered his
government issued sperm onto the desk.

"Thank you, sir.  I needed that.  Now I can go for a time without feelin'
guilty fer lookin' at other guys in my outfit."

He dressed and left.  Andy wondered what he would do if he got another
customer right away.  While he didn't come with the Marine, he was pretty
wiped out from the activity.  Then he got an idea.  He used the intercom to
call Bobby and ask him for a sex stimulant so that he would be ready for
the next customer.  Bobby came on gave him a nice kiss and opened a folded
paper and offered him the pills and he had a glass of wine for him.  "How
many should I take?"

"Well, one will do for getting it up when you want."

Andy grabbed three and swallowed them quickly and slurped down the wine.

"You nuts Andy.  You'll be a sex nut with that dose."

Andy waved him off and lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.  Sudden his
eyes snapped open.  His cock had sprung into a heavy erection and was
jumping and vibrating.  He was so hard, he couldn't sleep on his stomach.
He lay on his back, breathing audibly and tried to sleep.  Meanwhile a man
was looking into the window with the nude switch turned on.  "Holy crow,"
he said aloud.  "I've got to get that mother of all cocks in my mouth."

He came in.  Andy jumped up.  The visitor was a tall Arabian gentleman.  "I
Raza and you are going to be sucked like a vacuum.  Get your pants off,
now!"

Andy checked him out.  He was at least six foot six.  His heavily bearded
face framed his large white teeth and big dark eyes.  His eyebrows were
verdant enough to make a wig for an ordinary man.  He threw off his shirt
and dropped his pants.  The man was big and muscular and hairy all over.
Andy usually was not crazy about very hairy men, but the total package was
so sexy that he revised his opinion.  Then too, the drug was making him
anxious to have a climax, in fact he was so stiff, it was throbbing.

Apparently he was slow to undress and the violent man ripped at his thin
fabrics outfit and it torn off his chest and his pants were shredded.
Somehow this added to his passion.  He felt like he was going to be raped.
But then thick rubbery lips surrounded his prick and an oversized tongue
slavered over his cock and even reached down to simultaneously stimulate
his balls.  His head was swimming.  No matter how uncouth the man was, Andy
fell in love with him this minute.  His balls were churning; his cock was
leaping in passion.  "Come beauty," his guttural voice ordered.  Andy felt
the room swirling in a mist and he could no longer resist the power of the
sucking man.  He gave in to the moment and allowed it to just happen.  At
first his body locked tight.  He moaned in frustration as he longed to cum.
His lower body was thrusting, mouth fucking, trying to get more sensation
from that suctioning mouth and whirling tongue, then it hit him, like a
freight train coming toward him as he was tied to the tracks.  There was
screaming and sobbing in the cubicle....it was him.  The dam broke and he
surrendering to thrust after thrust of creaming cum, splattering into the
hot mouth, but much landing on his chest.  The Arab rubbed the stuff over
his hairy chest and crowed in triumph.  "No one can hold back from my
sucking."  He grabbed his clothes and dashed out.

Bobby came into the room.  "You're a mess Andy.  Let me help you into the
spa so you can get cleaned up."

"Okay, but who was that bearded man and when can I get another time with
him?"

"We are not allowed to reveal much about our customers, but I can tell you
that he is the head of a Middle Eastern kingdom.  He can have anyone and he
chose you.  Quite a compliment.  The management knows that we were lucky to
get you.  You have something special that drives men mad......me included."

Andy got cleaned up in the old-fashioned real water shower.  He warmed
himself in the heating room and got the automatic massage machine
treatment.  He was well relaxed, except for his dick.  Bobby noticed it.
"You over did those pills.  You're still hard up.  Do you feel that you
need another cum?"

"I do, but not that rough stuff.  Maybe a gentle fuck.  I've never been
fucked.  I'm a little afraid, but you are the one I feel safest with."

Andy got submissively up on his knees and elbows.  Bobby was already hard
and he greased them both.  He entered slowly.  "Oh, oh, this is a new
feeling.  I am giving myself up to you.  Just the feeling of turning over
my release to your control is exciting.  Fuck me easy and fuck me long."

Bobby was out of his mind in excitement.  The man he loved so much was
under him, turning over control to him, a young guy.  He slid in.  Hell, it
felt so good.  He stared down at Andy's beautiful back and saw his cock
entering Andy's private place.  It was heady.  Andy was softly moaning, but
then he began a serious of grunts as his stimulated prostate was sending
signals to cum.  "Yes love, do cum." Bobby said in his ear.  "You need to
cum.  Don't resist."

Andy shouted out.  "Oh shit, it's here.  I'm dying of pleasure."  His cock
sensed Bobby's orgasm hitting the walls of this insides and his own orgasm
took over like and controlled him.  Large spews of cum shot into the sheets
below him as he mewled and cried in thrilled excitement.  When the storm
passed, they kissed.

Bobby said, "If you continue to pleasure the customers, I will support you
when you need a friendly lover.  You are safe as long as I watch out for
you. But there is something new here that I want to show you."  Bobby led
the way through a tunnel that Andy had not seen before.  At the end there
were similar stages like the ones Andy had seen before in the older part of
the establishment.  Bobby took him over to the window of one of them.
Inside there was a young man, perhaps about nineteen or so.  He was
bare-chested and working out with pretty heavy weights.

Andy felt a rushing in his ears.  "He's about the most sex, beautiful guy I
have ever seen.  Is he a new boy here?"

"Well, he's new and not knew.  He's man made."

"Sure any man would want to make him."

"No I mean made by man.  He's a robot, a robot with very elaborate sexual
responses and absolutely realistic skin and odors.  He makes earlier robots
simplistic and raw."

"I guess they won't need real people anymore...like me."

"I think there will always be a need for real live guys.  There are some
customers who demand it."

But he was wrong.  It was easier, and cheaper to utilize these artificial
beings and within a year the Sex Ranch used only the robots.

Andy chalked his time there as a great experience.  The best was that he
met his life partner.....Bobby.

End

I sure wish there was a place that the Sex Ranch.  I know it is expensive,
but we all want to live a little fantasy.