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From: an395341@anon.penet.fi (...Mercury.....)
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Date: Sun,  1 Oct 1995 05:44:28 UTC
Subject: Pizzaman (M/M) 1/1
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o
o        Oh Wise Master, I wonder who rules Alt.Sex.Stories ?
o        Why that is easy, young Grasshopper.  It is...
o
o                 ...  M  e  r  c  u  r  y  ...
o
o        For listen to the Wind.  Does it not whisper in your ear, 
o        "Mercury rulez A.S.S.!"  And listen to the babbling brook.
o        Does it not babble, "Mercury has the biggest dick of all!"
o        You see, Grasshopper.  All of Nature is in harmony with
o        Mercury, for he is one with the Universe!
o
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
o
o   from 'The Second Book' 1249-1256  (Trans. Peter Bing and Rip Cohen)
o   
o   Boy, you're like a horse.  Just now sated with seed,
o     you've come back to my stable,
o   yearning for a good rider, fine meadow,
o     an icy spring, shady groves.
o   
o   The man who doesn't love boys and single-foot horses
o     and dogs, his heart will never know pleasure.
o   
o   Happy the man who's got boys for loving and single-foot horses,
o     hunting dogs and friends in foreign lands.
o   
o   
o                                       -- Theognis
o
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
o
o      Notes :
o
o   1.  I did not write this story and do not know who did.
o   2.  If you're a biW/A m/f 18-24 looking for friends, write.
o
Pizza.
by Davis Trell.

    I'd ordered a pizza and it turned up to my surprise, within
twenty minutes. I thought it would be longer, so I had only my jeans
on as I stepped from the shower to answer the door. The blond stud
with a blue and white plaid shirt, open to the nipples held the
pizza box out.
    "Pepperoni with extra salami?"
    "Bring it in, I've gotta get my wallet."
He came into my apartment, nervously unsure of where to lay the
pizza. I gestured to the table. He moved forward to set it down.
    "Fuck! I've dropped a contact!" he exclaimed searching the
floor, his ass up, waving. It was irresistible! A variation of
dropping-the-soap-in-the-shower.
    "I got it!" he said, stretching is eye lids as he replaced
his lens.
    "Hold that pose." I cried and jammed on a CD. I slid on my knees
like an acrobat across the wood floor, to crouch behind him pinioning
 my jeans-clad bulge  on his asscrack. I started to sway in time with
the music. "Nocturnal Emissions" by the Ragin' Hardons from the CD of
 the same name.
    I swung with his pelvis, my hands on his hips, butt dancing.
We matched movements with the tempo of the tunes, fast and furious;
slow and languid, always erotic. Gripping through his jeans, I played
with his evident boner, jerking him off to the bassline.
I'd been too young to remember discos, but went to dance places where
you could sweat your buns and balls till dawn. My brother had shown
me that old Travolta video and I was using some of those hip moves,
humping this guy. Supported by his bent legs and arms,  his sex
expression could only come from his ass, abdomen and lowerback; he
butt-danced good. Sinuous motions as he simulated being buttfucked.
    Somehow keeping our pants on, made it hornier. Made it last
longer as we danced to track after track. My arms free to explore his
back and chest, teasing his nipples, massaging his cock. I pulled
his shirt out, my hands around his love handles (still slim) and
simulated fucking his brains out.
We fell to the floor eventually exhausted, laughing. I undid his
pants; his dick sprang out. It already had a condom on, erect and
ready.
    "You're famous down at the piazza house...so I volunteered."
he said, a mischievous grin breaking out on his face.
I hadn't realised my reputation! But I grudgingly slipped my jeans
down, pointing my ass out. The pizza guy butt fucked me with carnal
delight.I got extra topping that night.

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