Date: Fri, 31 Oct 2003 12:47:40 -0500 From: Mark Subject: Deceptively Fun 8 WARNING: With any sexual encounter, you should always carefully consider your options and make conscious choices, knowing the possible results of your decisions. You should be fully aware of your surroundings and the activities of all participants, especially knowing not everyone is trustworthy, no matter how many muscles he has or how big his cock is. If you choose to use condoms and you are the bottom, consider bringing your own condoms and compatible lube. Remember, the only truly "safe sex" is sex alone or no sex at all. Deceptively Fun 8 By Mark (The eighth in a series.) (Leave the flames at home, I don't want to hear 'em. I do enjoy hearing from people who enjoyed my stories as well as your own adventures. Other bottoms or any tops interested in tag-teaming should drop me a line. markblastoff@hotmail.com) So I mentioned I've moved, which now has put a damper on my sex life. Thankfully, a few DVDs and Nifty.org keeps me shooting loads. But I was online the other day and got to chatting with a 26 year old who, it turns out, lives pretty damn close by. I had to head over to check my mailbox and I got him to give me an address so I could stop by and say hello. He mentioned he was very oral. He liked sucking cock. As hard-up as I was, I would accept anything other than my right hand again. I arrived at his place. He was all alone and the place was pretty damn barren, if you asked me. No pictures on the wall and very little furniture. We did the small talk thing before he reached for my crotch. He sucked my cock for a moment. He wasn't bad. He was a beefy boy, probably close to 200 pounds on a 5'11" frame. But he was cute -- very fraternity look in a geeky sort of way. I pulled him off my cock and kissed him for a moment, wanting the experience to last more than five minutes. "Damn you have a nice cock," he said as we parted lips. "Wish you could fuck me." "I can," I said. My hard cock throbbed harder in his hand as he mentioned the fuck. His grip tightened. "Thing is," he paused, before getting down on his knees. "I'm out of condoms." Now this is an excuse I'd used a few times. So, I played it cool. "No worries," I said in a very non-committal way. "I'm cool." As he chowed down more on my cock, I began thrusting a little into his mouth. He was taking it all right, but few oral experts have the capability to make a mouth feel anywhere as close to an ass. At this, he was failing miserably. I might get off eventually, but I'd challenge his jaw to an endurance test. He got this hint, and took a break. "I really want that hard cock in my ass," he said. "Then put it in," I responded simply. He was out of his clothes quickly and on his back in the bed. He produced some lube and started rubbing it on his hole. There was no eating his ass. He wanted just cock. So I obliged, shoving my cock deep inside. Fat boys are never as tight as the thin ones, but then again, the way his ass formed a warm quilt around my cock worked well. After a moment of adjustment, he was ready. And I started fucking in earnest. It was apparent this boy liked getting fucked. As my cock pushed into him, he closed his eyes and wrapping his right hand around his cock. He never jerked, but I could see a pool of precum forming on his Buddha belly. Within a few minutes, he announced that he was going to cum. So I relaxed and let my own load go. I never asked. I just injected it into him, deep, with a groan. A moment later, that hairy belly of his was covered with his own spunk.