Date: Mon, 1 Aug 2011 12:55:24 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "The Osculator, Part Two"  by Jay Roberts      Gay Sci/Fi   Fantasy

"The Osculator, Part Two" by Jay Roberts    Gay Sci Fi/Fantasy

I held out my hand and snooty Ian looked down at it as thought it was
unwashed.  I gave up and dropped my hand.  Then I shook the clip board at
him.

"Ian, would you contribute to a study by Prof. Ainsley.  There's no
remuneration but you would be contributing to science."

"Hey lab boy, I guess I can, Chappie, but it has to be fast.  My Jag is
parked in a one hour spot."

He nodded and we entered the front doors and cut right to the "interview
room".

Once inside, he seemed to stay far away from me.  "Jeff boy, I understand
from the grapevine that you are DL but quite active as a girly boy.  One
would never know from you tennis skills."

This was going downhill.  It was time to play spin the bottle.  I took out
the tube, held in hidden at my side and pressed the side.  The effect was
not immediate, but apparently some of the elixir drifted over to him.  His
gorgeous eyes opened wide and a small smile played on his Cupid Bow lips.
He said, "A-a-a-h." in a half groan and moved quickly to stand right in
front of me.  His lips pushed out and he looked as if he was going the way
of all my testees and kiss me soundly.  This was a prospect that I had
always fantasized about with him.  But to my surprise, he put a hand on my
shoulder and spoke earnestly into my face.  I smelled his sandal wood
breath and, to tell the truth, I was ready to be kissed, longing for it, in
fact.

But what happened is that he began talking, hesitantly, without his usual
stuck up manner.  "Dear Jeff, I have always admired you, I am not a
homosexual, but somehow, this very minute, my lips are pulsing and
vibrating."

"Your lips?"  I said that because I didn't see any evidence of that. "No my
mouth lips, you fucking hunk boy.  It's those lips."

He quickly lowered his silk trousers and turned away from me, displaying
his ass.  And what an ass, silky ecru skin covered two hard muscular pear
halves, and between, his hairless eastern anus.  My cock shot up and he
grabbed at it.

"I've never been bummed, even in private academy, I resisted it, but now,
you must."

"Must what?"

"Fuck me.  If you don't I will have my father's body guards chop you up and
bury you in the middle of the campus."

Not wanting to be chopped up but also breathing hard and wanting to enter
this pearl of the east, I pushed up to lean over my interviewing table,
unbuttoned and let my dripping tool get some air.

He was sobbing with impatience.  I patted his pretty back.  "Courage
Camille, it won't be long.  I braced myself and aimed right for the
distended ass hole and pushed in right to the hilt.  He screamed an ancient
Wang curse but soon began to coo cutely as I began my fuck dance.  I slid
in and out, raking his prostate, reducing him to a shaking bowl of rice.

He kept saying "please," Finally I grabbed his lustrous hair and shouted at
him, "please what?"

"Please fuck harder, I am just ready to shoot a river."

Then I felt his ass lips vibrating around me cock.  I hadn't realized that
I was on the brink, but that did it.  I howled and gibbered as I helplessly
fell onto his sweating back and delivered the egg drop soup.

The two of us hung together, heaving and mewling until we soaked
everything, including my clip board.

Suddenly Ian got up.  "What did you do to me?"

"Nothing, you wanted to be fucked and me, being a gentleman, complied."

He fixed me with a scowl, dressed quickly and then just before opening the
door, he said, "Jeff, I am sorry I was cross with you.  Come for tea
tomorrow and let me thank you properly."

I gave him a thumbs up.

I tore off the spermy page and wrote on a fresh one that this device had
unexpected results.  Then I headed outside to await my next victim...I mean
volunteer.  I didn't have to wait long.  Coming toward me was Nelson,
Nelly, as the gays on campus, dubbed him.  While he was a beautiful looking
guy, his posturing and fem attitude took away from his sexiness, but that
mass of blond hair and perfect features and ballet body almost made up for
it.

"What are you up to, girl?"

Oh he was so swishy, I almost gave him a rough answer, but I did need a
third test and here he was.  I explained it to him and he patted my cheek.
"Anything for you dear."

End Chapter Two