Date: Fri, 20 Jun 2003 22:41:24 EDT
From: JTGuy20@aol.com
Subject: Mark and the motel room

The following is a mere fantasy, not a real incident.  It involves some of my
turn-ons, as well as some things I wrote to specifically try to get you guys
off.  I wrote it as though it was actually happening to me, including my
reactions to things.  It is as real as a fictional story can be, and I hope you
enjoy it.  It's a little more down and dirty than my first few (which were true
stories).  If you have any questions, comments, or ANYTHING please feel free to
email me at JTGuy20@aol.com.  I love hearing from you guys.


For the past few months I've found that a lot of people are sending me
instant messages.  I enjoy chatting with people I know and meeting new people from
all over the world.  About 2 months ago I started chatting with Mark.  He's a
guy from a completely different part of the country than me, but we seem to
have a lot in common.  Fairly early on he admitted to me that he was gay.  I had
figured it out already, because while I was always talking about my latest
date with a female he'd remain silent.  I told him that it didn't bother me that
he was gay.  Like most boys, I had once wondered whether or not I was
homosexual.

A few nights ago, Mark suggested we meet.  He said that he would be in my
area on business and he'd really like to get together.  I said that it sounded
fun, but there wasn't really much to do here.  Mark said that if we got
together, there'd be "plenty to do".  I had to admit that the thought excited me,
especially since he was basically a complete stranger.  The thought of a one-night
stand in a hotel room appealed to me, though it was completely out of
character.  I decided what the hell.  After all, you only get one shot at life.  So I
agreed to meet him at about 8pm at his hotel.

Pulling up I have to admit that I began to have second thoughts.  What was I
doing?  I sat in my car for about ten minutes staring at his door and
wondering what to expect.  If he invited me in and wanted to have a few drinks or
talk...I had no clue what to do or say.  Once again, the tingling feeling in my
crotch made the decision for me (doesn't it always?).  I got out of the car and
walked up to the door.  Very lightly, I gave a knock.  The door opened and I
saw that the room was dark except for about 5 candles on each night stand.  It
was obvious what Mark had in mind!

"Come in.  I'm glad you actually came.  I figured you'd stand me up."

"Who me?  I wouldn't miss it for the world" I replied.

Though we had traded pictures online, I couldn't help but notice that he WAS
attractive.  Short blonde hair, blue eyes, tall.  It also pleased me that he
wasn't really muscle-bound.  Without a word he took my hand and led me to the
bed.  I confessed that I'd never been with a guy before, but I was perfectly
willing to give it a shot.  He pushed my shoulders down until I was sitting on
the edge of the bed.  He stood in front of me and slowly began to undress.
First, he pulled off his t-shirt.  He was thin, and there was some definition in
his pecs and stomach.  He then began to slowly unbutton his jeans.  After
about the third button it became obvious that he wasn't wearing any underwear.  I
could clearly see his patch of dark pubic hair.  He pulled the jeans down,
revealing a very nice circumcised dick.  By this time he was already semi-hard,
and of course that got me very excited.  I could feel the blood begin to fill
my own penis.  It strained against my boxers and windpants.

"Let's see what we've got here" he said as he reached for my waist.  Within a
couple of seconds he had untied the zip string.  Before taking my pants off,
he first pulled them out and took a peek.

"Think that'll work for you?" I asked.

"Mmm, I think that works." he replied.

Needless to say, my windpants were on the floor in a flash.  He practically
ripped my shirt off and immediately began kissing my neck and chest.  I was
leaning back on my elbows, and I could see that my erection was VERY obvious.  I
was making a virtual tent out of my shorts as he traced his way down my body.
When he got to my nipples he took some time licking around them and very
gently kissing them.  Before moving on, he gave each one a teasing little nibble.
He continued kissing down my body.  His tongue darted into my belly button a
couple of times and continued to move downward.  He must have kissed every
centimeter of my happy trail before his lips reached the elastic waistband of my
undies.  His hands slid up my legs, further and further, until he had me
exactly where he wanted me: completely naked.

"I LOVE that you shaved for me." he said, the lust obvious in his voice.

"I'm glad."

As his hand wrapped around my now rock-hard cock, I sat up on the edge of the
bed.  He dropped to his knees and started tracing his tongue up my thigh.
I'm usually very quiet in situations like these, but I couldn't stifle a small
moan.  Before long, his tongue made it to my balls.  He deliberately worked his
tongue up the seam, to the base of my dick.  I watched as he then kissed
every square inch of my sack, taking in the scent.  I could hardly stand it.  I
could literally watch my prick pulsate with my pulse.  Mark lifted my sack and
worked his kisses below them, where the smooth skin is softest.  He was making
little "mmm" sounds as he did so, seemingly enjoying every second of it (as
was I).  After several minutes of this, he finally made his way up to my penis.
Beginning at the base he slowwwwwly ran his tongue all the way up to my slit.
 Of course I was oozing precum, and he greedily lapped it up.  His lips
wrapped around the head of my prick.  I could feel the warmth of his mouth as he
blew me.

"Oh, Mark....." I practically gasped.

"Mmmmmmmm" was all he managed.

Involuntarily I began thrusting my hips up and down, adding to the overall
sensation of his blowjob.  I was producing precum like crazy and Mark couldn't
seem to get enough!  He swallowed it and looked me in the eye, begging for
more.  I could hardly believe it.

"You know, I'm having all the fun here.  Why don't you come up here with me
and let me share the experience." I told him, winking.  He let my cock slip out
of his mouth and grinned.  The cold air of the room hit my soaking dick and
gave me a shiver all the way up my spine.  We arranged ourselves on the bed in
a sideways 69 position, and as soon as we were comfortable he was attacking my
hard-on again.  My eyes rolled back in my head, but I got control of myself.
I was, of course, staring at his beautiful 5 and a half inch manhood.
Without much hesitation, I wrapped my hand around the base and began running my lips
up and down it.  Every once in a while I would give it a slurp.  He wasn't
leaking nearly as much precum as I was, but there was a drop or two...and I
couldn't help tasting it.  I'd never actually had it in my mouth before, but I
found the flavor to be agreeable.  There we were, both sucking each other off
like mad.  His hands were gripping my ass, and as he sucked me off I felt his
finger begin teasing my virgin hole.  Luckily for me he didn't thrust it into me,
he simply traced around my asshole lightly.  It felt SO good, I just knew I
would cum soon.  Since I didn't want it to be over so soon, I pulled my mouth
off his erection and asked him to slow down a bit...as I was nearing an orgasm.

"In that case, I have a sure-fire way to get you off." he said.  "Lay down
flat."

I did as he told me, and got very excited as I saw him pull out a pair of st
ainless steel handcuffs from under the blanket.  Soon I found my hands cuffed
above my head, attached tightly to the headboard.  Mark ripped the sheet from
under me and proceeded to tie my legs to the footboard, so that I lay there
spread eagle.  I knew this looked VERY exciting, but when he took a handkerchief
and tied it over my eyes my whole body flushed.  I could have almost
ejaculated right then with anticipation.  As I waited, helpless and blind, I heard a
slight noise to my right.  I didn't know what it was until I felt a hot, singing
sensation on my chest.  It was candle wax!  He was pouring hot wax over my
body.  In the movies this always looked painful, and I have to admit that it did
hurt a bit.  But the pain was a good kind of pain, and I writhed in ecstasy.
I felt the wax drip down my belly, past my belly
button....further.......further........until it began dripping on my thighs.  As soon as the first
sensation of heat died, I felt Mark's mouth on my prick again.  He went after me with
a vengeance, fast and hard.  Again, I found myself bucking.  He must have
known how close I was, because he shifted his position into a 69
again..practically shoving his dick into my mouth.  Since I didn't have a full range of
motion, I simply sucked his cockhead into my mouth and began running my tongue
around it.  After about 15 seconds his body tensed and I felt the mushroom-shaped
head of his prick swell up.  He shot his white hot love juice straight into my
mouth.  I didn't even have time to think, I just swallowed and tried to make
room for the next spurt.  I had never let anyone cum in my mouth before, but I
didn't know what I was missing!  The taste, the texture...it all was too good
for me.  I began making "mmmph....ooooo......ahhhhh" sounds while he was
cumming, and sure enough, I felt my cock explode.  I know for a fact that I didn't
ejaculate NEAR as much as he did, but it still was one of the best orgasms
I've ever had in my life.  As fast as I could fill his mouth he was swallowing.
He came so much that there was semen dripping down my chin and onto my neck,
but I didn't mind.  Once we were both totally drained, he climbed off of me and
released be from my bondage.  After a quick towel dry, I dressed and left the
motel.

I haven't seen or talked to Mark in the past couple of days since it
happened, but I hope he has to come this way again soon...the taste of his sperm will
rule my masturbatory fantasies for years.