Date: Fri, 31 Oct 2003 08:00:14 -0800 (PST) From: Giovanni Major Mastrogiacomo Subject: Mr. Gray A hundred years ago, when I was a teenager I used to take care of my dad's best friend's kids; I think because they were twin boys like my brother and me. Friday nights I could usually expect to make some money over at Mr. Gray's house while he and his wife went out for the evening. Usually they would return about eleven and I would just walk home; a short walk, being that I lived just a few houses away. But this one Friday night they didn't come back as I expected and by one o'clock I just couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I fell asleep watching TV in the basement family room. I don't know what time it was but I awoke to the most wonderful feeling; I had a raging hard-on but it was in Mr. Gray's mouth! I suppose fear held me still but it was soon replaced with joy. I guess I sort of relaxed into it -- reveling in the strange mix of emotions and sensations, my first sexual experience with someone other than my brother. And let me tell you my brother sure didn't make me feel like Mr. Gray did! Mr. Gray was always my favorite friend of my Dad's; he was dark skinned, well over six feet tall and solid, like a football player. All summer long, Mr. Gray wore sandals, a muscle T-shirt, and short shorts. Thick black fur covered his skin -- I couldn't even look at him without getting an erection. I think he knew it too, I often saw him adjust himself while sitting down so that his big furry testicles would sort of squeeze out of his shorts -- and he knew I couldn't tear my eyes off of them. Big, furry globes that always made me leave wet spots on my shorts, the pre-cum would be draining out of me like crazy. I didn't even try to hide my bulge from him. I had often fantasized about Mr. Gray. Just about every night when I went to bed I would start making my teen cock hard thinking about seeing him getting out of our swimming pool, his black, wet, furry rippled stomach, his swim suit heavy with water, outlining his thick cock. He would lay out on our patio in his baggy shorts; from the pool, I could look up the leg of his shorts and see his big hairy balls and that massive mushroom head. How many times had he positioned himself perfectly for me? There had even been times when my brother and I would both be in the pool, close to the side, concentrating on what Mr. Gray was showing us as we beat off in the water, shaking with fear of being caught -- what an adrenalin rush! And then, seeing my brother spray his cum under water, a thick string floating out from his stone-hard erection I would start clouding the water myself. I loved that! Anyway, there I was on that special Friday night with Mr. Gray sucking my cock and getting it so hard it hurt. Then I started feeling that tensing that happens before I shoot my cum. I started to panic again, I can't shoot my cum into the mouth of my dad's best friend! Mr. Gray must have known I was close; he stopped, pulling my cock out of his mouth. Moving carefully as if he thought I was still asleep, he pulled my shorts all the way off then stood up, taking off his shirt and pants. He had a massive hard-on in his underwear and I could see his big wet spot. I almost gasped as he pulled his underwear off allowing this long, thick dark-skinned cock to levitate just above me. Mr. Gray's cock was average length but it was massively thick. To this day I have seen only one other cock as thick as his was. But there is was, stretched out before me, oozing pre-cum with those heavy testicles in a furry bag hanging so low, I wanted to lick them and taste that pre-cum! How could he NOT know I was awake?! At thirteen or fourteen, I was already a pretty hairy little monkey myself. In the showers at school, I could see that my body was older than a lot of the other guys; they had very little body hair while I had already started shaving. I felt sort of jealous though because my flaccid cock looked smaller than the others guys' did. I was desperate to find out if their erections were bigger than mine. I would be pissed off if everybody else's erection got bigger than mine did and all I had to compare it to was my twin brother's who didn't count; we were identical! So while Mr. Gray was standing there in front of me --naked-, his hairy thighs touching mine, I still had no idea if my cock was short or long. The room was dark, just the light from the TV set shone, but I was still careful not to open my eyes to wide or for to long. Although it was the hardest thing I ever did - to close my eyes while this hairy man was so close to me?! When my eyes were closed, I felt a cool cream being applied to my erection; THAT felt great! I had never used a cream to masturbate with before but I would make sure to have an ample supply under my bed from then on! His great big hand slipped up and down my cock. Then he sort of straddled me so that his massive hairy thighs were tight against mine, locking me under his body -- where I hoped to be for the rest of my life, thank you! Then he leaned forward and I felt his hard cock against mine as he pumped his hand up and down, squeezing our cocks together. I remember how my cock felt so small clamped tight against his. But the pleasure was unbearable -- and so was the fear, I couldn't help trembling but he took no notice of it. He moved his body so that he was sort of laying on me but didn't let all of his weight come down on me. His fat dick rubbed itself on my stomach as his hairy chest was just inches from my face. I could open my eyes, see thick fur, and smell him too; the lotion and his sweat, it all drove me crazy! His big, purple nipples dangled just above me! I wish I had known then what I know now; I would have clamped down on those suckers and never let go! He stopped and I almost tried to grab his hips, keeping him from moving but he sort of sat on me, my cock squashed under the glorious weight of his body. Then he just flexed his big thighs, reached back to my cock and I wasn't sure but I thought he might have pushed my cock into his butt! I had heard about guys doing that and I had always wanted to try it but my brother wouldn't have anything to do with that, (that changed, let me tell you!) This huge, hairy adult male was slipping my erection in and out of his ass! My arms were pinned at my sides by his furry thighs while his huge cock danced inches from my face. I was sure this is what Heaven must be like and there was no way I was going to let this be a one time thing. And then that tensing feeling started to build, I was frantic! Mr. Gray had only slid up and down on my cock a few times! I needed more of this! I tried everything I could think of to hold off; the death of my dog; my being caught beating off in the locker room at school; the time I broke my arm in soccer; it wasn't working! I was going to shoot loads of cum into Mr. Gray's big hairy asshole! I had never flexed my muscles so hard before and the force of my orgasm sent me doubling up into a sitting position -- face first into Mr. Gray's cock, smashing it against his hairy stomach. Instinctively I opened my mouth as I had the most glorious orgasm, spasm after spasm, over, and over again. His fat cock in my mouth and me shooting what felt like gallons of cum into this man was perfect -- until I tasted his cum. He started filling my mouth with cum - now THAT'S perfection! There was way too much for me to swallow, it was spilling out onto my face, tangling into his body hair as his deep voice grunted with each squirt. I didn't let go of his cock. I never wanted to let go. But he pulled away from me, moving down on the sofa and stretching his massive body out, half covering me, keeping me warm. One of his big hands slipped to the back of my head, directing it toward him until he kissed me. His tongue licked my lips and pushed its way into my mouth -- what a sensation! He sucked on my mouth and tongue, kissing me over, and over. Both of our cocks were still hard and I couldn't help myself; with my free hand, I found his big dick and just started pulling on it. It seemed like we kissed forever. I was hoping he would suck my entire being inside of him where I could live in forever, always being able to feel his strong, hairy body. He shifted a bit so I could get a better handle on his sticky cock. It felt so massive! I kept masturbating him, the desperation of his kisses telling me he was going to shoot his cum on me. I felt a shot land on the side of my head and another land on my chest. His erection felt like a baseball bat. He licked his own cum off of my body and sucked on my cock until I came again. As suddenly as it started, it ended. He swallowed my cum as it shot down his throat and then silently grabbed his clothes and faded into the darkness of his house. I lay there, sticky and still erect replaying the events that had just taken place. It wasn't enough. I beat off again, feeling like Super Man for having produced enough cum and momentum to send it shooting onto my stomach. I remember laying there, wanting the cum to dry before pulling my clothes back on but I must have fallen asleep. I woke up to Mr. Gray's kiss and warm hand on my cum-caked crotch. He said it was morning and time to go home. As if nothing had happened I pulled on my clothes, and started for the stairs when Mr. Gray stopped me. He turned me around, kissing me again as I felt his hand in the pocket of my shorts. Of course I got an instant erection but he withdrew his hand, gently squeezed my protruding dick and spun me back around toward the stairs. My mom was sitting in our kitchen, sipping coffee when I came in through the sliding glass door. She asked me if everything went all right and I chuckled, nervously saying it was very, very all right. I rushed past her so she wouldn't see my erection, hurrying up to the bathroom to shower -- and beat off again - before going back to bed and sleeping until three that afternoon. When I went to toss my shorts into the clothes hamper, I pulled money out of my pocket. Mr. Gray had slipped ten, twenty-dollar bills into that pocket.