Date: Fri, 27 Apr 2012 20:29:03 -0700 From: Chubby Slut Subject: Charlie Tries It Out 1 Hey everyone, thanks for reading this story. I hope it gets you off. :-) I love hearing from readers, too, so feel free to email me if you like the story at chubbyslutforyouruse@gmail.com. Thanks a bunch. Chapter 1 Charlie was new to being gay. Well, that wasn't quite right. He'd known he was gay for quite a long time. But he hadn't acted on it. Only recently had he started to think about making it happen for real. He hadn't intended for anything to happen at the part that Saturday, but it did. He'd decided after his breakfast that he wasn't going to waste his Saturday inside, even if it was overcast and slightly gloomy, so he hopped a bus to the park by the beach. He wasn't intending on doing anything too strenuous, so he didn't change into workout clothes or anything, just kept on his Saturday sweats and the college tee shirt he'd received as a graduation gift from his mom after he mentioned that he didn't have any clothes with the school's name on them. He wandered around the park for awhile, taking in the scent of the outdoors. He could hear the gulls calling, and while it wasn't a bad day out, it wasn't a sunny day either. There weren't too many people in the park, which Charlie actually preferred. He felt more himself when he was alone, and there weren't crowds of people yelling and disturbing the day. He's been there for a couple of hours when he had to use the bathroom. The park facilities were of the variety that didn't get cleaned very often and had a trough-style urinal. When he walked in, there was a guy already standing at the urinal in the middle. The man was wearing a white tee shirt that was damp with sweat and some black basketball shorts that came down past his knees. Walking up to the urinal, Charlie pulled down his sweats and whitey-tighty underwear, and pulled his dick out to piss. He got his stream going and then of course he looked--he could never resist the sight of a man's cock. The guy wasn't peeing at all, and his cock was hard in his hand, stroking a smooth tube that was uncut, probably 6 or 7 inches long, and looked pretty thick. He also noticed that the man had no underwear on at all, and that his balls were tucked under the elastic waistband of the gym shorts. Charlie stood transfixed at first, unable to keep from staring at the cock, his own cock hardening despite the urine streaming out of it. Then he looked up and met the guy's eyes. The guy chuckled, and reached over and took Charlie's still-pissing cock into his hand. Charlie just let him do it. His urine stream trailed off and the guy shook Charlie's cock a few times, getting it to its full 4.5" length, then started stroking him off. Charlie swallowed hard, his own hand tentatively reaching out and taking hold of the other man's cock. It felt odd to have his hand on another hard penis. He was surprised how soft it was, and how heavy it felt in his hand compared to his own. After only a few minutes, Charlie couldn't take it anymore and he orgasmed hard, shooting cum into the trough urinal in front of him, and then dribbling more out onto the floor and his own sneakers. He wasn't sure what to do next, but the guy decided for him, removing his hand from Charlie's cock and putting it on his shoulder, applying pressure until Charlie realized he was supposed to kneel down. Once Charlie hit his knees, the guy stepped forward and pushed his cock right onto Charlie's face, sliding it around his lips, eventually causing it to pop into Charlie's mouth. The cock felt huge in his mouth. He tried to remember what he had read on the internet about sucking a cock--no teeth, no teeth--but his mind blanked and he just started sucking on it like it was a pacifier. The guy let him fumble around for about thirty seconds, then decided he had enough fucking around. He grabbed the back of Charlie's head gently with one hand and slowly pushed his cock forward in Charlie's mouth, hitting the back of his throat. Charlie had the almost irresistible urge to throw up, but he repressed it. The guy pumped in and out of Charlie's mouth for a few minutes, hitting his throat harder and harder each time, and eventually he slid a couple inches of his meat down Charlie's throat and held it there. The urge to vomit was almost irresistible, and Charlie was struck with the fact that he couldn't breathe. "Breathe through your nose," the guy said, and Charlie was surprised how light and soft his voice was. After a few seconds of holding it in his throat and breathing carefully through his nose, Charlie relaxed. Something must have felt different to the man, because he took that moment to start pumping slowly, moving his cock only an inch or so, keeping it lodged in Charlie's throat. Eventually, he pulled his cock free from the throat, and started taking longer strokes. The man's balls, which had been effectively motionless on Charlie's chin while his cock was buried in the throat, started a pendulum motion, softly hitting Charlie's chin and upper neck a moment after the man's cock slid back into Charlie's throat. Charlie was surprised to find how good it felt, getting his throat to accommodate a cock like that, how nice the weight of the man's balls felt when the hit him in the throes of lust. Charlie started moving his tongue along the underside of the man's cock as the man fucked his face, and he reached his hands up and wrapped them around the man's waist, tugging his basketball shorts down to the ground, and then taking hold of the man's lightly furred butt cheeks. They felt solid, well-muscled. He played around with the cleft of the man's ass as he continued to fuck Charlie's throat, and Charlie thought that this must be something like what heaven must feel like. He brought his right hand around to the front of the man, and cupped his weighty balls in them, massaging them gently with his fingers. Apparently this was too much for the man to take because he grabbed hard at Charlie's hair with both hands and sank his cock all the way down Charlie's throat, penetrating deeper even than when he'd been getting the throat used to his girth. The man grunted and groaned and Charlie could feel the man's cock twitching hard in his mouth and down his throat. He swore he could feel the cum hitting his esophagus as the man came violently. The man kept his cock lodged down Charlie's throat for about half a minute, his hands still gripping Charlie's head tightly, keeping Charlie's nose buried in his trimmed pubes. Eventually, he pulled his cock out slowly, letting the softening member deflate from its high. He patted Charlie on the head and said, "Thanks, champ," then pulled up his gym shorts, leaving his cock and balls hanging out. He walked over to the sink and grabbed a paper towel from the dispenser, wetting it and then wiping down his cock and balls. Then he left, while Charlie still knelt on the floor, his cock hard and sticking out of his pants. Charlie closed his eyes and thought of the feeling of that man's cock in his throat. He reached down to his cock and started pumping it, imagining what his own cock would feel like sliding into someone's mouth. It wouldn't be long enough to reach a guy's throat, but he didn't care. He pumped his cock in his hand, imagining that sensation, thinking of the man's cock and the taste he still had in his mouth. His cock in one hand, Charlie reached behind himself, into his tight white underwear, and felt the cleft of his own ass. His ass wasn't hard like the man's had been, but was softer. Not fat by any means, but there was a layer of fat over the muscle that jiggled when Charlie jumped or ran fast. He worked his fingers down the cleft of his ass and found his hole, and rubbed his fingers against it. He didn't penetrate it at all, just pushed his fingers against it and rubbed while he pounded his cock with his other hand. He imagined his fingers were the man's spit-covered cock pressing against his hole, begging for entry. He imagined giving into that pleasure, that man inserting himself into Charlie's ass, taking him fully. As the man's cock buried itself fully inside him in his imagination, Charlie came for the second time, spewing jizz all over the floor in front of him. He came hard, and his cock spasmed for several moments after the jizz was completely drained from his body. He's never had an orgasm that powerful.