Date: Sun, 6 Feb 2005 10:28:41 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: The Garage Mechanic part 3

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"But let's go upstairs to a bedroom." He continued. "We'll be more
comfortable. Stand up."
I stood, Earl bent at the waist and put me over his broad shoulder in a
Fireman's Lift, he straightened and easily carried me into the house. As we mounted
the stairs my prick rubbed across his muscled chest, I felt my foreskin peel
back again and precum leaked from my knob smearing Earl's silky brown skin. I
couldn't believe I was that hard already, I'd only just cum. When I tossed
off I had to wait at least 5 minutes before I tried again. Earl was really
turning me on! On the landing Earl went to a half open door and pushed it fully
open with his other shoulder.
"Here you go kid, your room for the night." And he threw me onto a double
bed.
Glancing around I saw that the room was quite small, there was a bedside
cabinet and an armchair. The double bed dominated the room, which was all white. I
sat up when Earl stood in front of me, his stiff 9 incher pointing straight
at my face.
"Are you going to suck my big black cock for me kid?" he asked in a low soft
voice.
"I dunno," I stammered, "I've never sucked anyone's prick before."
I was confused. In the back of my mind I could hear my Dad telling me this
was wrong, but I was really turned on, by the situation and even more by Earl.
But I also felt scared, a little frightened, and even a little guilty. I could
feel my face burning.
"Well, why don't you play with it for a bit?" Earl continued in that sexy
voice. "Then maybe you could lick it, see what it's like?"
"Er .. um .. OK." I stuttered and I edged forwards and reached out for his
prick, which was now only inches from my face. I eased his foreskin back and
revealed his big purple knob. I squeezed the shaft, his prick seemed to stiffen
and a gob of precum oozed from his wide prick slit. I gulped. His prick felt
great, steely hard, but silky smooth apart from a couple of prominent veins. I
tossed it very slowly and squeezed again, delighted when another gob of precum
appeared.
"Why don't you lick it kid, I'd love to have your tongue clean my knob."
Earl cajoled in his low sexy voice.
"Um .. er .. um .. er." I muttered, squirming in embarrassment. God was I
articulate! I pulled the ample foreskin fully back and stared at the glistening
knob. Earl had put his strong hands on my shoulders and was gently massaging
them. I thought back to how good it had felt when Earl sucked me, and I
realised I WANTED to make Earl feel as good as I'd felt. I wondered if I was falling
in love?
Closing my eyes I leaned forwards with my tongue stuck out. I hit his knob
almost immediately. I backed off slightly, then actually licked it. It tasted
OK, in fact I realised it tasted good. Opening my eyes I leaned back and
squeezed Earl's shaft once more, and as the precum appeared I licked it off. It
tasted a little stronger than my own, but I loved it.
Earl was softly moaning. "Baby, baby, baby" as he continued to massage my
shoulders with his big strong hands. I tossed, squeezed and licked a couple more
times.
"Come on kid," Earl said encouragingly, "suck my big black cock. I want your
sexy little boy mouth to make me cum. You don't have to eat my cum, I'll
pull out and cum on your face."
I suppose I was in some sort of trance, mesmerised, the image Earl's words
conjured up made me feel really horny. I wanted to worship this man's prick.
Opening my mouth wide I put it over Earl's prick and moved forwards until my
mouth was full. I moved back a touch and closed my lips around the throbbing
shaft. I could feel the big veins pulsing as I ran my tongue around the throbbing
shaft. I'd probably got about four inches of it in my mouth.
"Yes. Yes. Yes." Earl hissed above me.
I started to suck in earnest while I slowly wanked his prick, I felt my own
foreskin roll back as my prick went rigid, and a trickle of precum ran over my
knob. Every now and then I swallowed, Earl was producing lots of precum and I
was producing lots of saliva. Somehow I instinctively knew to be careful with
my teeth.
Earl removed his big hands from my shoulders and held my head.
"Kid," he said softly. "I'm going to fuck your beautiful mouth, hold
steady, but keep sucking."
As he began to move his hips back and forth I grabbed his big ass cheeks,
they were powerfully muscled, and as silky smooth as the rest of his beautiful
body. After several minutes my jaws began to ache, but I'd noticed Earl's
breathing was becoming laboured so I sucked even harder. He speeded his stroke up,
then I felt his prick swell even more, and I jerked back in surprise as a jet
of spunk hit the back of my mouth.
"Yes, oh yes!" Earl groaned. "That's it kid, go on, eat my hot cum."
His second jet hit my forehead, but I got his prick back in my mouth in time
for his third. I wanted to please this man so much. I sucked and swallowed for
all I was worth, as I felt his cum trickle down my face. Then I stiffened as
I felt my own prick jerk and I came unhanded, my boycum landing on my belly
then running down my shaft. Earl was really turning me on, I was amazed that
just sucking his big black prick was enough to make me cum! Earl shot seven times
in all, and apart from the second shot, I managed to swallow it all. His cum
was thicker than mine and tasted stronger, I loved it, nectar! Earl pulled me
up and embraced me, I could feel his half hard prick digging into my belly. My
softening prick was trapped against his muscular thigh, my head was on his
chest. As he softly stroked my back I could hear his heartbeat returning to
normal, as was my own.
"Earl," I squeaked, "I came without touching my prick!"
"Oh my sweet baby," he whispered in my ear, "that's wonderful. You're one
very sexy boy Mark, and you learn things so quickly. We'll rest a bit, have a
drink. Then do you want to learn some more?"
I pulled my head back and looked up into his handsome face. He'd called me
Mark, not kid, perhaps that meant he liked me too.
"I'd do anything to please you Earl, and thanks for calling me by my name."
I replied softly, my voice breaking. "I like you very much, in fact I think I
love you."
I dropped my head in embarrassment, my face burning. I hugged into his strong
manly body.
"Come on Mark," Earl encouraged, lifting my face, "I like you a lot too, let'
s rest then get to know each other more intimately."
He bent forwards and kissed me oh so tenderly, I melted. "He must think
something of me." I thought and I resolved to do anything he asked of me.
We broke apart and Earl went to the bedside cabinet. He extracted a vacuum
flask and two glasses, which he filled from the flask. He handed me one and I
sipped to taste it. It was refreshingly cold and tasted of lemon and herbs.
(What I didn't know was that it also contained a powerful aphrodisiac and a drug
that removed your inhibitions, but I'll tell you more about that later.) I
finished my drink in two gulps, I was very thirsty.
"Was that nice?" Earl asked. "Want some more?"
I grinned and nodded as I held out my glass. Earl took it and half filled it,
emptying the flask as he did so. I noticed his glass was still three quarters
full. He watched intently as I knocked the second glass back and smacked my
lips.
"That was really good, but I'm still thirsty." I said apologetically.
"That's OK Mark, finish mine, there's some more downstairs." And Earl
handed me his glass, which I emptied in three gulps.
"We're both a bit messy." Earl said a big grin across his face. "Why don't
you get in the shower while I top up the flask and I'll come back and wash
your back and you can do mine?"
The thought of showering with Earl turned me on.
"OK." I replied. "Where's the bathroom?"
He took my hand and led me into the corridor up to a door at the far end. I
walked in, Earl followed. The bathroom was about the same size as the bedroom.
Apart from the shower it was tiled from floor to ceiling with white tiles, one
wall had several wall cabinets attached. The floor was tiled with terracotta
tiles. There was a toilet, double hand basin, and a bidet (I didn't know what
it was for, but was too embarrassed to ask). The shower was a large shower
head over a grilled area, which I supposed was the drain. The two corner walls
were stainless steel. I noticed a large hook about seven foot up the wall. There
weren't any shower curtains.
Earl started the shower, and tested the water.
"There you go k .. Mark, just right." He went to the door. "Be right back."
I stood under the shower and let the warm water cascade over my body for
several minutes. My prick had stiffened again, and I resisted the impulse to toss
it, Earl had said he was going to show me other things. I was just reaching
for the soap when Earl came back in.
"Hold on Mark. Don't soap up yet I want to talk to you."
He turned off the shower and sat me on the bidet, he sat on the toilet seat.
He took hold of my hands.
"You like what we've been doing don't you Mark?"
I nodded. "Yes Earl, I've wanted to do things with another man for ages. And
you make me feel so sexy."
He laughed. "Well, I'd like to teach you more, but we have to get you clean
first."
"Yes, the shower?" I said confused.
"No baby, I want to get you clean inside, so that I can make love to your
beautiful boy hole."
I was shocked, then embarrassed, then confused, had I heard right he wanted
to clean out my bum?
"I d d don't understand." I stammered.
"Do you trust me?" I nodded.
"You must know that I won't hurt you then?" I nodded again.
"I'm going to make love to your whole body, and from how you reacted when
you sucked my cock I know you're going to love it. Any time I do something that
hurts you too much, or that your not happy with I'll stop. But only if you say
`Earl stop now please' that way you can say `Stop' or `It hurts' when you
really want me to carry on. Understand?"
I nodded dumbly, still trying to take it all in. Then I realised I would do
anything to please Earl.
"Did you go to the toilet this morning?" he asked.
I blushed furiously I knew exactly what he meant! "Y .. Y .. Yes." I
stammered.
"Right, I'm going to give you an enema." he said. I knew what that was too,
a mate had to have one last year and he'd told me about it in detail. I was
very apprehensive when Earl opened a cupboard and took out what looked like a
hot water bottle, and some tubing, which he filled with water and added
something from a bottle. He hung it from the hook I'd noticed earlier. To cut a long
story short he cleaned me out four times. Then he was satisfied. Then we
showered. My prick had stayed hard all through the ordeal and as Earl dried me off
he knelt and kissed it.
"Come on my beautiful baby," he said taking my hand, "lets go back to the
bedroom."

End of part three, any comments welcome at _INSILVA92@aol.com_

Paul.

This work is copyrighted to the author copyright January 2005.