Date: Wed, 9 Nov 2005 22:50:55 EST
From: LarzDominion@aol.com
Subject: Monique's Husband part IV

Some real male bonding with Richard. Lars fucks a str8 married man's butt.
Monique's husband part IV.

I'd pushed Richard through the front door bare assed. He stumbled over to the
bar stool and all but collapsed, his arms on the counter. Peculiar, as I had
not had him run laps. Sure, I'd dragged him out to the local leather bar in a
scanty outfit. Yeah, I'd let the studs there at Pec's Leather Man's Bar
squeeze his slave's melons. Rich had been good to his word about our deal so far.
But, the real workout was yet to come if he was still game.

I had all night to play with this man as I didn't work Monday. His cock was
looking mighty fine and half hard. Now, I've played dominate/submissive games
with pro's before. I know that the erotic part is having one's boundaries
tested as a sub. But I also know it is irritating when the Dom forgets that the sub
is playing a game for the fun of it. I wanted Rich's experience this evening
to be fun.

I walked over to the bloke and put my hand on his back and ran it down to his
bare cheeks pulling him into an embrace. I wrapped my other arm around him
playing with his hair. Rich responded by wrapping his arms around me and burring
his face in my hairy chest. I liked the way he mashed his face back and forth
over my furry pecs. Nice. Couldn't help myself as I let my fingers wander
into his trench, sinking into his asshole. I grabbed his hair harder and directed
his mouth onto my left nipple. Fingering a dude's butthole is a high art of
which I am a master. And I did indulge myself. As I did so it was my turn to
moan as I forced his biting mouth over my nip. Yep, just a little male bonding
and both of our penis' were erect and throbbing. So what's a Dom to do? You
know I did yank his head back by his hair and laid a sloppy French Kiss on his
str8 sucky lips! Fuck. He reacted like a maiden being taken. He'd gone this far
and I still had my educated finger dialing heaven on his center of being.
Smack! I whomped his ass. I yanked his hair as I passionately kissed him while
warming up his bum. Smack smack smack ~ kiss me you fool ~ as we crushed the
breath out of each other. Rich opened his mouth and dueled with my tongue. Smack
smack smack I dipped my fuck finger back in. Damn but this guy is a good
kisser, I thought. Envy entered my soul for Monique's husband.

This is the moment that I fall in love all too easily. You know that you all
do too. Sucking face with a hot sex dream cum true, his ass in your hands, his
hardon smashed up against yours. And you know at that moment that you are
gonna get to fuck his butch cherry ass. Pure ecstasy! Str8 love for sale is the
icing on the cake. Even though you never thought you would betray your best
girlfriend's territory.

Past reason, I sank down on my knees, and took his turgid seven incher into
my mouth for a quick taste. Manna from heaven. His balls smelled so good I had
to lave them too. "You go all the way, Rich?" I grinned up at him as I pressed
my fuck you finger down on his prostate gland. Wow. I'd just handed him the
power back. Well, a little bit, but not if he really wanted that, much begged
for, $200.00 bucks. Yeah, you know he did want it. Money or no money. He'd gone
this far, and his hot str8 ass wanted a hard cock to go where no man has gone
before. Who would ever know?

That handsome black haired, dark eyed, butch man looked down at me and said
"yeah, fuck me Lars." Holy Mother of God I had that hot fucker on my bed flat
on his back fast as I sank my own well lubed asshole down on his rod, devouring
it whole. I wanted to bounce up and down on it just to get my inspiration up,
you understand. He grabbed my leaking joint as I clenched forward and pushed
back on him with fervor. Ah, Str8 hard dick up my ass! Happy now, I came off
his cock with a big pop. Hoisting his legs in the air I proceeded to educate
him why a guy with a beard between his cheeks and an enthusiastic tongue makes
for a happy asshole. I wiped his arse with my bearded face and rubbed my furry
pecs all over his pucker with gusto. Did pushups on his hairy crack with my
cock drooling precum all over his whorish manhole, too.

"Fuck me, Lars" he yelped as I pushed my more than ready cock flange into his
tight cherry ring of fire. I liked him in this position as I could see every
little expression pass over his face as the ass pounding commenced. I like the
dirty talk, too. The oh's, ow's, moans, oh yeah's and fuck me's! Sliding it
in balls deep inspires facial expressions on the fuckee which puts the wood in
one's pecker.

"How's that Rich. Like that? That the spot bud? Tell daddy how much you want
that. Want that boy? Want me to fuck you some more? Want it? Yeah. That good
right there, pal?" It put steam in my turbine to hear Richard say "Fuck yeah.
Fuck me Lars. Oh yeah, right there dude. Fuck me, Sir. Yes daddy fuck me fuck
me fuck me." Pounding some str8 pud can be quite educatin'. Woof!

Doin' push ups on his arse, legs bent behind his ears, I pulled my naked cock
out his cherry and jacked a creamy load all over his balls and hole.
Grrrrr... Little shit hadn't cum yet although he was jackin' like crazy. I just pulled
his legs farther apart and licked up all my spooge from his pucker and balls
while he yelled "oh, daddy" blowing his own wad in his face. Double woof! And
you thought str8 guys were no fun. I dropped his legs fast and belly flopped
down on him to lick his cum off his lips while about crushing the life out of
him in my arms.

Long story short. I spooned Richard all night long, very sweet dreams, his
ass pressed up against my cock. Morning found him with his face in the pillow,
as I had my way with him in that position, again. I flipped him over, blew his
stud dick, and swallowed. That was breakfest. Mmmmmm... The bloke got his
$200.00 bucks. You bet your ass he did. He had a smile on his face as I smacked
his ass on his way out the door.

The quirky twist is that two weeks later I get a call from Monique. "Let's do
lunch. I need to talk to you. It's about Richard," she says. "Sure babe. How
about Hamburger Mary's today around 1:00ish. Meet you there darlin'". Time to
pay the piper. She'll probably shoot me dead. That's why I choose a public
place. Nothing like an audience for a final exit.

Monique was quite chipper as she found me at the outdoor bar. She informed
me, over several martini's and lunch, that Richard had run off during her
absence. Which, by the way, had been an out of town fling with her old flame,
Fernando. Fickle slut. Apparently, Rich had contacted several of her friends and had
hit them up for money for their rent and bills before he skipped out. Imagine
the look of mock surprise on my face!

Had he tried to borrow some money from me too? She wanted to know. Well,
sure, I confessed that he had come over and spent one Sunday night over at my
house. Yes, I had "lent" him $200.00 bucks only because I was worried about her
possessions. Her eyes immediately narrowed on the point of his having spent the
night. Remember, she had pantsed him and waved his cock in my face the night
she had introduced him to me. "Lars, did you fuck him?" She got right to the
point.

Picture the shocked look of innocence on my face. "No way, Monique. Sure I
wanted to and he seemed real friendly like. But would I do that to you,
darlin'?" She bought it, heaved a sigh of relief, followed up with a heart felt laugh.
"Well for $200.00 bucks you should have!"

"I'll keep that in mind next time babe." We both laughed.

Lars