Date: Mon, 14 May 2007 20:24:33 -0700 From: Joseph Farrin Subject: COIN LAUNDRY - PART 2 "JOEY, THERE'S NOTHNING WRONG WITH BEING GAY - SOME BOYS ARE B0RN THAT WAY, SO THERE'S NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE. IF YOU HIT ON A STRAIGHT GUY IS THE ONLY TIME YOU NEED TO APOLOGIZE. I'M NEITHER STRAIGHT, BISEXUAL NOR GAY IN MY OWN MIND - I'M JUST PLAIN OVERSEXED AND THE DAY I CAN'T GET OFF ON A TEENAGE BOY IS THE DAY THEY SHOULD BURY ME." I GUESS HE DECIDED TO PROVE HIS POINT BUT I JUMPED A MILE WHEN HE UNZIPPED MY FLY AND HAULED OUT MY COCK. HE LEFT MORE THAN ENOUGH FOR THE TAB AND A TIP AND SAID, "LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!" "DAMN JOEY, YOU HAVE ME ALL HOT AND BOTERED - STAY PARKED FOR A WHILE, WE'LL BE OK; IT'S DARK AND NOBODY'S AROUND, ANYWAY." THEN, HE LEANED OVER AND KISSED ME OPEN MOUTHED ON THE LIPS AND TWIRLED HIS TONGUE AROUND, GRABBED MY JUNK THROUGH MY PANTS AND I FELT MY JIZZ POURING OUT AND RUNNING DOWN MY LEG. I'D HAD AN ERECTION EVERSINCE HE'D MOVED AROUNND TO MY SIDE OF THE BOOTH. HE KNEW WHAT HAD HAPPENED AND SAID, "HURRY HOME BABY BEFORE I SHOOT OFF IN MINE" I BACKED OUT OF THE PARKING SPACE WONDERING IF I WAS EVEN ABLE TO DRIVE. "JOEY, WOULD YOU RECONSIDER LETTING ME STAY A FEW DAYS?" "I WAS JUST GOING TO ASK IF YOU COULD STAY FOR THE REST OF THE SUMMER." "DO YOU THINK YOU COULD MANAGE TAKING CARE OF A SEXFIEND?" "THERE'S NO DOUBT ABOUT IT." AT THE TIME I DIDN'T KNOW THAT HE'D FUCK MY BOTTOM BEFORE TOMORROW ENDED. ONCE INSIDE THE APARTMENT WE STRIPPED AND TOSSED OUR CLOTHES ON A CHAIR. "DID YOUR DAD EVER DRINK ANYTHING STRONGER THAN BEER?" "SCOTCH" 'WHAT'S THAT?" "IT'S A HARD LIQUOR, LIKE BOURBON, BUT IT COMES FROM SCOTLAND AND TASTES DIFFERENT, I GUESS." I REACHED IN THE CUPBOARD WHERE MY DAD KEPT HIS SCOTCH, HANDED HIM A GLASS AND REACHED IN THE FREEZER FOR A TRAY OF ICE CUBES AND ASKED HIM IF HE WANTED TO ADD CLUB SODA. "IF I'M GOING TO TRY SCOTCH, I MIGHT AS WELL TRY IT WITH SODA, I'VE HEARD ONE OR TWO GUYS IN THE ELKHORN ORDER A SCOTCH AND SODA." HE MIXED HIS DRINK AND I GRABED MYSELF A BEER OUT OF THE FRIDGE. "JOEY LET'S TALK BEFORE WE DO ANYTHING. DO YOU WANT TO SIT AT THE TABLE OR TALK IN BED." "IN BED." PROPPED UP WITH PILLOWS AT OUR BACKS, HE TALKED ABOUT THE FAT LADY, HOW HE DID IT FOR A PLACE TO LIVE INSTEAD OF ENJOYMENT, AT LEAST HIS. HE TOLD HOW SHE WOULD CLIMAX TIME AND TIME AGAIN, EVEN THOUGH HE COULDN'T EVEN GET OFF ONCE. THEN HE TOLD ME HE WAS ONE OF THREE CHILDREN, THE YOUNGEST AND ONLY BOY AND HOW HE OFTEN WISHED FOR A BROTHER AND NOW THAT HE WAS OLDER HOW HE OFTEN WISHED FOR A YOUNG BOY LIKE ME TO PLAY WITH IN BED. THEN HE TOLD ME THAT HE WISHED MEN COULD HAVE MULTIPLE CLIMAXES BUT HE COULD CUM TWICE SOMETIMES. HE THEN SAID THAT SEX WAS MOST ENJOYABLE WHEN PROLONGED AS LONG AS POSSIBLE BY BACKING OFF NOW AND THEN, ENGAGING IN A LOT OF FOREPLAY LIKE KISSING, FONDLING, NIPPLE PLAY AND OTHER THINGS WE'D IDENTIFY AS WE GOT USED TO HAVING SEX WITH EACHOTHER. THE DISCUSSION ENDED WITH HIS ASKING IF HE COULD GO GET HIMSELF ANOTHER DRINK. I WATCHED HIS TIGHT LITTLE BUNS AS HE WALKED TO THE KITCHEN AREA AND STARED AT HIM AS HE WALKED BACK WITH HIS HUGE, SEMI ERECT COCK SWINGING BACK AND FORTH IN FRONT OF HIM. HE'D BROUGHT ME ANOTHER BEER AND ASKED ME IF HE COULD SMOKE IN BED AND IF I SMOKED. I TOLD HIM SOMETMES AND HE WOULD FIND AN ASHTRAY ON THE COFFEE TABLE IN THE LOUNGE . ON HIS WAY BACK HE REACHED DOWN TO HIS BACKPACK ON THE FLOOR AND BROUGHT OUT A TUBE AND ANOTHER ITEM WRAPPED IN HIS PALM, THAT I COULDN'T SEE. HE PUT THE TUBE ON THE NIGHTSTAND, EXPLAINING IT WAS LUBE AND PLACED THE OTHER ITEM BEHIND THE BEDSIDE LAMP ON THE NIGHTSTAND. AFTER WE FINISHED OUR CIGARETTES AND MIDWAY THROUGH HIS DRINK HE SAID HE WAS READY FOR ME TO TAKE CARE OF IT FOR HIM. HE SCOOTED CLOSER TO THE MIDDLE OF THE BED' AND STILL PROPPED UP ON A PILLOW, HE SPREAD HIS LEGS WIDE EXPOSING HIS SHAVED GENITALS. NOW BEYOND MERE ERECTION,HIS MAGNIFICANT MANHOOD WAS STICKING STRAGHT UP POINTING TO THE CEILING. AS HE'D MENTONED, I SUCKED HIS NIPLES. HE TOLD ME TO BITE THEM. I DID. THEN I FONDLED FIRST HIS SHAFT AND THEN HIS COCKHEAD. NEXT, JUST BECAUSE I WANTED TO, I GOT BETWEEN HIS LEGS AND RUBBED OUR COCKS TOGETHER. AS I DID SO, HE SMILED AT ME. "JOEY, I THINK WE BETTER GET DOWN TO IT." WITH THAT SAID HE REACHED OVER TO THE LAMP AND PULLED OUT A SMALL BOTTLE AND BEGAN PEELING THE RED AND YELLOW, PLASTIC COVER OFF. HE TOOK OFF THE CAP AND INHALED FIRST WITH ONE AND THEN THE OTHER NOSTRIL, SQUEEZING THE OTHER CLOSED AS HE DID. "JOEY, I WANT YOU TO DO THE SAME." "WHAT IS IT." "SOMETHING TO MAKE OUR FIRST TIME NOT ONLY GOOD BUT UNFORGETABLE." I DID WHAT HE'D ASKED. THE STUFF SMELLED AWLFUL, WHATEVER IT WAS. THEN HE ASKED, "DO YOU WANTTO SUCK IT OR DO YOU WANT ME TO FUCK YOUR MOUTH?" THE WORD FUCK JUST HAS TO BE THE DIRTIEST, MOST POWERFUL WORD IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE SO I CHOSE TO HAVE HIM FUCK MY MOUTH. WHEN I SAW THAT HUGE, CIRCUMCISED, SHAVED COCK COMING TOWARD MY MOUTH BOTH IT AND HIS HAIRLESS BODY LOOKED TO BE ONE - A MACHINE CREATED FOR THE SOLE PURPOSE OF FUCKING. I FELT LIKE A BABY BIRD ABOUT TO RECEIVE A BIG WORM FROM IT'S MOTHER. THE ANALOGY WAS ONLY PARTIALLY CORRECT AS HE PUSHED IT ALL THE WAY IN AND FUCKED ME HARD. HE WAS AS HORNY AND SEX HUHGRY AS I WAS. HE GAVE ME NO VERBAL SIGNAL THAT HE WAS CLOSE TO CLIMAX. INSTEAD, I SENSED THAT THE URETHAL TUBE ALONG THE BOTTOM OF HIS COCK SIGNALED ME WHEN IT ENLARGED. ALMOST IMMEDIATELY I FELT HIS LOVE JUICES SHOOTING OUT AND INTO MY MOUTH. I THOUGHT THAT HAD ENDED THE SESSION BUT HE DIDN'T PULL IT OUT. INSTEAD HE BEGAN FUCKING MY MOUTH AGAIN AND EJACULATED FOR THE SECOND TIME IN A FEW, BRIEF MOMENTS. HE ROLLED OVER ON HIS SIDE - EXHAUSTED, AS WAS I. HE WAS MOTIONLESS WHILE I LOOKED AT HIS STILL ENLARGED, SALIVA COVERED COCK, SWOLLEN LIKE I'D NEVER SEEN A COCK BEFORE. BEFORE WE HAD TIME TO RECOVER THE ROOM LIT UP AS THOUGH IT WAS DAYLIGHT OUTSIDE, FOLLOWED BY THE SOUND OF THUNDER AS IT ROLLED ACROSS THE SKY. I WAS TAKEN BY SUPRISE WHEN KURT TURNED TOWARD ME, BURIED HIS FACE IN MY ARMPIT AND TOLD ME TO PULL THE COVERS OVER US. I DID AS HE ASKED AND THEN WRAPPED MY ARMS AROUND HIM. I KNEW HE WAS TERRIFIED BY LIGHTENING - I HAD A DOG ONCE THAT ALWAYS GOT UNDER THE BED WHEN THE FIRST BOLT STRUCK AND THERE WAS NO COAXING HIM OUT UNTIL THE STORM ENDED. I COULD ACTUALLY FEEL HIM TREMBLING SO I TOLD HIM TO TAKE MY HAND AND FOLLOW ME. I TOOK HIM TO THE WALK- IN- CLOSET IN THE CENTER ROOM AND TOLD HIM TO LAY DOWN ON THE FLOOR AND I'D BE RIGHT BACK. HE CALMED DOWN SOME AS THE LIGHTING AND THUNDER WAS MUTED IN HERE. I LEFT AND THREW THE SWITCH OF THE MAIN ELECTRICAL PANEL LOCATED BY THE BACK DOOR WHICH ACTIVATED THE EMERGENCY LIGHTS, WENT D0WNSTAIRS AND LOCKED THE DOOR TO THE LAUNDRY, RETURNED AND TOOK TWO PILLOW AND THE BLANKET FROM THE BED PLUS TWO BLANLETS FROM THE CHEST OF DRAWERS AND A FLASH LIGHT FROM THE NIGHT STAND ALONG WITH HIS LUBE AND MANAGED TO TUCK ALL OF THEM UNDER MY ARMS EXCEPT FOR HIS LITTLE BOTTLE WHICH I CARRIED BY PUTTING IT IN MY MOUTH AND HOLDING IT BETWEEN MY TEETH. BACK IN THE CLOSET WE MANAGED TO SLEEP UNTIL SOME WEE HOUR OF THE MORNING I BECAME AWARE OF HIS GETTING UP AND FEELING HIS WAY TO THE BATHROOM AND HEARD HIM PISSING IN THE TOILET. WHEN HE RETURNED TO BED, HE ASKED, "J0EY, ARE YOU AWAKE?" "HALF WAY." 'CAN I FUCK YOU?" "NOW YOU TELL ME - HOW WOULD YOU HAVE ANSWERED?" I WAS FRIGHTENED. I KNEW IT WOULD HURT BUT, AT THE SAME TIME, I'D TOLD HIM I WOULD TAKE CARE OF HIM. SOMETIME BETWEEN WHEN I'D SAID THAT AND THIS MOMEMENT, I'D FALLEN IN LOVE WITH HIM, I DIDN'T WANT TO LOSE HIM, SO I GRABBED THE LITTLE BOTTLE AND SAID, "JUST TRY T0 BE GENTLE." I KEPT SWITCHING THE BOTTLE FROM ONE NOSTRIL TO THE OTHER AND TRIED NOT TO FIXATE ON WHAT KURT WAS DOING. IT HURT LIKE HELL. THEN, AT SOME POINT IN THE PROCESS OF GETTING FUCKED, IT DAWNED ON ME THAT THIS WAS AS INTIMATE AS TWO MEN COULD GET. I TRIED TO RELAX AND PRETEND THAT I WAS KURT'S GIRLFRIEND AND IT DAWNED ON ME THAT IF I DIDN'T SATISFY HIM, HE'D FIND A NEW GIRLFRIEND - REALIZING THAT WITH HIS 8-INCH COCK IT WOULD BE A SHORT SEARCH. I FELT HIM EJACULATE A BIG LOAD FOR THE THIRD TIME THIS EVENING.HE TURNED ME OVER AND LAY ATOP ME, KISSING ME LIKE I DIDN'T KNOW WAS POSSIBLE, TELLING ME HOW MUCH HE LOVED ME AND THANKING ME FOR UNDERSANDING HIS FEAR OF LIGHTENING INSTEAD OF LAGHING AT HIM AND FINALLY SAYING, "JOEY, PROMISE YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE ME. WE MAKE A GOOD TEAM - YOU'RE AS OVERSEXED AS I AM." IN THE MORNING, ABOUT 10AM MST, THE PHONE RANG - IT WAS MY DAD CALLING FROM THE UK. HIS MOTHER'S TAVERN WAS A REAL MONEY MAKER AND SHE DIDN'T WANT TO SELL IT BUT THEY WERE HAVING A HARD TIME FINDING A NEW MANAGER. HE'D CALLED TO TELL ME HE MIGHT NOT MAKE IT BACK TO TIN CUP BY SEPT. 1 AND WANTED TO KNOW HOW I WAS MANAGING. I TOLD HIM BRIEFLY ABOUT KURT - NEGLECTING THE SEX PART. HE WAS GLAD I HAD SOMEONE TO KEEP ME COMPANY AND LESSON HIS WORRIES ABOUT ME. THEN HE SUGGESTED I HAVE KURT HELP ME WITH THE LAUNDRY AND PAY HIM. KURT'S RESPONSE WAS, "WHAT A DEAL - GETTING PAID FOR A FEW HOURS WORK EACH DAY ALONG WITH ROOM, MEALS, LAUNDRY AND BAR SERVICE - NOT TO MENTION A CUTE, TEEN AGE SEX SLAVE. SURE I'll TAKE THE J0B." HE EVEN TOLD ME THAT HE'D STAY UNTIL MY DAD RETURNED IF I'D PROMISE TO MOVE WITH HIM TO ONE OF THE COLLEGE OR UNIVERSITY TOWNS IN NORTHERN COLORADO ALONG THE FRONT RANGE. HE COULD MAKE GOOD MONEY THERE, I COULD GO TO SCHOOL AND WE COULD LIVE TOGETHER. TO CLOSE THE STORY WE HAD SEX THREE TIMES A DAY ON THE AVERAGE. SOMETIMES WE'D BE CLEANING THE LAUDRY AT THE 10PM LULL AND KURT, WITHOUT WARNING, WOULD GRAB MY HAND AND LEAD ME UPSTAIRS TO BED, SAYING WE COULD FINISH LATER - EVERY DAY WAS LIKE A HONEYMOON. THANKS FOR READING THIS STORY - THE FIRST PART GOT SCREWED UP, DIDN'T APPEAR IN IT'S ENTIRITY AND ENDED ABRUPBLY. I HAVE TRIED TO RESURREC IT HEREIN. JOE FARRIN