Date: Wed, 23 Jan 2002 06:27:26 -0700
From: Clone Buggs <cqsqfq@hotmail.com>
Subject: *And* Hot Pies and Size Queens part 9

Mall Cruise


	Saturday is my favorite time in the big shopping mall near where I live.
There are thousands of shoppers, and just scads of guys that are easy to tip
for sex.  One of my best conquests happened just a week ago tomorrow.  I
don't have any hopes it might be repeated, but maybe I'll have a better one
tomorrow.
	I was standing in front of the sporting goods store, looking at a display
of running shoes.  I find that men who come shopping with their wives, get
bored, and gravitate to sporting goods stores.  The mall has three, and I
nearly always luck out.  Most of the time, they are afraid their wives will
get finished, and come looking for them, so it's just a quickie suck job in
the toilet.  I usually fold my legs on the seat, and it looks like a guy
having a piss in private.  I must have swallowed a thousand loads like that,
and some of the guys are regulars, who actually come looking for me.
	But last Saturday, was different.  Like I said, I was looking at this
running shoe display, when I noticed this hunky guy reflected in the glass.
He was behind me, leaning against the second floor railing, and I could tell
he was checking out my butt.  I stood there, and shifted my weight
occasionally from hip to hip, and slipped a hand in my back pocket and gave
myself a massage.  I watched him in the reflection, and saw I was having an
effect.  He kept pulling on his crotch.  I pulled on the back of my shorts,
like I was trying to get my underwear out of my crack, but of course, I
wasn't wearing any, and when I wiggled my butt, and tugged my pants, he put
his hand over his mouth, and rolled his eyes.  I turned around, and looked
straight at him and walked away.  At the entrance to the long hall that led
to my favorite men's room, I paused and looked over my shoulder, and smiled
at him before heading down the hall.
	The reason it's my favorite toilet in the mall, is because it is tucked
away in a far corner, and not many guys even know it's there.  It is most
always empty.  But it wasn't last Saturday.  There was a dad in there with
three kids, changing the shitty diaper on one.  The place reeked of baby
shit, and I nearly gagged.  I turned around, and I could see him walking
down the hall toward me.  I decided to tough it out, and try to get him to
follow me to another toilet on the floor below.  It was also less used, and
might be empty.
	When I got abreast of him, he looked at me in a funny way, and I cocked my
head, trying to make him understand he was to follow me.  He put out a hand,
and touched me lightly on the arm.
	"Where are you going," he whispered.  I jerked my head at the men's room
door.
	"Mall rats," I hissed.
	"Well, do you have a place we could go?"  The thought had never crossed my
mind he'd follow me home.  I live a block away from the mall, in a
semidetached development.
	"My place is close, but I walked over this morning."
	"My car's in the lot, I'll drive if you want."  I looked at his strong
athletic body, and his wedge shaped chest.  His arms were relaxed, but he
brought his left hand up and gripped his bicep, and I saw the gleam of gold
in the subdued light of the hall.  My favorite conquest is a married man.
	"Lead the way."  He turned, and we were soon exiting the mall, and headed
to his car.
	The late model Ford, was blue, and the air conditioning was wonderful.
Cars do get hot in the desert heat.  I gave him directions to my place, and
slipped my hand into his lap to explore the goodies.  He got hard instantly.
  His cock felt like a good eight incher.
	"You shopping with your wife?"  I looked at his handsome profile, as he
drove.
	"She's having her hair done, and a makeup job.  Won't be ready for," he
glanced at his watch and did a calculation in his head.  "Two hours."  He
grinned at me, and pulled into my drive way.
	"What brings you to gay sex," I was curious, as I led him into my living
room.  I seated him on my white leather couch, and put the porn video I had
been watching on, while I peeled him out of his clothes.
	"I got into it in the military.  I was engaged to Jenny before I went in to
the Army, and I guess we just got married because it was expected of us."
	"Do you mind if I strip too," I asked, looking down at his naked body
stretched out with one of the most suckable hardons I'd seen in ages.
	"Please do.  I like to feel skin on skin."  He stroked himself a time or
two, and a droplet of clear liquid appeared in his piss slit.
	"How are you and, uh, Jenny getting along now that you're married?"  He
looked at me for a minute before answering.
	"She thinks a lot of the sexual stuff I like, is dirty.  She talks to her
girl friends about it all the time, and I feel like our sex life is an open
book to a bunch of real bitches."
	"What do you like that she thinks is dirty?"
	"I love getting blown, but she won't touch it with her mouth.  I like
having my ass rimmed, but that's even worse.  I brought home a dildo one
time, and tried to get her to fuck me with it while I was fucking her, and
she locked me out of the bedroom, and I had to sleep on the couch."
	"So what did you do?"
	"I fucked myself with the dildo, and jerked off half the night.  She still
can't figure out why the curtains in the living room have a big yellow
stain."  We both laughed.
	I lowered myself between his knees, and he spread his legs for me.  His
nutsack was sweet smelling, and I took them into my mouth.  He moaned, and
put his hands on my head, and moaned again.  I sucked his nuts for a few
minutes, until he was murmuring that it felt so good he could cum that way.
I lifted his legs up to his chest, and let my tongue slide lower until I
found his little pucker winking away at me.  I covered it, and he began to
moan louder.  His ass was tender, and he began to put pressure on my head,
forcing my mouth deeper into his crack.
	"It's been so long baby.  Suck my ass."  He was doing his best to open up
for deeper penetration of my tongue.  I felt his sphincter loosening and
expanding, and suddenly I was probing his dark and musky corridor with my
tongue.  He bucked on the couch, and forced me harder against his butthole.
My tongue was delving deep into his shitter, and he was whimpering and
hugging my head as tight as he could hold me.
	He suddenly shuddered, and dragged me out of his asshole.  He used one hand
to grip his pulsing cock, and the other to force my mouth over his flaring
cock head.  As my mouth closed over him, he erupted with geysers of hot
sticky cum.  	 I started moaning and sucking, taking every spurt as it
erupted from his long hard pipe.  As his ejaculation declined, and began to
dribble out of his piss slit, I let my mouth engulf him completely, and
sucked him dry of cum.  His cock began to expand in my mouth instead of
deflating as I expected.  It wasn't long before he was hard again.
	"Can I fuck you?"  His eyes pleaded with me to say yes.  I went for rubbers
and lube.  He suited his cock in latex, and I laid my chest on the leather
sofa, and luxuriated in his sexy hands getting my asshole lubed and ready
for him.  He asked me to get around behind the couch, and bend over the
back.  He wanted to watch my video while he fucked me.  I did as he asked,
and I soon felt his rockhard shaft sliding into my butthole.
	He began gently, but was soon stroking like a superfucker, driving me over
the wall.  My dick was hard and drizzling clear ooze all over my leather
couch.  I thought of the yellow stain on his wife's curtains, and had to
laugh.
	"Oh jesus," he moaned, that was incredible, can you do it again."  I tried,
but it wasn't the same.
	"Are you ticklish?"  He grabbed my ribs on both sides, and sent me into
paroxysms of laughter.  The sensation of him pounding my ass, and being
tickled to death was ecstatic.  I started  blowing cum all over my white
couch, and my tightening assring, caused him to unload again, and he let me
have a dozen good jabs of his cock, as he emptied his balls into me.
	When he was through, he moved me out of the way, by lifting me and tilting
me over on to the couch seat. I lay there nursing my semihard cock, while he
licked and sucked up all of my cum so it wouldn't stain my leather.  When he
was finished with that job, he came around and dropped to his knees, and
swallowed my dick and started sucking.  I began to expand in his mouth, and
before a minute had passed, he had me on the brink again.  I grabbed his
head, and forced him down on my cock hard.  He shoved a finger or two up my
asshole, and I blasted off for parts unknown.
	I came to my senses, with him licking my body all over.  I could feel the
cold spots his wet trails of saliva made across my chest, and down my legs.
Even my feet were included in his tongue bath.
	Too soon, it was time for him to go, but he said he'd call when he gets the
chance to get away.  I'm looking forward to his next visit.  I hope it's
soon.  Meantime, tomorrow is another Saturday, and the Mall beckons.

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