Date: Fri, 25 May 2007 20:51:18 -0400
From: JesseFonda@bellsouth.net
Subject: "Harry and the Half-boned Prince"

This is just a story about two guys who meet and have sex. In stories you
don't have to worry about STDs. In real life you need to always protect
yourself and your partner. You know the rules about age limits or being
illegal to read this kind of stuff so if you're not supposed to, or think
you would be offended don't read it.

                            Harry and the half-boned Prince

                                     By: - Jesse Fonda


     I'm just an average guy. I wouldn't stand out in any crowd. At my
university there are a lot of guys who are better looking so I won't go
into all that I'm X tall. X lbs. Cut swimmers body, bullshit.

     I guess the only important thing you need to know is that I'm a
22-year-old virgin.

     Yea! I know it's pathetic. That's why I decided to do something about
it.

     I googled 'gay Orlando' and found a list of gay bars. The most
promising one was a gay resort complex. It was listed as a motel with pool,
restaurant, 3 bars, and a theatre that had drag shows and the biggest dance
floor in Orlando. Not that I drank that much or danced but, hell! It was
somewhere to start.

     The first time I went I arrived at 7:30 and pretty much had the whole
place to myself. I ordered a beer and checked the place out. The bartender
told me most people don't show up until 9 or 10. The busy nights are
Wednesday through Saturday.

     Seven-thirty on a Tuesday just wasn't going to work.

    The next Friday night I arrived just before 10. This was more like
it. There had to be at least 300 guys milling around. A few were in packs
of twinks, some older couples, and a few older single guys. But there were
a few hot, good-looking guys there also. Of those most appeared to be
couples perhaps on vacation, doing the theme parks.

     I had 2 beers, stood around trying to look available, but except one
guy who asked me if I had a light (I don't smoke, so I didn't) no one
seemed interested.  About 11:30 I left and went home to wank alone.

     The following Friday night when I got there I was more relaxed. I got
a beer at one of the bars and wandered outside to check the pool area. Now
we can talk about swimmers bodies. There were at least 20 hot guys talking
in groups of 2 or 3 or walking around in Speedos.

     Since I was dressed in Levis and a t-shirt with a just ok body, I
headed back inside and sat at the bar overlooking the dance floor.

     I finished my beer and ordered another. It was almost gone when a guy
came over and sat next to me. I glanced at him and he smiled and nodded. I
said Hi back though I doubt he heard it because of the loud music.

     He ordered a beer when the bartender came over and touched my arm and
with hand motions asked if I wanted another. I nodded. I had some money on
the bar but he told the bartender to take it out of his. I nodded
thanks. Ok-------We're making progress. Now what the fuck do I do?

     It turned out I didn't have to do anything. He touched my arm again
and after three tries I was able to get across that my name was Harry. He
shouted in my ear that his was Ron. Then he motioned to follow him and we
pushed through the doors out of the dance area to a quieter bar.

     He was taller than me by at least 4 inches, had broad shoulders,
narrow hips, nice butt, dark wavy hair. When we sat down I took a good look
at his face. It was what I'd call ruggedly handsome with brown eyes, full
lips and a nice even smile. I was beginning to think I had found a prince
without having to kiss any frogs.

     We sat and talked for perhaps 5 minutes when he took my hand and
placed it right on his dick that was dressed right along his leg.

     I thought, "Jesus, fucking, Christ!" It was about half-boned, thick as
my wrist. Now I wasn't as sure about this prince stuff.

     He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Is it ok?"

    What could I do but nod? Then I said in his ear, "I've never done this
before. I'm a little nervous."

     I was on my fourth beer. He leaned back and with his eyes wide he
asked, "really?"

     I nodded. He smiled, then put his hand in my crotch and felt my
dick. I was fully boned. Now I'm not ashamed of it. I'm in the average
six-inch range, but he was well above that even half hard.

     My mind was racing. 'Fuck! I wanted to see it, play with it, and find
out what it was all about'. Then, 'Fuck! What are you thinking? What can
you do with it?  Are you, fucking insane?'

     He leaned close and asked, "Do you want another beer?" I nodded.

     He motioned to the bartender then he moved his bar stool closer, put
his arm around my shoulders and told me, "I bet you'd love it. I could send
you over the moon if you let me.  I can do magic, if you trust me and
relax". I felt like I was melting into a puddle on the floor.  I wanted to
believe him. I wanted to trust him. I wanted to see him naked.

     Then he kissed me lightly on the lips.

     He leaned back and gave me a big grin. I couldn't help but smile
back. This was a fantasy coming true. Well, almost. I never had a fantasy
about a cock this big, but what the fuck? I was half drunk and horny as
hell.

     Ron stood up and moved behind me. He put his hands around me and
worked them under the bottom of my t-shirt. His palms were flat against my
stomach and he worked his fingertips under the waistband of my Levis. They
were just skimming the top of my pubic hair.

     Then he moved his hands up in small circular motions until he found my
nipples. He rolled each one between his index fingers and thumbs. I was
feeling little shock waves going straight to my dick and balls and I leaned
back against his chest.

     "I saw you when you came in and watched you walking around. I could
tell you dream about getting fucked. I'm very good at it. Let's go up to my
room and I'll show you how much better it is than you ever dreamed. There's
a nice view of the lake too."

     Ok, decision time. Do I trust him enough? Do I want it enough? I eased
his hands out from under my shirt, stood and turned around and kissed
him. "Ok," I told him.

     He reached in his pocket and held his hand out. There was a pale blue
capsule. "It's a mild pain killer. You don't have to if you don't want to
but it will be easier if you do." I took it and washed it down with the
last of my beer.

     He motioned to the bartender and when he brought two more beers, Ron
grabbed one and turned and walked away, I grabbed the other and trailed
after him.

     I followed him out the main door. We walked through an archway covered
with bougainvillea. The smell was intoxicating. It was a warm Florida night
with just a touch of a light breeze caressing our skin.

     As we walked along the building we came to a darker area. Ron stopped,
turned to me and kissed me again but this was no light kiss. I felt his
tongue probe my lips. I opened them to accept him into my mouth. His breath
was sweet even with the beer. We stood there letting our tongues dance for
several minutes. It was my first real kiss.  My prince had come and I felt
fully awake for the first time in my life.

     When we broke apart we continued to the end of the building. As we
turned the corner and started up the stairs I saw what he meant. The palm
trees had little lights wound through the fronds at the top and were
reflected, along with the moon in the slightly rippling lake.

     We reached the top of the steps and he stopped me. We faced the
lake. He moved behind me and put his arms around me and said, "Take in
every detail.  You're going to remember this night forever." After a few
minutes, we had finished the beers. He kissed my ear and we moved along the
walkway to his room.

     After he locked the door, he turned and stripped his shirt over his
head. His chest was nicely defined and covered with a light coating of dark
hair with a treasure trail leading down his stomach and disappearing into
his jeans.

     I moved forward and licked his left nipple. I felt it harden into a
little nub. I sucked it gently and lightly bit it. Then did the same to the
right one. I felt him lifting my t-shirt so I straightened up and raised my
arms as he pulled it over my head.

 Ron had a slight citrus scent about him. I took a deep breath drawing his
scent in. I wasn't sure what to do next.

     He moved around me and turned on the bedside lamp. It had a gauzy red
cloth over it and gave off a nice glow. Then he turned off the overhead
light. I had the feeling I wasn't the first guy he fucked in this room but
what the hell? The more experience he had the better off I was.

     He kicked off his sandals and started to undo his jeans. I sat on the
bed and untied my sneakers, took off my socks, stood and undid my Levis. He
was wearing pale green boxers with dark green stripes. I had on navy briefs
with white trim. I could see the outline of his partially hard cock. I was
completely hard and had a small wet spot showing.

     "Good," he said, "You're already excited. Let's just talk for a
minute. You need a little more time for the pill to take effect and I want
you to be relaxed".

     Ron lay down on the bed and patted the space next to him. I lay down
facing him. He put his arms around me, pulled me in and kissed me again. I
felt his hand slip inside the back of my briefs and he caressed my right
ass cheek. "Is this really your first time?" he asked.

    "When I was 13, I was at my friend's house. I went into the bathroom to
pee but left the door open a little. His older brother, Sean came in and
said, 'Sorry, I really got to go.' He stood next to me, took it out and
started peeing too. I got a good look at his dick. He looked at mine too.

     On two other occasions Sean was wrestling with his brother and me, and
he squeezed my dick. I popped a boner. He felt me up. I could feel he was
hard too when he pressed his dick against my butt or leg. I was too scared
to feel his. Nothing else ever happened," I told him.

     "You wanted him to fuck you, didn't you?" He said, with a chuckle.
"But it's ok, we're going to have a really good time tonight. You're going
to remember it for a long time."

     I felt him rolling the back of my briefs down over my ass. The front
was caught on my cock. I pulled back a little, reached down and released
it. He pushed them down and off. I was about to have my first sexual
experience. He kissed me again and pressed his crotch against mine. Then he
pulled back and took his boxers off.

     "Help yourself. It's yours for the night. Play with it all you want,"
he said.

     I reached down and took hold of it. He was still half-boned. Again I
was overcome by the size of it. He must have seen it in my face cause he
whispered, "Don't worry baby, It'll fit just fine. It might hurt a little
at first but it'll be worth it. I promise."

     He moved around. I was staring right at his big boner. I felt him take
mine in his hand and he licked the tip, then looked up at me. "Go ahead",
he said, "Just watch the teeth and try not to gag. Just go slow at first."
Then he took the head of my cock into his warm, wet mouth. I closed my eyes
for a few seconds, overcome by the feeling and then took the head of his
cock in my mouth.

     He soon had my entire dick down to the pubes in his mouth. I was
trying to do the same with his hardening monster. It hit the back of my
throat. I heard him say, "Swallow and it will go in". I swallowed. He
pushed it in. I felt his pubes against my nose. Then he pulled it out again
until just the head was in my mouth I swirled my tongue around it the way
he was doing to mine.

     Soon he was fucking my face. Pushing his full length down my throat.
I felt him spread my cheeks and press his finger into me. I thought 'damn!
That feels nice'. Then a second finger was in me. Then he pulled his fat
dick out of my mouth and let go of mine. His fingers were gone from my ass
and he moved around so that we were again face-to-face.

     Ron took me in his arms again and kissed me long and hard. "Do you
trust me, baby?  Will you let me try something to help open you up for me?'

     I whispered, "yes' and nodded.

     He got up and opened a drawer across the room. When he turned back he
had a long floppy dildo and a bottle of lube. He came back, lay down and
handed the dildo to me. "It's an eight inch man-rammer, not too thick. You
shouldn't have any trouble taking it. Get up on your hands and knees."

     I did what he told me. He moved behind me and licked each of my butt
cheeks then licked in the ditch. He used his finger to find the right spot
then spread my cheeks, leaned forward and I felt his tongue there, at first
just licking but then forcing its way inside.

     I almost couldn't stand it and started to move back to increase the
sensation. I felt his two fingers back inside me. Then he slipped them out
and the tip of the man-rammer was there. I felt some pressure and it
started to enter me. He didn't stop until the guard thing was against my
hole. I slowly realized I had 8 inches of rubber dick in me and I was
barely aware. Then he began working it in and out, twisting it and using
different angles.

     After a few minutes he took it out and dropped it on the floor. "I
don't want to get you too loose, at least not yet. I want to enjoy this as
much as you do."

     He reached for the bottle of lube and I soon felt the tip of his
man-rammer pressed against my opening. I closed my eyes and gritted my
teeth. I was sweating and panting. I pushed back and wiggled my ass a
little and it started to go in.

    Ron's hands were on my hips encouraging me to continue absorbing his
huge tool into my butt. I tried to open my legs wider to accommodate his
thickness. I was pushing back, taking it inch by inch.

     I thought I had taken most of it. Then he jerked me back on it and the
last 3 inches went in. I quickly lowered my head and bit the pillow to keep
from screaming. He held it in me. "Jesus! Harry, you're a natural. The way
your ass is milking my cock I could almost cum without fucking you."

    I was really panting now and my eyes were filled with tears. He was
rubbing my shoulders and back. I wiped my eyes on the pillow, raised my
head. After about 10 minutes he pulled it out and lay down next to me.

    I rolled onto my side facing him. He moved closer and kissed me. As he
did he reached down and held my cock, rubbing the pre-cum over the head
with his thumb.

     After another long kiss the pain had receded. He rolled me onto my
back and lay full length on top of me. I felt my hard nipples being tickled
by his chest hair. I spread my legs and pulled them up. He raised his hips
and I felt his finger searching for my now stretched anal opening.

    Then the head of his cock was there spreading my hole wide and entering
me again.  Ron slowly stuffed it back into me. I soon felt his pubic hair
against my ass cheeks. His big balls were resting against the end of my
spine.

     "If I were your friend's big brother I would have shoved my cock up
you right there on the bathroom floor, and fucked you twice without taking
it out. I would have made you my little slut. After that you'd have begged
me for it."

     All I could do was moan with pleasure. The feeling was incredible.
Then I asked him to fuck me. I was soon pushing my ass up onto him on the
down-stroke and pulling back on the up-stroke. "That's it, Harry work your
ass. Really feel it in you. I told you that you'd love it," he said with a
quiet laugh.

     I was making little animal noises as he took long hard strokes. His
hips were slamming against my ass, his hairy ball sack bouncing against me
each time he shoved it repeatedly into me. Then he would take short quick
strokes deep inside me. I gasped the first time he screwed it into me. He
realized I liked it and kept doing it.

     I pulled his head down and kissed him again and again. "Oh, god! I
didn't know it would be like this. Keep doing it," I panted out.

     "I knew Harry. As soon as I saw you I could imagine you just like
this. You just look like the type who would get totally into it. All you
needed was someone's big fat cock to show you what you really wanted."

     I wasn't listening. I was ready to cum. My cock head was covered in
pre-cum. It had smeared over his belly and they were rubbing together. I
gasped, "I'm gonna shoot."

     Ron just kept fucking me as I pumped my load between us. I don't think
I ever came that hard. I was just getting over it when he shoved hard into
me and stopped. I felt him swell inside me then his cock jerked. On the
second jerk I felt a blast of hot cum shoot deep in my ass, then again and
again and again.

     He lowered himself onto me. I could fell his heart pounding and hear
his heavy breathing. They slowly returned to normal then he kissed me and
slowly pulled it out.

      He flopped on the bed next to me with his arm over his eyes. I sat up
a little so I could see his cock. It was red and wet looking, just slightly
softening. The head rested at least an inch above his navel. I felt
empty. I wanted it back inside me. I didn't have too long to wait.

     We cleaned up and pissed then lay on the bed again. Ron was idly
playing with my nipple. "See, I told you it would fit," he said with a
smile.

     I laughed. He reached down and put his hand on my thigh just brushing
my balls. I opened my legs and he pushed two fingers into me. Took them out
and pushed three in.  "You're not so tight now. When you're ready get me
hard. I want to keep fucking you."

     I pulled off his fingers, turned around and took his cock in my mouth
and moved over his upper body. I felt the dildo begin to slide into me. I
don't know if it was watching the dildo working in my ass or my sucking but
he was soon at full erection again.

     I took his cock out of my mouth and told him, "Pull it out." As soon
as he did I turned, positioned the tip of his cock at my hole and pushed
down on it. I didn't stop until it was fully seated in my ass. I rested a
bit then started pumping my ass on him. He was just lying there smiling up
at me.

     He reached up with both hands and began working my nipples. He wasn't
being gentle now. He was pinching and pulling at them, stretching them,
causing me some pain but mixed with the pleasure I was feeling from his big
fuck pole in my ass, I didn't care.

     Ron then slid his right hand down over my belly, took my cock in his
hand and started jacking me. I told him, "stop, I'm gonna cum." He
didn't. I threw my head back, slammed down on his cock and shot.

     I slumped forward, panting. He let go of my dick and just waited.
When I was back in control he patted the bed next to him and I rose up,
letting his cock slide from my ass and lay next to him. He moved over me, I
raised my legs, reached down and guided him back into me. "Get me off
Harry." He told me and started fucking me. I helped as much as I could. I
soon felt him cumming in me again.

     Ron was holding me in his arms. I was feeling sleepy. I said, "I guess
I had better go."

     "Why, do you have to be somewhere?" he asked.

     "No," I replied.

     "Then stay. You need to be fucked some more."

     I smiled. "That's what I wanted to hear". He gave it to me twice
more. Both times he woke me with a kiss. Then get on top of me. I'd raise
my legs and guide him to the right place. He'd push it in and start
fucking. Both times I came, then felt him shoot in me soon afterwards.

    There was a deep ache, my ass lips were swollen and sore. I could
barely walk when we went down to the restaurant for a late breakfast.

    He offered me another blue capsule with the vodka and grapefruit juice
he had ordered for me. I was a little reluctant. He shrugged. "You can take
it now and when we're through eating I can take you back to the room and
fuck you, or you don't take it, and I'll take you back to the room and fuck
you". I took it.

    I asked him why he had picked me when he could have had any guy in the
place and he said, "I wasn't in any mood to waste time playing eye fuck
with a 'pretty' twink or an 'I'm so hot' gym rat type. I could tell right
away that you would jump at the chance and when you felt my dick your face
told me you wanted it. The fact you were a virgin was an added
bonus. You're not sorry are you?"

    "No," I said with a shy smile.

    "Good, Don't sell yourself short. You're a natural born bottom,
Harry. I learned a long time ago not to judge by looks."

    We went back to the room. He fucked me again. I had a dry orgasm. My
balls were empty. Later that afternoon I got him hard again. He made me beg
for it.  I had no pride. I did as he asked. He fucked me for a long time.

    I went home after we had an early dinner. Last evening I was a
virgin. I had been fucked hard, six times since then. I called his room the
next day, but he had checked out.

				  The End

This story is dedicated to the memories of Justin Case, Eric Draven and
Axl. Wherever you are guys, you are still remembered, missed and loved.


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