Date: Thu, 21 Nov 2019 23:28:13 -0800 From: Andy Parker Subject: Cock Tales 1 Last Chance Bar (bisexual/adult-youth) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ You've just been looking at porn (a lot of juicy cocks) and decided to top yourself off with a sexy nifty story. you find just the right one for you and then with a split screen, one side a guy ready to drop his load and you at that favorite part of the nifty story, you coordinate your peak of arousal with the guy on the screen and orgasm simultaneously, spurting hugely together. after a few minutes recovery, you realize that its probably time to donate to nifty again ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cock Tales 1: Last Chance Bar It was a crepuscular looking tavern in a somewhat sleazy neighborhood. The 'Last Chance' bar. I sat at the counter drinking my uninspiring Budweiser gazing up at the 60" screen with its gay pictorial and video images. It felt like slumming in the lower depths and I loved it. Name's Peters, Dick Peters. She sat down next to me. A dishwasher blond, 50 year wrinkles and a knowing look on her face. The bartender slid a whiskey sour in a highball glass in front of her. She downed it in seconds. `Ahh' she said wiping her lips with the back of her hand. She looked at me, frowned, looked at my Bud, frowned, looked up at the screen, smiled. `Like what you see, Buddy boy?'. I looked at the screen. Two naked studs were on a bed performing athletically with each others bodies. Next to the bed on a chair, a woman with a clipboard in her lap, black rim glasses and scholarly looking in spite of her mini-skirted, crossed legs and severely exposed decolletage. She was writing something down as the boys assumed various positions. It looked like she might be giving them instructions. `She's hot' I replied telling the truth but not the whole truth. She laughed with a cigarette scratch to her voice. `I'm no fool' said the look on her face. She placed one hand on my thigh and reached the other out to shake my hand. Stephany'. `Peters. Dick Peters'. I looked down at the hand on my thigh. It moved higher. I put a hand on top of hers to restrain it but she gripped my thigh even more fiercely. Her face seemed to say `I can take you down whenever I want dicky'. `Well, Peters`. `*Dick* Peters`. The clipboard girl is hot alright but did you happen to notice the guys on the bed?'. Her hand moved again in spite of my efforts to restrain it. `Not bad, I guess'. `Is that so, Dick? It's my opinion you thought better than `Not Bad`. I saw you playing with yourself while watching them'. `You're very observant, Stephany. Do you always spy on men while they're masturbating?'. I tried to make a joke of it but she wasn't laughing. `You're not ashamed of being a faggot are you Dick?'. `What makes you think I'm...'. She shut my mouth with a hand. Her other hand moved still higher on my thigh closing in on dangerous territory. `I'd be very disappointed if you weren't Dick.' Stephany's hand now busied itself in my lap. She seemed to be trying to unzip my pants. `Oh. Sorry Dick. I hadn't realized your pants were already unzipped. Should have figured that out. Lets watch the video together. I'll take care of the rest'. Her hand was on my penis stroking it with the expertise that comes from decades of phallic manipulations. She started cooing in my ear about how pretty the boys were, how nicely their bodies rubbed against each other, how suckable their cocks were. I could feel her eyes on my face from time to time, observing my enchantment of the homo-erotic scenes playing on the screen. `Boy on boy. What could be better, right Dicky. You like me masturbating you while we watch?'. Before I could answer, my penis ejaculated its own reply to the question, dosing Stephany's hand and my pants and thighs with an orgasmic spume. Stephany laughed and held up her hand dripping with cum. `Well. Look what we've got here. That didn't take long now did it Dicky boy'. Much to my humiliation, Stephany dried her hand on my face covering it with my very own love juice and mocking me with her laughter. She took out a tissue and finished drying her hands. I was too embarrassed to look at her so my eyes remained fixed on the video watching one of the boys licking his tongue around the fleshy knob of his lover. Stephany slipped a few more tissues through the opening in my pants which I used to sop up most of the mess. She whispered in my ear. `I think that boy needs my help, baby'. She pointed to the beautiful blond Adonis a few seats down the bar who had been watching both the video and Stephany's cum inducing ministrations in my lap. `I'll be back' she promised, as her eyes gleamed at the likelihood of another conquest a few bar stools away. Just one more creep looking forward to getting lucky with Stephany's help I thought with a bit of a sneer. 'Like the one she just finished off' an imaginary devil whispered in my ear. `I'll be back' she repeated as she slithered toward her next conquest, a predatory smile on her face. She lied.