Sex Ed 101

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Todd sat at the back of the class, a small smirk on his face as he listened to the teacher begin his lecture. Today’s lesson was to cover one’s hormones, and how to control them when with members of the opposite sex. That had gotten a few howls from his fellow classmates, some just plain raunchy, which the teacher sternly rebuffed. After all, he was a Priest, and Todd couldn’t help but grin.

At first, he had hated his parent’s decision to send him to this Private Catholic School, for his senior year. He was 18 at the start of term, and was headed for some good stuff at his old High School. He would be starting on the football squad, again, which could lead him to some major college if he had a good season. Instead, his parents had taken him out of the public school, claiming it was having a bad influence on him.

He didn’t follow politics, but his parents did. They objected to the growing legal fight going on over some group or such being allowed to meet, and now here he was, stuck in an all boy’s school with some old geezer dressed in black trying to teach him about sex. Like he needed instruction on that?

Looking around, he smiled to himself, knowing just how bogus the whole class really was. To begin with, the Priest assumed his pupils were all innocent angels, and he knew from experience that he was way off target on that one. It was why he had adjusted so easily to this place, even if their football team was pitiful. It helped him as he was so much more athletic and trained than they were.

Todd was 18, had turned to that magical age at the beginning of term, and was surprised to find that most in his Senior class also had been 18. Hell September and October had been one long party, as most of the guys in his class turned to that magic age in a row. He didn’t think there had been a single day in those months, when it wasn’t someone’s birthday.

Made for some interesting weekends, despite that most of his classmates were residents. As the Priest began to talk about the need to recognize when the hormones were taking hold, he leaned back in his desk chair, staring out at the heads of his classmates. If only Father Gerrard knew the truth, he would have a fit. He’d more than likely call in some exorcist to cleanse the souls of all those he was teaching.

He was six foot one, and weighed in at a hefty 180 pounds, but there wasn’t an ounce of fat on him. He had longish hair for the school, a constant rub with the Headmaster and his teachers, but he had resisted their pleas to get it cut. He liked his hair, one of the many vanities he was constantly being lectured about. Still, it suited him, specially when he was letting his hormones loose.

Back at his old school he had not been a virgin, but it wasn’t until he got here that he really began to experience the joys and pleasure of wild sex. The smile on his face grew as he looked around the small class of boys. He knew them all, and out of the 17 in the class, counting himself, he knew 14 of them very well. To use Father Gerrard’s favorite term, he knew them in the carnal sense, and he also knew it would turn Father Gerrard’s face beet red if he knew just how well he knew them, in that sense.

Over at the front, closest to the door was Richard. He was a studious type, always had his nose in a book, except when he was sucking Todd’s cock, that is. Man could he suck too, the way he would wrap his lips around Todd’s cock, making it hurt even from the pressure. Richard knew how to suck, how to work the cock with his mouth, and not once had he ever let a drop of Todd’s cum escape his mouth.

The guy loved dick, the way he would always hang around after classes, to see who Todd was with. If he was alone he’d sidle up, talk about some boring assignment, all the time his eyes would be staring at Todd’s crotch. It made him hot, just thinking of all those afternoons, when he had gone around with Richard to the back of the gym, and lean against the brick wall, while Richard would quickly drop to his knees, then undo Todd’s pants. He was quick, and before Todd could even breathe out, his cock would be deep in Richard’s mouth. Christ, it felt good the way he would suck on it, and it rarely took more than a few minutes before he was spurting his jizz into Richard’s throat.

Sitting across from Richard was Helmut. He was a German who had arrived in mid term. He had that typical German look, the well defined body and blond hair. His eyes were a powder blue and when he would shoot his load, he’d cry out in German. And boy did he love shooting his load. He was well built, not like Richard. Helmut was taller, but lean and athletic. He was one of the stars on the school’s track team. His passion, other than shooting his load, was to run.

Listening to Father Gerrard talking about how it was natural for young men to have erections at any time, Todd recalled that first meeting with Helmut. How he had walked in to the locker room just as Todd was changing. He had a boner, and was thinking of whacking off, when Helmut had walked in. The young German stud had stood there, staring at his boner and licking his lips.

It was rather odd, to have those blue eyes fixed on his throbbing cock, and he had thought ‘what the fuck’ and began to stroke it a little, just to see what reaction he’d get. To his amazement, Helmut had walked up and leaned against the locker across from Todd. He dropped his own shorts, and there was this beautiful looking uncut cock.

He swallowed as he watched Helmut reach down and start to stroke it, in time with his own stroking. Christ it was a sight he hadn’t experienced before. Todd could smell the sweat, and that special man scent that always turned him on. He just stared at the long thick cock, as Helmut worked it up to being fully erect. The foreskin taut along the shaft, and the head looking very purple and hot.

They never said a word to each other, but their hands continued to stroke their own tools. He looked up to see a glazed look in Helmut’s face, as his hand began to move faster, which made Todd stroke his own cock faster. Helmut moved and shook a little, as his hand flew up and down that long cock. It truly was one of the largest cocks Todd had seen and he couldn’t help but stare as his own body began to tremble.

Helmut’s groans became louder, but he didn’t care who heard. He was fascinated by the blurred image of the cock as Helmut brought it to ejaculation. His own body followed shortly after, but it was the way Helmut shot his load. He was groaning louder, his legs taut like bands of steel. Then as he was about to shoot, he saw Helmut aim the cock right at him, and as it shot out, he saw his body arch forward. His cum had actually reached across the space between them, and some had splattered against his bare stomach.

The feeling of hot cum splattering across his own belly, made him cry out, and he had also shot his load right after. His cum didn’t make it far enough to splash against Helmut’s body, but it came close. He could still feel himself tremble, even now as Father Gerrard droned on about how important it was to not give in to the hormones. Gawd, what a drip he was. Giving in was part of the fun, as he saw how Helmut sat in his chair. His back was ramrod straight, and his head staring straight ahead.

It sure wasn’t that way when he had cum that first time. The eyes had been like fire sticks, the way they had glowed as his body had jerked several times, only the last jerk failing to send more of his cum splattering against Todd’s flesh.

He had run into Helmut only a few other times, always with the same result. Though he enjoyed the feeling of his cum splattering across his body, it was never quite the same as that first time. Still, it was fun to try and see if he could get his own cum to fly across the space between them. So far, he had only come close, but he was hoping to keep on working on it.

Todd shifted his body on the chair. He could feel his cock growing in his pants, and he reached down to push the semi erect pole to one side, so he could sit easier. As he did he noticed Ralph next to him, who glanced over and grinned. He smiled back, remembering his times with Ralphy.

Ralph, or Ralphy as he liked to call him, was a short little redhead. He had fiery red hair, and freckles too that made him look like an imp or something out of some mythical fable. He always had a strange grin on his face, and he was not what Todd would call handsome either. He had skinny legs, skinny arms and always seemed to never be taller than anyone’s chest. Yet he had a cock that was what he called a killer.

Ralphy liked to horse around, and it was at Brian’s birthday bash off campus where Todd first caught a glimpse of Ralph’s monster cock. He had stumbled into the bathroom, and there was little Ralphy, taking a piss. Todd’s eyes bulged out, as he stared at the long soft pole that Ralphy held in his hand.

Even soft, the frigging cock looked like a bazooka. It was thick, and damn it was long too. His eyes had bulged as he had thought about what it would look like hard and it must have shown too, as Ralphy had turned to see who had barged in on him.

Instead of whining, or yelling, he had simply grinned at Todd, and told him he’d be only a minute. He had finished peeing, but instead of just stuffing that cock into his pants, he shook it a few times, letting a drop or two more drop out. As he did he had kept his eyes on Todd, and there was no way Todd could have taken his eyes off that cock. It was amazing, and he had licked his lips, wondering what some broad would do when Ralphy whipped that thing out. More than likely, she’d faint but damn he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like. Ralph must have sensed his question, as he made some mention of how most of his dates fainted or shrieked when they saw his weapon.

He had made some dumb ass remark, saying they had no sense of adventure or something to that effect. Ralph had stared at him, and then left, brushing past Todd rather closely. He had felt that cock against his thigh, and his own dick had gotten rather excited. The look in Ralph’s eyes had been interesting but he didn’t think much about it, at the moment. That changed later on, when he was leaving the party and there outside, was Ralph. He was arguing with some girl who kept shaking her head.

Todd had watched as Ralph kept talking, almost pleading it had seemed, but the girl was having nothing of it. She finally just shook her head, then stormed off. Ralph watched her leave, and Todd felt sad for him. He figured it was some lover’s quarrel and then Ralph had spotted him. He had walked up and made some remark about how women had no sense of adventure. It gave him a moment of pause, then somehow or other they had began to talk, while walking away from the party house.

As they came to a corner, a park was across the street, but Ralph was going the other way as was he. It was as they both stopped to stare across at the small grove of trees that Ralph asked him if he had any sense of adventure. He knew instantly what it meant, and the sight of that limp cock, its size made him grimace a little. Yet at the same time he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like, and so he grinned, and nodded towards the park, saying ‘Let’s find out if I do or not’ and that was how he had first realized just how much one’s hole could be stretched.

To say it had hurt would be an understatement, but damn little Ralphy was pretty good at working that pole in. He had Condoms too, which was good, and was something that Father Gerrard would faint if he knew that every one in his class had several in their pockets right now. He leaned back in his chair, feeling the memory of that first effort to take Ralphy’s cock up his ass.

They had ran across the street, and worked their way just past the outside trees. They could see the street light, but its glow was feint where they stood. He could see Ralph’s face in the pale glow of the street light and the moon, and was surprised to see how excited it looked. He watched in awe as Ralph quickly undid his pants, and dropped them to his ankles. Sticking out at him was something he hadn’t expected. If he had thought it was big before, it was enormous now. His face must have shown his shock, as Ralph assured him it wouldn’t hurt too much.

It was said in such a pleading voice, that Todd couldn’t resist as he just gulped, and said he hoped not. The cock was so enormous, that he didn’t even think the head would make it past, but he couldn’t help but want to find out. Pushing aside the growing fear inside, he slowly dropped his own pants, and turned to lean up against a huge tree. He kept looking back, over his shoulder as he watched Ralph rip open a condom package.

His eyes bulged as he saw how tiny the condom looked as it was unrolled down and over the cock head. It unrolled a bit more, but no way did it cover the whole long pole. He gulped several times, as Ralph stepped forward. Their eyes met and he felt a strange sense of gratitude welling up from Ralph. He realized just then, how hard it must be for a guy like him, to have any sex, given how huge that cock was.

He grinned at Ralph, trying to reassure him, at the same time he spread his legs even wider, hoping it wouldn’t make him scream blue murder. He was wrong, it did hurt a lot, and despite the slow and careful pushing and all, it was too much. He had to make Ralph stop, and in seeing the crest fallen face, he realized just how important it was to Ralph.

Instead of giving up he decided they needed to try a different position. After a moments thought, he decided they should try it lying down, on their sides. He quickly slipped out of his pants and underwear, allowing him to spread his legs even wider. He stretched out on his side, and then moved one leg as far away as possible and looking over his shoulder, he smiled at Ralph, who also slipped out of his clothes, freeing his legs.

Side by side, Todd had felt the hard cock strike his ass. He felt his cheeks quiver, his insides tighten as he couldn’t feel Ralph’s body near him. He reached around with one hand, to clasp one side of his cheek, and pull it forward, to open his body for Ralph. He felt the head wedge up into his hole. He bit his lip as he felt the hard press of the cockhead, felt it slowly work its way inside of his body.

He cried out, but refused to stop the slow entry. Todd felt the tears in his eyes, as he grunted, as Ralph made one more push forwards. The cock shot forward a bit, tearing past the last resistance of his muscle around the hole. His body trembled as the head was suddenly buried inside of his rectum. Todd could hear Ralph’s heavy panting as held the cock, not moving it one bit further, as Todd’s body slowly got accustomed to the huge head inside.

He began to breathe in and out, to relax, as slowly, very slowly, Ralph began to push inside. He felt the hole being stretched, felt like his body would rip apart, as the huge pole slowly made its way inside of his body. He bit his lip, tasted blood as the pain was intense, but he wanted it. He couldn’t explain it, but he wanted to take it, to feel it reach through his whole insides, and poke out his mouth, if it could.

He kept muttering ‘more’ as Ralph continued to feed his ass the huge cock. He could feel the hot flesh of the pole, feel the veins throbbing as the blood rushed along the cock. His jaw ached, as he moved his leg further over, pulled at his cheek harder, to open his body even more. Ralph’s huge cock was moving in further, and he could feel Ralph’s legs against his, feel his chest against his sweat soaked back as gradually the whole cock was firmly wedged deep into his body. Todd had never felt so full, so stuffed as he did when he felt the brush of Ralphy’s pubic hairs against his trembling buttocks. He was totally stuffed, totally filled as his body continued to quiver.

They lay there, for several minutes it seemed. Ralphy was panting, as he seemed to be crying. He was moaning, mumbling something, as his body shook. Todd was still trying to relax, as he felt the huge cock tremble inside. Ever so slowly he began to pull his hips forward, then back, working the hard cock inside. Ralph picked up on it, his breathing even more ragged than Todd’s as he slowly picked up the rhythm. His mumbling was even more desperate, as his body continued to shake as it lay against Todd’s.

He didn’t pull out far, and as he began to push back inwards, Todd cried out. Ralph stopped immediate, but Todd urged him on, telling him it was okay, and he began to move his own hips again, once more making the huge weapon inside of him move. He bit his lip again, as this time Ralph joined in the motion. He felt the tremble, felt the power of the huge cock as it moved in and out with increasing speed. It wasn’t fast, not like other cocks he had taken up his ass, but it was fast enough.

His body began to quiver uncontrollably. His own cock had softened, but was now once more growing hard. He found Ralph’s hand reaching around, and digging for his cock. He moved his hand, to grasp Ralph’s and place it on his own semi erect cock. Then he put his hand back, to dig into his own cheeks, to pull at it and open his body up more. He cried out as he began to gyrate his own hips, to make the cock move more.

Ralph also began to pump the cock a bit faster, in time with his hand that had fully aroused Todd’s penis. He felt the hand grip his dick hard, the fingers wrapped tightly around the burning shaft. His eyes closed tight as he felt the cock move faster inside of him. Each thrust making him grunt, making him groan. He hurt, but the waves going up and down his spine were of pleasure. He was fully stuffed, feeling the cock drive in and out.

It trembled hard, the head jerking from side to side making him groan even louder. The hand was a blur on his own cock and he was torn. He didn’t know which to do, to move his body in time with the stroking hand or the pumping cock buried inside. He heard the sound of flesh striking flesh, knowing it was Ralph’s crotch banging into his buttocks. Sweat was dripping from every pore on his body, as he continued to shake and shudder.

Ralph’s loud cry made his ears perk up, made the hair on his arms and legs stand up. The sound was so loud, so much like an animal that it frightened him for a millisecond. Then he realized what it meant, and despite the pain, the fullness, his body responded. His hips began to move faster, driving the cock deeper into his aching body with each thrust, each gyration.

Todd felt it, felt the cock explode and as it did, so too did his own cock. He felt his body surrender, felt his balls unleash their precious milk, and he cried out. His body had exploded, his cum was pouring through Ralph’s fingers, as Ralph suddenly collapsed against him. He felt his head bang on his shoulder, felt his body suddenly go motionless, as the huge cock inside released its load.

He felt it, felt each hard shot as it pushed out against the condom. He felt it fill the space between the thin plastic and the burning flesh, and he felt his body tremble in relief. His own voice groaned as the cock slowly began to lessen its shuddering. Todd felt the cock begin to soften, still wedged deep inside of his ass. His own legs were taut, and numb as his body also began to subside from its explosion.

Ralph’s hand was limb over his cock, now soft again. He felt the limp body on top of his own body, and he finally managed to look back over his shoulder at the slumped young man. His eyes were closed, his breathing was a bit ragged, but sounded almost as if Ralph had fallen asleep. There was a strange glow to his cheeks, as he slowly moved, slowly feeling the cock inside slide out. It was still thick, still filling his entire body by its girth, despite its softened state.

Suddenly the body laying on him, shook. He felt the quiver, then the cock moved back in, making him cry out in surprise. He heard Ralph’s voice, a soft gurgling sound as slowly he felt him draw back. The huge cock was being taken out, and his body seemed relieved as he heard the plop. The emptiness he felt was strange, as he cried out ‘no’ unwilling to let it go. Yet even as he uttered it, he knew it would be okay. His body gave one last shudder, as he turned over to stare into Ralph’s face. The glow was unbelievable, and he could see the gratitude in Ralph’s eyes.

After they had dressed, and all he had felt the emptiness inside. Todd had also walked very tenderly for over a week afterwards, drawing some ribald comments from a few of his friends. Yet each time he saw Ralph, he got a warm glow inside, despite the tenderness.

Looking now at Ralph, he knew that he had also been thinking of that first time, and he smiled at him. Suddenly he heard his name being called and he turned to find Father Gerrard standing in front of him.

‘Care to share with the rest of your classmates, what has you grinning so much Mister Welch?’

Todd wiped the grin off his face, as he felt that ache inside, and for one brief second he thought about telling Father Gerrard exactly what it was that had made him smile. He didn’t, realizing it would give the old priest a heart attack.

‘Sorry Father Gerrard’ was all he said, as he watched the Priest walk back up to the front of the class. He grinned as he felt Ralphy’s eyes on him, knowing that Ralph was staying the night at his house. He couldn’t wait as he had picked up some great new lubricant .

Parked

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Don was in his mid forties, and should have known better. He grimaced as he quickly flung open his apartment door, to head out to the parking garage. He followed the new tenant, the twenty something yuppie from across the hall. He acted like he was just going out, attempting to make like it was just chance that so too was Jay. Don had gotten his name from the super, when he had asked for his parking space in the complex underground parking.

He had to be nuts, he thought as he followed Jay admiring the young man’s firm buttocks, the way they so neatly filled the jeans. They swayed a little as he strode towards the elevator, where he knew Jay would go down to the parking level, just as he now was doing.

As the doors closed, they smiled at each other. It was the neighbourly thing to do, and he rather enjoyed those little moments, when he knew the smile was for him. Course he would have preferred it to be because of more than just sharing the ride down to the parking level. He had this fantasy, that it would one day be a smile, because of how good they had enjoyed each other in bed. It was just one of the many thoughts, that had somehow made him become rather unstable.

Least in his mind. After all who would go out and buy a damn car, just so he could have an excuse to ride the elevator with some stranger? No sane person would do that, even if the car had been a bargain. Hell, at moments, when he thought about it, he worried that he was becoming some lunatic stalker. The way he would stand by his apartment door, peeping out the little security peephole, waiting for Jay to open and head out.

You had to admit, that was definitely being obsessive, if not downright scary. Yet, he kept telling himself, it was all in the interest of romance, of ending his rather lonely little existence. Though if he was honest, he’d admit it was far from lonely, or boring even.

He wasn’t exactly ugly either. Don was just under six foot and had a well defined body that wasn’t yet showing his age. His weight was under 170 and while he didn’t work out or anything, he did do a lot of walking. Well okay, not lately, but until now he had. He would walk to work, to the grocery store or where ever he had to go. Buses were always available for when he was tired or had a lot of parcels, but that all changed when Jay moved in across the hall from him.

Maybe it was that he was tired of one nighter’s, or maybe he just had lost it? Don wasn’t too sure if it wasn’t more of the latter than anything. After all, he had been with many who were better looking than Jay. Yet there was something about him, that from the first moment he had lain eyes on him, that had him acting like a love sick teenager.

Jay was about his height, though a lot skinnier. He wasn’t a male version of Miss Twiggy but if he didn’t eat for a day or two, he might be. He had nice rich looking hair, that hung just above his shirt collar. It had a bit of a wave to it, at the ends. It was always washed, or so it seemed, and his face was like a sculpted marvel of beauty, captured at its peak.

There were no lines, no bags under the eyes. From what he had observed, Jay seemed to be a loner, and rarely came home late. Even on the weekends, he seemed like he was in his apartment long before the bars would close. One more sign of his obsession for the guy, he was a regular at the bars on the weekends. Most nights he would help close the place, but now he was home before midnight, just so he could look out his peephole for a minute’s worth of gazing.

It was stupid, crazy even he thought, as he watched the numbers above slowly make their way down, towards the main floor, then to the parking level. He sighed, knowing that the longest part of his time with Jay would soon end. He hated that part, but it was a highlight of his time too. Don found that he would take little signs, and build a whole story up in his mind, about how they would suddenly talk, suddenly realize they were meant for each other, or some other fantasy.

His work had suffered a bit at the beginning too. Don was so enamored by Jay, he opted to wait for him to get up and leave for work, though at the time he didn’t realize Jay didn’t go out to work. It took him nearly two weeks, of being late, to finally find out that Jay was one of those computer geeks, who worked from home. Just his luck, which is also why he had purchased a car. It was the only way for him to share something with Jay.

As the elevator arrived at the lower level, he watched how Jay would suddenly lean forward. The way his chin would seem to jut out, and how his dark green eyes would suddenly sparkle. It was fun to watch, and he found himself dreaming often of those eyes, of them sparkling as they would look into his own. He was a dreamer. He also was good at observing. Don noticed the little details, like how Jay would place his hands against the wall of the elevator, spread his fingers out and then push off the tips of his fingers, to stand upright.

He noticed how when he would get in, unless someone else was in the elevator, or got in, how Jay would lean, his legs out a bit, his hips forward, showing off his crotch more than anything. It was fun to see, though a bit awkward for Don. While it was enjoyable to see that nice firm package, it also gave him an erection. He couldn’t help it, the notion of one day unwrapping that package was something he couldn’t shake from his thoughts. It was, after all, why he was in the elevator.

Don walked slowly behind Jay, watching his hips sway, enjoying the view of his buttocks as they made the way to their respective parking spots. It had cost him to get the one next to Jay, but he thought was well worth the cash he had given to the super. He couldn’t help but enjoy the view, knowing that this was definitely an unhealthy obsession. He could feel the lump in his pants, knowing that once more he’d get into the car, and then wait till Jay pulled out, so he could relieve his tension.

It was becoming harder and harder to just get in and drive off, for some unnecessary errand to the local grocery store. Hell, he was even thinking of following him briefly, but quickly discarded the idea. That would be a dead give away, and worse, could lead to some confrontation. It was the last thing he wanted, as he unlocked his car door. He had momentarily forgotten about Jay, but as he opened the door, he turned to take one last look at Jay.

His eyes bulged, as he realized Jay was not climbing into his car, but was instead on the other side, leaning back against the passenger door, just a few feet from him. The young man was staring hard at him, those green eyes boring directly at him.

He gulped, feeling guilty, and feeling trapped. It was like being a deer caught in the glare of headlights. He didn’t know what was happening, but the look in Jay’s face, told him he was busted. How, he wasn’t sure, but he could see it written all over the young man’s face.

‘You in a hurry?’

Don shook his head, unsure what was going to happen. It was really the first time the young man had spoken to him. He had mumbled ‘hi’ once or twice, but mostly had just nodded at him, acknowledging his presence.

‘Didn’t think so, so what you do after I leave, drive around the block? Go to the corner store? What?’

Sweat began to form on his forehead, as he just stood there feeling trapped. He looked around, wondering if he could make it to the complex entrance, before being caught by the younger man. He didn’t know why, but he knew he was caught out. Going over all he had done, he couldn’t find how.

‘I uh.. I don’t know what you mean. I am going to the store for some groceries, I didn’t know that was, uh, was a crime.’

Jay smiled and laughed a little as he just leaned there. He ran his hand down his stomach, as he stared at Don. The eyes continued to gaze at him, as the lips curled into a small grin. He wasn’t buying the words, Don could see, but what else was he to do? He couldn’t admit he was going nowhere, couldn’t admit that he had been stalking the younger man.

‘Too bad’

‘Huh?’

‘Too bad, not hard to grasp, is it?’

‘You saying you hoped I was uh, was following you?’

‘Depends, were you?’

Don swallowed hard, not sure what to say. He stared at Jay, seeing the eyes looking at him, just looking. Yet as he stared back, he thought he could see something in those sparkling eyes. It was almost like longing, like desire. It couldn’t be, but then again, it wasn’t like Jay was confronting him. Hell, he was leaning against his car, just like he leaned in the elevator.

It was like he wanted to show off his crotch. Don couldn’t help but lower his eyes, to see. The crotch was pushed out, the legs spread apart to add to the vision of that firm package. He licked his lips as he looked back up at Jay.

He saw the eyes grinning at him, a small curl around the young man’s lips as he had clearly seen him stare at his crotch. Don could feel the sweat dripping from his forehead, as he wiped his brow, staring back at Jay, uncertain what to say, or admit to.

‘And if I was?’

‘If?’

‘Okay, yes, I was. Satisfied?’

Jay pulled himself upright. He no longer slouched against the car, but he had his hand down at his thigh, yet he continued to stare at Don. He made no move forward, no threatening stare either, but just looked, as if thinking. His eyes moved up and down, taking in all of Don’s shaking body, and then he smiled.

‘Why? You think I am queer or something? Got a thing for guys do you?’

Don could feel his body trembling. This wasn’t going the way he had hoped. Yet the words weren’t said in a mean way, just a sort of off hand manner. The voice had not risen or gotten harsh sounding. It was all strange, as he just stared, not sure what to say.

‘Well? You into guys or what?’

Don merely nodded, not sure what was going to happen next. Would Jay suddenly turn on him, give him a thrashing? He knew he was not match for the younger man, though if push came to shove, he would give a good accounting of himself. He might be a few decades older, but he was in shape.

Jay appeared to look at him closer. His eyes seemed to be boring beyond his own eyes, digging deep into his soul. His heart was racing as Jay quietly looked him over. The smile on his lips faded, as he just stared. Don could feel his heart pounding, but the silence was deafening to him, as he waited for the first lunge, the first strike. He was certain of that, but then suddenly Jay relaxed.

His body leaned back against the car, as it had before. The legs were spread apart, and once more Don could see the crotch being pushed out. He couldn’t help but notice that it was a bit firmer than before, almost as if what it held was more aroused, more excited.

‘Like what you see?’

Don only nodded, as he stared back into Jay’s face. He watched as Jay moved his hand across from his thigh, and rubbed his own crotch. He could see the outline of a long object, as it was pushed across. His fear still held him in check, but he couldn’t help but lick his lips, wondering just how big it was, wondering too what would happen if he dared, but he knew he wouldn’t. He was caught, and knew it.

‘Nothing to say? Cat got your tongue?’

‘What do you want me to say? That I like cock? That you have a nice package? What?’

Jay laughed, as he listened to the anger in Don’s voice.

‘You really think it’s nice, do you?’

‘Yes’

The sound startled him. His eyes bulged open as he saw the pants being opened. The sound was that of the top button being undone. Then he watched, amazed as the zipper was slowly slipped down. His eyes grew even wider as he saw the hand reach across, and spread open the jeans.

His mouth was dry as he felt his heart aching inside his chest. It was thundering, like it would jump out as he saw the pale blue shorts, then watched in amazement as the hand reached inside, and pulled out the long thick pole. He stared at it, feeling totally confused. The cock was not fully erect, and already it looked massive. He could see the pale skin, the darker veins that encircled the whole shaft.

‘I ain’t got all day.’

‘Huh? I uh.. well, uh, what?’

‘What? Shit, you been following me all this time, I thought you wanted this? If not, fine, I’ll put it back…’

‘NO, no, I just.. I mean.. this for real? I can.. I uh..’

‘Yeah, it’s real, besides, I am curious, never had a guy suck my dick.’

Wiping his hands on his pants, Don stepped closer, his eyes moving from the semi erect cock to Jay’s face. He was afraid it was a set up. He glanced around, making sure no one else was around. Looking up into Jay’s face, he realized that it was safe, that it wasn’t a trap to lure him closer. He came closer, his eyes never leaving Jay’s face other than to look at the cock. It was a big one, and he wasn’t what he’d call the best cock sucker around.

Still, he was living his fantasy. This is what he had wanted, to be able to touch, to taste that which he had only guessed at. It was bigger than he had thought, and it was uncut. He could see the head peeking out from under the foreskin.

Don was standing right in front of Jay. He took one more look into his face, then slowly let himself drop down to his knees. He stared at the uncut cock, as Jay leaned back more into the car. Licking his lips, he reached out with his one hand, seeing it shake as he touched the young man’s thigh. He felt the body quiver as he touched him, then shake a little as he pushed the pants open even more.

Glancing up, he saw Jay staring off into the parking area. He wasn’t even looking down, but he could see his body tense as he reached out, and took hold of the cock, by the root. He felt the body shudder, yet the head remained staring off, not looking down.

Licking his lips, he slowly let his fingers wrap around the shaft. He felt the warmth, felt the blood as it flowed along under the flesh. His eyes now moved down, to stare at the head as it slowly poked out. He let his head move forward, his tongue flicked out, as he kissed the head, dead centre. He felt the reaction, felt the body rear back a little, then relax as he licked around the top of the head, watching as it slowly grow larger. It was coming out, the foreskin growing taut as Jay began to get aroused.

His own body was aching, and with his other hand, he adjusted his own fully erect cock. It was nothing compared to the beauty he held in his hand. He could feel the blood now, feel the veins thickening as blood began to flow faster to them. He leaned forward, his breath blowing across the hardening cock. Don breathed in deeply, smelling that man scent that made him swoon a little. His own heart pounded as he took one more look upwards.

Jay was still staring off in the distance, but his one hand was now under his shirt, rubbing his belly. Don could see the golden flesh as he turned back towards the cock that he held. It had thickened and gotten even warmer, as he leaned inwards more. His tongue flicked out, tasting that head juice, which made him gag just a bit, until he ignored it.

He ran his tongue across the head and around it. He tasted the hot flesh, and the small drop of precum that came from the pee slit. He let it roll around in his mouth before swallowing it, then once more concentrated on licking the cock. He let his tongue lick down under the head, along the taut flesh and the bulging vein.

Don licked as far down as he could, and he heard the soft moan coming from above. He felt a hand suddenly reach down, and twist at his hair, then push his head down, pushing his face hard into the soft belly. He breathed in that scent, holding it deep in his lungs and memory. He sighed, as he licked at the pubic hairs, at the side of the hard cock that was wedged next to his cheek.

He pulled back, his hand now gripping the pole hard. His fingers stroked it hard and pushed the taut flesh back over the throbbing head. He then held it tightly as he opened his mouth, and slowly wrapped his lips around the head. He heard the groan, felt the body shiver, as he moved his head forward, gradually taking the cock into his mouth.

His hands let go of the cock to grab hold of the young man’s hips. His fingers dug into the soft flesh and held tight, as he moved his head down the long throbbing cock. His mind was reeling, the pain in his own groin intense, as he sucked on the cock, while moving down towards the groin. His body shook as he felt the pleasure inside of his own body. His eyes were shut tight, as he moved up and down the throbbing pole. It was more than he had ever dreamed of, as he continued to suck on the cock.

The hands on his head became stronger. The tips digging into his scalp as they guided his head, urging him on. He felt his own body shaking, as he listened to the groans become louder, closer together. His own moans were muted by the thick pole going in and out of his mouth at increasing speed. His teeth grated across the skin, making the cock shake, making the young man quiver.

He felt the muscles in Jay’s thighs tighten. Felt the body stiffen, as he sucked hard on the throbbing cock. He took it all, deep into his throat. It made him gag each time the head would strike at the back of his throat, but he didn’t care. He was sucking Jay’s cock.

The head was jerking, he felt it bang the side of his throat, then the other, then he felt it rear back. From above his head, he heard a gurgling cry, and he knew that Jay was about to cum. He struggled to relax his throat, to let it take it all. His fingers held the young man’s body in its grasp, as the first stream of Jay’s youthful milk came flooding out.

The cry of pleasure echoed in his ears as his throat felt the splash of hot cum against its sides. He swallowed, even before the first load had been totally released. His body shook, as he took that thick stream of milk, felt it come back up as he tried to swallow again, and again. Desperate, he let his fingers dig deeper, as he tried to hold the bucking young man’s body from falling on top of him.

The loud cries suddenly ended, and were replaced by soft moaning whimpers as the body bucked a few times. He held on, as the last of Jay’s cum dribbled out and into his mouth. He licked at the head, feeling it tremble as he swallowed the last of the cum. His lips were caked by it, and he leaned back, his hands still holding tightly to Jay’s thighs. He stared at the softening cock, amazed at how much cum it had spewed down his throat. He could still taste it, as he leaned on his haunches.

The hands on his head slowly let go, and finally Don looked up, to see the young man’s face. This time he was looking down, a strange glow across his face. The eyes were sparkling as if they would explode. He watched as Jay licked his lips, then slowly pulled himself upright.

He still knelt there, as he watched Jay stuff his cock back into his shorts. The hands trembled a bit, as they zipped up and buttoned up. It was all over as he slowly let himself stand up, to once more stare at Jay. He saw nothing to show whether he had enjoyed it or not. Jay’s face looked void of any emotion, as Don took a step back.

Don watched at Jay moved away, to go around to the driver’s side of his car. He looked on as the man opened the door, and began to climb inside. Just before he disappeared inside, he stared over at Don, and spoke in a soft tone.

‘Don’t follow me anymore. I am not into guys.’

Don nodded, feeling rather dejected as the young man disappeared into the car. He was about to turn and head back upstairs, when he saw the passenger side window roll down. He crouched down, looking in to see Jay leaning over and staring over at him.

‘I never been sucked off that good before, uh… see you around, okay?’

With a smile that threatened to crack his face, Don nodded and watched as Jay backed out and left. He waved at the disappearing car, and heard an answering honk. He wondered when he would get another taste of Jay’s cock, and also how much he could get for his car, seeing as how he no longer needed it.

Street Rendezvous

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

He thought he had brought enough, but as usual he hadn’t. It was a strange city which perhaps was one reason why he rarely did bring enough of his brand of cigars with him. It was an excuse to go exploring, to find some out of the way tobacco shop that carried his brand, but more than that, it was an opportunity to see the natural sights.

No, Mark didn’t think he was some sex maniac either. He just happened to enjoy the view that one could find, while on a mission to satisfy one vice. Not that he had many, well least not many that were bad for a person. So smoking a cigar wasn’t exactly good, but the desire, the pleasure of seeing some of the various habitants of the local scene, now that was what he called a harmless vice.

Course others from his neck of the woods would disagree. Mark didn’t really quite understand how his fellow countrymen were so hung up on sex, while the rest of the world seemed unconcerned about it. The rest of the world, and he had visited many places around the globe, seemed to simply accept the various differences people had about sex. Not his countrymen, which was a shame as there were some relatively good looking men back home.

Trouble was, most had issues about their sexuality, while abroad most seemed to not worry about it, specially down under in Australia, or so it had seemed.. Some he had struck up conversations with, and while not into his thing, they weren’t rude or nasty about declining the advances. Back home a guy could get seriously hurt if they hit on the wrong person. Still, it was part of life, and hell, even some of those who were interested, were rude or nasty. It depended on the location more than the advance even, which added to one’s frustrations.

Yet abroad, totally different. Oh you still had to be careful, and his ‘gaydar¹’ was pretty good about those things. It came with his advanced years, though he really didn’t consider himself old. He could hold his own with most a quarter his age, but still, one didn’t just blurt it out. One more reason, he suspected, as to why he constantly miscalculated the cigars he would bring with him on his little trips outside the good old USA.

Here he was up in Canada, a hop skip and jump from home and things were totally different. This would be his second journey into the city to find a store that carried his brand of cigars. The first had been a plus, but he didn’t like to push his luck. It was at the first store, that not only had he found his brand of cigars, but had found Jason.

Thinking about Jason, he seriously pondered the idea of going back to that store, but then he was on vacation, and that meant finding new experiences, not repeating already found surprises. Jason certainly had been such a surprise.

Mark didn’t consider himself old or ugly, just average really. Okay so he wasn’t quite 6 foot, but he wasn’t standing around hunched over with age, nor did he have a paunch either. Yes, the hair was thinning, definitely white not grey either. It was distinctive, or so many had said when they actually realized what his age was, but that too, was something different than back home. Most of those he had met abroad, didn’t seem to care about age, and most were able to actually carry a conversation.

He hated it when those he met or thought about picking up couldn’t carry a conversation. It was like they simply ignored the world around them, and while he knew they weren’t dumb, their actions would make one think twice about that. Not really true with those in other lands. They seemed to be naturally interested, asked questions, and even had opinions too. They certainly weren’t shy about expressing their views, sort of like Jason.

He had been standing outside the tobacco store when Mark had first found it. Naturally he had taken in the young man, a quick glance that told him he was about early 20’s and was a bit taller than he was. He certainly looked interesting, from his long thin face, to his lanky frame. He wasn’t skin and bones either and his clothes said he wasn’t a street kid either. The jeans looked clean, stylish even, and his t-shirt was one of those yuppie types.

His hair was nicely styled, had a bit of frosting near the front bangs, and made him look rather handsome actually. It didn’t look out of place, as so many did. Jason’s eyes though, now those were something that made Mark lick his lips a little as he passed by, wondering if he would still be there when he came out.

That was one of his rules, to not rush into things, even after a second or third look. You just never could tell, but he did think about him while he browsed through the counters in the store, searching for his brand. Finding them, he didn’t rush out. Mark had taken his time, checking out the other customers in the store and just enjoying the smells and sounds of the store. Besides, there was one counter person that was rather cute.

While he appreciated the man, his mind still kept going back to the young man he had spotted outside. That wasn’t normal and he left the store, without even attempting to make a connection with the salesman. Jason was still outside the store, sitting on one of the numerous benches that were along the street.

For a minute, he just stared at the young man, taking it all in. He liked what he was staring at, the way he seemed confident, at home at just sitting there. His back was to him, as he watched him turning his head now and then. It was as if he was looking for someone, and yet not. He had the distinct impression that the young man was looking, but not for anyone specific. One of his observations that had rarely failed him.

Taking a chance, he walked over to sit on the other end of the bench, to unwrap one of his packages, and have a small smoke. At the same time, it might be an opportunity to speak to the young man, or at least observe him from close up. There was a large cement ashtray type pylon as well, so he knew it was okay to smoke in that area. So many countries were moving away from allowing any public smoking.

Lighting his cigar, he noticed the young man turn his head and look at him. He puffed on the cigar, keeping his eyes averted, but he could tell that he was being checked out, and rather closely too. It made him smile inside, as the signs were starting to be clear. After lighting the cigar, taking a long pull on it, he let his head lean back and slowly traverse the scene in front and to either side, like any tourist might do. His goal was to meet eye contact with the young man next to him, but before he could move his head around fully, the young man spoke to him.

It was a bit of a surprise, as he was asked what he was smoking. Naturally he had to offer the young man one, which was gratefully accepted. He leaned over to offer a light, and in the process, their eyes met. Mark couldn’t believe his fortune, as the man just stared directly into his eyes. He had the finest looking eyelashes, that seemed to flutter a little. The eyes themselves were a dark blue that seemed to sparkle as they peered into his own face.

In some ways, he felt a bit uneasy, at how the young man looked into his face, the way it felt like he was being searched even. He smiled, and the young man smiled back, thanking him and introduced himself as Jason. Mark was seeing all the signs, and the obvious friendliness made him relax a little, as he introduced himself.

They sat there, puffing on the cigars, and talked. It wasn’t anything deep or anything, but it was pleasant. He found himself chatting about home, about how things seemed so different, and it didn’t feel awkward either. In fact, it was almost as if he had known Jason for along time, it was that easy to talk with him.

Before he even realized it, he had finished the small little cigar. Mark was tempted to light another, simply to avoid having to leave, or make the motion to. Jason seemed to have sensed his indecision, when he began to mention how there were some street musicians further down, and then asked if Mark would like to join him to go listen to them. It was a perfect suggestion, as it allowed him to keep company with Jason, and to also try to think of a way to find out more about the young man.

They moved along slowly, enjoying the sights. It was like a stroll with a friend, even though they had just met. The conversation didn’t lag either, which made Mark feel very relaxed. He enjoyed listening to Jason, as he pointed out some of the shops, and at how expensive they were. He also pointed out how much of what they sold could be purchased elsewhere, for a lot less. It was being helpful, that Mark appreciated. It wasn’t a ploy to solicit money either, which raised his estimation of Jason considerably.

The musicians were a small group of four. They played a more jazz type music, and was interesting to watch but before long, Jason, once more took the initiative. He looked at Mark, with a look of longing, and before he realized it, he had agreed to go with Jason to the park that wasn’t all that far. In fact, in a mood of pure pleasure, he hailed a Kabuki Cab, and together they rode down to the local park. It was the scenic route, along the waterfront, and he was glad he had opted for this little extra.

Jason had his hand on his knee, and every now and then would slide the fingers down Mark’s thigh, to tease him a bit. It was all rather exciting in a nice way, and even the young Kabuki Cab driver seemed to not care. Of him knowing, was obvious by the huge grin on his face as he had turned to give his tourist patter. Seeing Jason’s hand on Mark’s thigh, had elicited an even wider grin and from that point on, he never turned back around, just kept his chatter up as part of the ride to the local park.

In so many ways he was breaking his own rules, but Jason was so much fun, he really didn’t care. The concerns, the fear of danger, didn’t manage to break through the euphoria he felt as they sort of ran towards the dense outcrop of trees. As they got closer, he realized that there were pathways into the grove of trees, and while he felt a bit winded, he also felt excited. Jason kept looking back at him, and had reached out and taken his hand, leading him towards the trees.

The look on his face was enough for Mark as he made his way out of the beaming sunshine, into the trees. It was cooler and darker, a sort of murky haze as the trees hid the direct sun. It felt odd as he let Jason lead him deeper into the grove, and the sounds began to creep into his conscious thoughts. At first he didn’t recognize some, but as they stumbled deeper into the woods, he realized it was muted voices, as well as birds.

Shortly they came to a clearing and before he could catch his breath, Jason was right up next to him, holding him tightly in his arms. Panic began to rise in his thoughts, but were as quickly abandoned as he felt the press of the young man’s lips on his, the urgent craving taking hold. His body reacted automatically, as he too reached out, to wrap his arms around the slender young man, feeling his chest crush into his own, feeling it rise and fall in excitement.

The touch of Jason’s lips on his, then the press of the young man’s tongue made him ache all over. His body was fully aroused as they swapped saliva, kissing and tasting each other. He felt Jason’s hand curl around his head, holding it firmly as he kissed Mark deeply. His other hand began to explore the older man’s body, caressing his groin, grabbing at his aroused cock, and then tugging at the jeans. His breathing was rapid, as he quickly undid Mark’s pants, then he began to slide down, to let his mouth kiss under Mark’s neck.

His body was shuddering as his hands now rested on Jason’s shoulders, pushing him down even more. Somehow his shirt had been opened, and he felt Jason’s tongue as the young man licked his flesh, at the hollow of his chest. The raspy edged tongue moved firmly down his trembling body. His hands tightened on Jason’s shoulders, as he felt his body shake. His pants had been pushed down, his shorts were at his ankles as he felt the young man’s hands grabbing at his thighs, holding him steady.

He cried out, as the tongue moved down under his belly, and began to lick at his groin. His body shook, as he felt the mouth kiss inside his thighs, and his hands dug deep into the young man’s flesh. His body was trembling, as he felt the hand reach up, poke at his dangling balls, then reach under to lift them up towards the young man’s face.

Looking down, he saw the head resting near his own belly, felt the mouth slowly envelop his balls, sucking on them, while holding his leathery sac in the palm of one hand. The other hand clenched his leg, digging in just as hard as he was digging into Jason’s shoulder. He moaned now, as the balls were released from the warmth of Jason’s mouth, and he felt his cock being held in one hand. Then the hand moved up his throbbing shaft, and around his cock head, smearing his oozing precum back along the shaft.

The hand moved hard and fast, and he felt himself growing tense, when the mouth suddenly took hold of his shaking cock head. He cried out, as the lips tightened around the head, then slid down to grasp at the shaft, just under his cock head. Jason’s tongue then licked the head, and swirled around it as he stood there, swaying and holding on for dear life. Mark was losing control of his body, as the young man licked at his head, then slowly the lips began to slide down more. He groaned a bit louder, as Jason began to suck on his cock, moving faster and faster with each stroke.

His hands were white from the strain, as they held onto Jason’s shoulders. He groaned constantly now, as the pressure inside of his body became unbearable. He felt the balls slinging upwards, felt his cock head jerking side to side deep in Jason’s throat.

It was too soon, but he couldn’t help it. He was about to cum, and he cried it out, feeling Jason’s throat suddenly relax, feeling Jason’s lips tighten around his shaft. His body arched forward, his hips pushing outwards driving his aching cock deeper into the willing mouth. It was all he could do, to stand, as his body convulsed, quivered and then exploded deep into Jason’s throat.

His head jerked from side to side, his groin was pushed hard into Jason’s face. Mark felt the nose wedged hard between his thigh and crotch, as his body released load after load of his cum. His lungs threatened to burst as he stood there, trembling. His legs were numb, taut from the strain and his arms ached. He felt light headed as his body continued to shake and shudder long after the last of his milk dribbled out into Jason’s mouth.

As Jason leaned back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Mark slowly sank to the ground. He was exhausted and was panting as he stared at the young man. He just smiled, as they looked at each other. It was several minutes before Jason finally stood up, and offered his hand to help Mark up to his feet. He felt a bit saddened, realizing it was all over, but as they made their way out of the dense forest, Jason slipped him his phone number and gave him a kiss on the lips, as they parted company outside the grove of trees.

He stood there watching, at Jason moved through the tall grass in the opposite direction of town. He had given Mark easy to follow directions on how to get back, and just before he was out of sight, he turned and waved. Mark waved back, then headed back to town.

Mark shook his head, ending his recollection of the other day and began to move along the side street. According to directions, the tobacco shop was just at the corner and his eyes began to look from side to side, wondering if another Jason was lurking nearby. The smile on his face, made one or two look at him a second time, as he passed by, because he realized he still had that small scrap of paper in his pocket. His fingers were playing with it, as he came to the store. Right next to the entrance, was a pay phone and he made a note to get some Canadian change from the store, as he opened the door and stepped inside.

~~Definitions~~
1 gaydar
Definitions

1. the ability to recognize homosexuals through observation or intuition

Pronounciation: ˈgā-ˌdär
Function: noun
Date: 1982
Etymology: blend of gay and radar

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