Date: Tue, 27 Jul 2004 12:50:49 -0500
From: Chris
Subject: Starvation

I couldn't stand it anymore.  The feeling I wanted (needed?) overpowered
all common sense.  A cock up my ass, just once, soon.  To see, to know
for sure.  God help me.

37 years old, married, happy but with dreams which have haunted me for
over two decades.  Twice a week my finger gently probing my own anus,
plunging in and out while masturbating, dreaming of women.......of
lesbians........and of men with men doing unspeakable acts, so wonderful
and deviant.  So beautiful too.

Placing a picture ad on the internet was too public.  Hanging at some gay
club?  I'm married and fairly well known for God's sake.  So I chose
something discreet......and more dangerous.  But how else to have a
beautiful stranger bend me over and use me?  Yes, its all so stupid.  And
I must.

A quiet park on the edge of town.  Deserted most of the time, I check
often.  In a stall writing my little blurb with a number no one knows.
"First timer needs gay love, 37 and hungry.  Seeking clean, discreet man
for quick touches."  And then I wait.  For 3 days no calls.  On the 4th a
gruff voice.  I hang up.  Coarse brainless fellows need not apply, I
wanted someone pretty to see, gentle and soft to the touch.  Someone who
would slam me like a pussy, but treat me gently and with respect before
and after.  A tall order.  Maybe impossible.

Next day a softer voice, a younger man.  "I walk in the park on Tuesdays
and Thursdays at dusk, my name is Benjamin.  I'll be wearing brown shorts
& no shirt, my hair is blonde.  Stand by the park benches under the first
tree & we can talk."  And I merely say "ok."  I go for a ride Tuesday
night, "back in a couple of hours honey!" I shout before walking shakily
out my front door.  Two hours to see if Ben will love me inside and out
for a few minutes.  Two hours to have a stranger masturbate me.  Two
hours to have his ass in return perhaps.

Under the tree I pace with sweaty palms.  It's late & almost dark, dusk
is vanishing.  And then he's there.  Lovely and so young.  Are you 23
even Ben?  No words as you reach in for a kiss.  I tremble as you stroke
my ass and we touch tongues.  A smile from you and a wave of condoms.
Damn, I wanted to feel his cock naked and hard.  "I'm clean, this really
is my first time" I mumble, "you don't need those."  And he grins.
"Trust me?" he says, "I've fucked around a little."  My mouth is dry as I
whisper "Yea..........just do it."

The darkness is complete and he reaches for my crotch, watching my
reactions.  "You want this bad, dont you pussy baby......."  and I can no
longer say anything.  I'm his as he strips off my pants and underwear
beside the benches.  We ease just beyond the pathway behind a lone bush,
his hands working quickly to lube my asshole and his own cock.  He's
naked and I didnt even see the clothes fall off.  "You're going to need
lots of this baby" and he works a single wonderful finger in and out of
my ass with thick cold lube.   "Now get down on your knees, here, kneel
on this towel." And I obey and he's behind me, petting my back, rubbing
the head of his dick into my ass cheeks.  "Moment of truth pretty boy,
you want this still?"  "Oh, God yes!" I hiss.  And he's pushing into me
as my brain explodes.

Oh God the pain!  Oh God the beauty!  Halfway in he stops and strokes my
cock once, groaning at the feeling he's receiving off of me.  Off of me!
I can turn on young boys with my ass, my turned up ass makes this total
stranger FEEL!  All the thoughts and touches overwhelm me as he pushes in
and begins pumping.  "Been 2 weeks honey," he groans, "won't last long in
you & goddamn you are so new....shit!"  We both grip my cock and as he
cums I scream out too, shooting wads of goo down our clenched fists.  He
falls off my sore ass and says "Do me now, you're dick isn't going down,
do me!"  A desperate throaty cry.  And I rise up to make my new friend
feel what I have felt.  All is spinning.

The waves of orgasm still pulsating through me, my newly tender cock
hard and pushing, his cries of "wait!" as he scoops the chill greasy
lubricant to ease my dive into him.  Gorgeous boy, letting me use you
like this, pumping you now.............and my finger up inside my
sore asshole, striving for more feeling, more intensity.  We cum together
so nakedly, both our asses dripping with juice, both our bodies spent.
And I lay back almost dozing for a few monents.

He's gone.  Soundlessly, easily.  A card lies on my pants and it says -
Thanks ;)  Call me anytime baby, I want you again.

And I will.  But I'll call others too.

I love my wife, don't get me wrong.  But I want boys.  Clean pretty and
legal boys who just want to fuck.  I need this.  My ass needs this.  Not
often.  Just twice a week.  Maybe three times.  Everyone feels different
you see.  And their cum, its all flavored a little different.  Some men
are quiet, some are loud, some are even a little rough.  Rough is nice
sometimes.  So is easy.  And I need them all to be alive.  Their skin,
their touches.  Jesus Christ I love watching a cock as it rises to meet
me.  And then taking the nourishment up my ass and in my mouth.  Life is
good.