Date: Mon, 17 Apr 2006 20:42:33 +0000
From: xangel.author@gmail.com
Subject: Mane Attraction

This is just a random sexual encounter story about a guy meeting a guy with
long hair.  I'm not sure which section that would apply to.


"The Mane Attraction"

   	My ex-partner, Christopher, and I had been separated for the better part
of nine months.  During that time, I was completely absorbed with my job and
securing myself financially and emotionally.  One night, after I felt that
had been accomplished, I decided to absorb myself in the physical side of my
life and I was going on the prowl, so to speak.  After a long and exhaustive
workout and an equally long hot shower, I assembled my hunting attire.
   	I slipped on a pair of leather shorts, left off a shirt but decided to
put on my black leather vest.  I dug around and found what was probably my
only pair of white socks.  I laced up my combat boots and was finally ready
to go.
   	The Lair was the local gay bar and one of the cruisiest.  The good thing
about that was that, as a rule, only the men's men went there.
   	I felt like I had been there forever.  The smoke and the loud music were
starting to give me a headache and I had almost talked myself into leaving,
when this man came in.  When he came in the door, his entire being screamed
S-E-X.  We saw each other at the same time from opposite ends of the bar.  I
made no attempts to hide the fact I was interested.
     	He wore a pair of short white shorts that hugged a perfectly orbed ass
and embraced a bounteous basket.  He wore no shirt and only a leather jacket
and his chest was the stuff of wet dreams.  Huge pectoral muscles rippled
with even the slightest movement and washboard abs that you could scrub
clothes on did the same.  As he moved through the amber halos of light, I
could see every inch of his treasure chest was covered in dense blonde hair
that perfectly matched the mane of hair that fell down his back.
      	I had always "had a thing" for long hair on a man. Something about
long, flowing hair made a man look primal and a little savage,more manly,
just the way I liked them.
     	I made a rather bold move by asking the hunk to have a beer with me.
He accepted without hesitation.  When I told him it was back at my place, he
snaked a rather large hand along my waist to my ass and squeezed.
     	"Fine by me, pal." he said with a smile.
     	I paid the bartender for the drink I was drinking and the tall blonde
stranger and I left.
     	"You know," I said as we cleared the parking lot.   "I didn't drive
here tonight.  I intended on getting completely wasted so I had a friend
drop me off." I lied.
     	"No sweat." he said, producing a set of keys from his shirt pocket.
     	We went to a sleek black sports car with tinted windows.  He took a
small black box from his jacket and disarmed the car alarm.  He then opened
the doors and we got in.  He put the key in the ignition and I expected him
to start the car, but he just sat there and stared at me.
     	"What?" I asked, suddenly very self-conscious.
     	"You have the look of someone looking...no...stalking something."
     	"Maybe I am." I said, putting my hand on his knee.
     	"You know, you need to be careful when hunting." he said.
     	"Really?  In what way?"
     	"Never..." he said, the word clinging to his tongue.
"...ever...underestimate the prey."
    	He leaned across the seat and kissed me, holding my neck with a firm
but gentle grip.  I felt his tongue edge my lips lightly before prying them
apart and challenging my own to an oral duel.
     	His other hand moved to my crotch.  I felt his fingers brush the edge
of my hardening cock.
     	"Pretty impressive." he moaned, as our lips parted.
     	"Let's go to my place." I said, breathlessly.  "I really think things
would be better there."
     	"Whatever you say."  he smiled, starting the car.
      	He backed out of the parking lot and we were on our way.

     	Once we were through my front door, the blond god swept my vest from
me and threw his jacket into a dark corner.  He then took my body into his
arms.  He ground our bodies against one another, pressing our hot flesh as
if trying to make us one by sheer force of will.
     	"God, you're hot!" he moaned heavily into my ear.
     	Suddenly, I became aware of so much about this man that I never even
knew before tonight.  He had a unadulterated male scent that pervaded my
senses and a primal roughness as he began to kiss and bite my neck.  The
bites weren't huge gashes, but they weren't little nips either.  They were
more like a hungry animal wanting to savor the taste of a fresh kill.  He
knew he captured me and he was in no hurry to devour me.
     	I hadn't bothered turning on the lights as we came in.  The faint and
only light in the room came from the hall light I had left on as I was
leaving and I couldn't really see this blond beauty except in my mind's eye
but my mind was reeling from the feelings he inflamed in me.  He put his
hands at the waistband of my shorts.  He snaked his fingers into the fabric
and wrapped the tight material into his solid grip.  He clamped his teeth
onto my neck, not to hurt me but to hold me.  With an astounding action, he
split my shorts with one hard jerk.
    	 The man had just torn a pair of leather shorts with one yank, and I
swear I heard him growl.
	His hands came up my back as what was left of my shorts fell to my feet.  I
stepped free of them and moved one of my legs between his.  I ran my knee
along his thigh and gently nuzzled his balls, rubbing them through his
shorts.
     	He eased me back against the front door and kissed me. His hands
disappeared from my body for the briefest of moments and I heard his shorts
fall to the floor.
     	My hands found the carpeting of thick hair on his extraordinary chest.
  I ran my fingers around and around in it, taking in the sublime sensation
of something that was so different from anything I'd ever felt before.
     	Christopher had had hair on his chest.  He wasn't covered like this
man, but he had a nice crop of dark down in the center of his chest.
Christopher's chest hair had a coarse feel to it, however, but this was
satiny soft and just like fur.  I could've played in it forever.
     	I rubbed my face in it, delighting in the feel of it.
     	I felt his strong hands travelling along my back onto my neck and
along my jawline, ever so slightly .  He brought my face back from his chest
and looked me in the eye.  I hadn't really seen his face up close and only
in the tainted lighting of a crowded bar and the harsh beams of a street
light. Even though now it was only by a faint light at the end of my hall, I
saw his face more clearly.  He had a slighlty squarish face with high
cheekbones.  Under slightly arched eyebrows were the most exquisite emerald
eyes that shown brightly, to spite the dull light.  Heavy lashes edged his
eyelids and when he would blink, I expected to feel a breeze.  He had a
Romanesque nose under which grew a thick golden mustache that sheltered the
most ample lips.
     	"Are you ready?" he said, his voice like soft sandpaper. It washed
over me and at the same time grated on me sweetly.
     	"For what?"
     	"To...play."
     	He leaned forward and kissed my chin.  He put his tongue in the small
cleft of my chin and ran it slowly down my throat to my collarbone.  Once
there, he paused ever so shortly to nip playfully with his teeth before
moving down my chest.
     	He captured my left nipple between his teeth and my right one between
his thumb and forefinger.  He teased both  simultaneously into hardened nubs
and beyond to tender points of pleasure.
     	He moved down my body, pausing to lathe my navel with his capable
tongue, causing me to shiver literally from head to toe.
     	"Beautiful." he said in barely a whisper.
     	He cupped my ass in his hands and laid his head against my lower
stomach.  Heat radiated from his body, infusing me with a strange warmth
like none I'd ever known.  I don't know how long he stayed there, his head
against my stomach and my fingers laced in his long flaxen hair, but when he
moved I could swear I still felt him there.
     	With gentle but deliberate movements, he positioned me on the floor,
removing my boots and socks with a tantalizing but deliberate slowness.  He
kissed the soles of my feet and smiled at me.
	He brought pillows from the couch and put them under my head and my back.
	He kissed me again, pushing his tongue into my mouth to caress my own.  I
ran my hands along his arms and onto his shoulders before continuing along
his cheeks to tangle them in his hair.  I couldn't help myself.  I was lost
in it and in this man.
     	Bringing our kiss to an end, he replaced himself at my feet.  I felt
my leg being lifted into the air, his strong hands on my calf and my heel.
His mouth imprisoned my big toe, much to my surprise.  His tongue swirled
around and around it with a suffering slowness.  He purposely prolonged his
sweet torment,  until I writhed under his oral maneuvers before moving on to
the next digit.  This continued until he had tongued and tantalized every
toe on both my left and right foot.
     	He then progressed up my legs to the center of my desire.  After
almost six months of self-induced celibacy, I was surprised that I could
contain the pent up sexuallity that threatened now to burst free on it's
own.
     	He hovered over my raging hard-on so closely I could feel his breath
on my tender head.  I arched my hips madly in the air, but he was too fast.
He moved his head back and caught my hips in his powerful hands.
     	"Not yet." he said.
     	"Alright..." I consented, not knowing really why.
     	"Are you willing to do as I say?" he asked, straddling  me.
     	"Yes." I answered, maybe a little too quickly.
     	"Without question?" he said.  He bent and kissed my smooth chest
lightly.
     	"Yes." I said, unexpectedly subservient.
     	He continued his kisses all along my body.  He intermixed them with
the small bites he had visited my neck with.  He covered my entire body with
kisses and nips, ever avoiding the one place that was beyond aching for him
to visit with his precious mouth.
     	"You want my mouth on your pretty prick, don't you?" he said, as if
he'd read my mind.  Not that this would've been too hard.
     	"GOD, YES!" I said, sounding like a starving man at a buffet.
     	"Not yet." he said, continuing his kisses.
    	 Apparently devising another way to torture me, he drug his hair along
my chest and down to veil my desire engorged dick.
     	"Please..." I begged him.  "...your mouth...PLEASE!"
     	"I said..." he said, flinging his hair over his shoulder and looking
me in the eye with a knowing smile.  ".. not yet."
     	I really couldn't think of anything else he could do to me.  He had
kissed, sucked and bit every inch of my body and discovered a few very
sensitive places I never knew I had.  The only thing left was to go down on
my dick, which I wanted him to do so badly.
     	Maybe if I asked nicely, again.
     	"Please..." I entreated him.  My voice cracked at first, but returned
to normal.  "...just kiss it."
     	"Just a kiss?" he said, his tone of voice suggesting he might do as I
asked this time.
    	"Yeah, just the head."  I said, propping myself up on my elbows.
    	He knealt over me, his legs on either side of mine.  He bent slowly and
pressed his lips  ever-so- slightly to the head of my dick.  I flinched
madly at the contact.  It was all I could do to keep from ramming my rod
right past those perfect lips and burying my prick in his throat.
     	"Like that?" he purred.
     	"Yeah, just like that."
     	He opened his mouth a fraction and kissed the mushroom tip again.
"Like that?"
     	"Uh-huh." I said, my mind not wanting to form the words for anything
else.
     	My blond beefcake knew exactly what he was doing.  He was driving me
mad and I loved it!
     	He opened his mouth again, a little wider this time and kissed my
dickhead.
     	"You like that, don't you?" he said.
     	"Yes..."
     	"You want more?"
     	"...Yes." I moaned, lifting my hips a fraction of an inch off the
floor.
     	"Ask nicely."
     	"Please give me more of you sweet mouth on my hard cock." I said, not
ashamed at all to beg for what was probably the best mouth I'd ever had on
me in all my life.
     	He pursed his lips and pressed them against the tip of my dick.
Easing his head forward, my oral god pushed his lips over my raging tool
enveloping me inch by marvelous inch.  His hot mouth sheathed my member
while his tongue washed over it like a stream over stones.
     	Every fiber of my being wanted to spear his luscious lips with my love
lance.  I gripped the pillows under me so hard, I thought I might rip them.
     	"Good LORD!" I said through clenched teeth and tensed muscles as he
finally reached the base of my dick. "FUCK!"
     	My dick throbbed and pulsed with pent up passion as he bathed it with
his tongue as he held the entire shaft in his warm oral cavity.  I thought I
would go mad with the sensations that were surging within me.
     	"Let me fuck your mouth." I said after a while.
     	Slowly, he released my arms and spread my legs.  He put an arm under
each of my legs and held my hips, never letting an inch of my dick escape
his lips.
     	Leisurely, he eased his lips back to the crown of my rod and held his
head still.  His tongue swirled around the head, along the teder underside
and gently back to pry open the tiny slit as he had done my lips.  All the
while, he maintained a wonderful suction.
     	I brought my hands up to his face and rubbed his cheeks with my
thumbs.
     	"SO sweet." I murmured.  "So fucking sweet."
     	I hinged my legs at the knees and began to ease my pole back into the
sweet cavern it had been enveloped in.  Then back out, and on until I had
set up a slow and steady pace and I was face-fucking my blond baby.
     	"MMMMMMM." he moaned around a mouthful of dick.
     	"You like it, baby?"
     	"MMMMMMM." he moaned again.
     	"You want more?" I asked, not being able to resist the irony of how
the tables had turned.
     	"Yeah, FUCK MY FACE!" he said, leaving my dick just long enough to
deliver his request.
     	My hips jackhammered in and out of his mouth.  His lips and tongue
conspired perfectly to bring me off.  I felt the familiar tug of my balls
and so did he as my body tensed.  He dug his fingers into the cheeks of my
ass, urging me on.
     	"Yeah, baby!  I'm gonna...gonna..." I panted, pulling his hair to
force his mouth down on my fuck pole.
     	"MMMMMMM." he groaned, his mouth pumping my prick.
     	"Yeah...here it comes!  I'm gonna blast it down your throat, baby!"  I
shouted.  "You want that?!"
     	"MMMMMMM!" he moaned again.
     	I felt the wave of pleasure and then the flood of release as I erupted
with torrents of scorching fluid that came so quickly and so forceful that
he couldn't contain them.  I felt them splatter the back of his throat and I
watched as he tried valiantly to take it all, but rivulets of my man juice
spilled over his lips and down his rugged jaw.  They proceeded down his neck
where they pooled at his collarbone.
     	Just as I thought it was over, a second assault wracked my body and
just as his mouth released my prick, I emptied yet another fiery load.
Ropes of sweet, sticky white syrup crisscrossed his face, his throat and
lashed his down-covered chest.
     	"Oh yeah, you came on my face!" he said, practically screaming.
     	He ran his hand all in the gooey mess and licked his fingers clean
before returning them a second and third time.  He leaned up and kissed me,
bringing with his tongue a taste of my own cum.  The taste was like nectar.
I cleaned off his face in the process of returning his kiss.

	He lay curled up in my arms, later, his hair spread all over my chest and
our bodies cooling.
     	"I just realized something."  I said to him.
     	"What's that?" he said, looking up at me with those strange emerald
eyes.
     	"I don't know your name."
     	"Leo." he said simply.  "You know, like the lion."
     	"Yeah, like the lion." I said, trying to tell myself  that the
coincidence of his appearance and his name was just that and that I was not
hearing him purring.

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