Date: Fri, 3 Nov 2017 12:20:22 -0400
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Poetic Ginger (2)

This is a fictional story about this guy I met on some online poetry
group. I myself like poetry. Some of its soothing, some of it dark. But all
very moving and powerful.

Now this is only fiction as I don't know the sexual preference of the
guy. But from his words I would surmise he was straight (shame).

Enjoy.
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Poetic Ginger
(Chapter 2)

.....Well the day came when I was meeting up with my hot poetic ginger. I
headed down towards the bar and grill I rold him about after a Friday
nights work week. He had mentioned that he would be leaving work early to
drive up. Since it would take him a few hours to get there.

"Hope he doesn't change his mind". Said to myself

I pulled in and the joint was busy. I actually has to wait for a table.
But since it was I nice night and I wanted some oddly intimate setting. I
waited for a table outside. They had a pond behind them and it looked nice
at night. There was an outside bar if we wanted. And the lights outside
were soft in the dust of the evening.

" I'll be waiting on someone " I said

I was seated shortly after outside. There was planters and the small table
was near the end of the building. So other than another table several feet
from mine. I sat there and had a drink. Then another as I waited for Hodak
to show. I looked up at the night sky. It was beautiful. The stars seemed
to almost glisten in the heavens.

Time continued to pass. And I was now sitting there for over a half an
hour, waiting. I watched a couple a few tables away from me . they were
practically all over each other. Making goo goo eyes at one another. Hands
holding one another. I started to get sad that he may not show.

"Maybe he did change his mind" I started to say.

Then I wondered why I was getting bothered by it. I was just here to meet a
fellow poet with some drink and conversation. Not like it was a date r
anything.

I was going to order and just forget about it when my phone buzzed. I had a
text from him.

"Just getting here" it said

"Hope you are still here"

My mood lightened when I got his message. I swallowed down another gulp of
my drink. I then saw him come around the corner. My jaw dropped and my dick
stirred in my pants. Hodak walked in in a snug button down shirt with a
plaid pattern. It was opened at the top two buttons. It streteched over his
broad chest. His sleeves were rolled up to show his soft light hairy
forearms. He was wearing jeans that looked snug as well. His muscular
thighs clinging to them as he walked.

"Damn he is hotter in person" I whispered to myself

I waved at him and he saw me. Then he waved back. His lifting arm pulled
his shirt bottom up and revealed a gorgeous bulging package. I thought my
pants would explode. There pressed nicely at his crotch was a substantial
bulge. My eyes were glued to it as he came closer. The hunks hand was
raised to shake mine but I almost didn't even see it.

"So how the Hell are you" he said.

It was said loud enough to pull me from my lust filled state. And I was so
in a lust filled state at that moment. This guy I met online. A guy that I
had a similar poetic interest was standing before me, offering me his
hand. A hand connected to a furry forearm. Attached to a muscled
bicep. Held in a snug shirt to his strong chest. He was incredible to look
at. About 30 times better looking in person. And I was gawking at his full
crotch.

"Hey man" I said nervously

"Glad you could make it"

"Sit. Please"

It was definitely a plead for him to sit. I needed to not see his
crotch. For I feared anymore time staring at it and I would not be held
responsible for what might happen.

I saw myself leaping over the table and going at his big crotch. Mouth
first. Hodak took a seat and smiled. He was truly more gorgeous in
person. The beard on his face more trimmed than his online picture. His
soft brown eyes looking at me with an oft interest.

" I'm glad we could meet too" he said back

"Rare I find someone with same interest"

We chatted some. I tried to stay in focus on poetry and world views.  Which
we had many in common. He was easy to talk to and open up to. I found out
about his time in the military and the things he had seen. I found it both
interesting and disturbing at the same time. I saw where some of the
darkness in his words came. Both this rough and string seeming man also
seemed to show a vulnerability one wouldn't expect from a military
background.

He mentioned of losing a friend on a tour he was in. I couldn't help but
reach out and grab his hand. I squeezed it tightly by instinct. Then
realized what i did and pulled away.

"Sorry man" i said

"Didn't mean..."

"Nah man. Thanks" he said back

"Much appreciated."

"Most just freak out when I talk about this shit"

He looked back at me with those eyes again. I wanted to just go over there
and hug him. But dared not to. His hand grabbed mine now. Then he squeezed
it.

"Your a good guy" he then said

We drank a bit more and when I looked, I noticed we had gone through many
beers. My concern was him driving so far with alcohol on his system. I mean
I had a bit of a drive as well. But I was good to get home. So when we were
near the close to the evening. Chuckling about stupid poems we have
written. I looked at the time and said we should get going.

"Yeah. You are right buddy" he said

"I have a Hell of a drive"

That's when I suggested he come stay at my place tonight. That was he would
have to drive so far with alcohol in him.

"Yeah you are right too" I stayed

"Why don't you just crash at my place tonight man"

"Don't want you getting stopped by a cop or something"

"Besides I have a few beers at my place"

"We can chew rpthe rag a bit more"

"And I'll feel better about you out on the road "

He smiled and tapped my shoulder. Squeezing it with his strong hand

"That's real nice man" he then said

"You sure it's okay"

"I figured by now you'd be glad I was going"

We laughed and paid the check. Then we got to the parking lot to his car.

"Mines right there" i said

"Just follow me man"

I pulled up behind him and then lead the way to my place. It was still a
long drive. But again I wanted this guy safe. And I also didn't mind have
this handsome guy to myself for a bit longer. Not that anything would
happen. But it was nice to chat with him.

We got to my place in about 40 minutes. Parked in the lot and walked up to
my apartment. I was glad we were there as the booze had really started to
kick in. But then as we got to the door. The hot Hodak standing behind
me. I looked back at his and said something stupid.

"Night cap mister" I quipped

He looked at me oddly. But then he smiled at me. He patted my shoulder
again as we stepped inside.

"You are getting messed up. Aren't you?" He asked

"No I'm good"

"Sit friend" I then said

I went to the kitchen and grabbed another pair of beers.

"Beer?" I said as I tossed it to him

"Sure."

We sat and talked about ourselves more. He asked if I was ever married.

"Nope". I said

"Um. Haven't found anyone that makes me feel I want to"

"And you had one marriage. Right?" I then asked

"Actually 2" he declared.

"But my actions made neither workout."

I gazed at the hot man sitting across from me. His strong muscled arms
stretching at his shirt. I licked my lips as I continued to study the man
in my apartment.

"Its warm in here" he then said.

"Mind if I take this off"

"Mean, since I'm probably crashing here"

"No. By all means" I said almost too quickly.

Hodak then stood up. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the sofa next
to him. As he did I looked at that big full crotch again.  I wanted to
seriously jump this guy. He had on a T-shirt that was very snug on his
chest. Muscle after muscle showing through and at his biceps. My head
started to scream! At me again. It was booming loudly at his beauty

"Jump him" it screamed

Then he just stood there flexing. I wondered why and gave him an od
look. Yet iI was also staring at his flexing arms. Then he said me staring
at him.

"Worked my arms and chest earlier" he said

"Trying to build up muscle"

I stared all the more as he spoke.  Then gulped down a swallow of spit.

"Yeah. Umm I see that buddy" I said

"Great arms indeed"

I looked down his body and back to his crotch. Then my glanced was stuffed
ashe offered me up his arm. Hodak moved in close to me. Then his string arm
was placed before my face. I looked at the gingery fur on his forearms. It
glistened in the light of the room. Like a tiny forest on his arm. Then he
flexed his awesome bicep. The big gorgeous muscle strained at his
T-shirt. Again I swallowed as he spoke

" Here. Feel" he offered

My eyes stared at that arm. I could feel my dick stirring madly in my
pants.

"Go on. I won't bite man" he stated

Although I thought to myself. I would. I licked my lips obviously as I
reached for his brawny bicep. I touched it and squeezed. Hodak flexed his
arm again. I felt his arm harden under my fingers.

"Beautiful" I let slip softly

"Its nice" he responded

"But wanna get bigger"

I blushed as he heard my comment. But then I looked to his crotch. Hidaks
other hand was down there and he had started to grope himself before me.

"Want my arms big. Like this" he said

There in his hand was the tube of his dick spreading across his thigh. My
eyes shot up tio his face. He was smiling at me. Then he lifted his hand
from it and I could see the whole tube across his lap.

"Holy shit!" I blurted out

"Ya like" he then answered.

"Here. Feel it"

That's when Hodaks hand reached for me. He grabbed my head and pulled me to
his crotch. My face was shoved into his big bulging jeans..................

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