Date: Mon, 15 Jun 2009 18:58:35 EDT
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: Straight Bars #19

Hey, guys ...  another true(?) story from the old cnjshore-guy ...  Of
course, for legal reasons I gotta say "any resemblance to actual persons or
events is purely coincidental".

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Straight Bars - Chapter 19


Somebody once said something about "will wonders never cease...", and I'm
getting more and more a believer in that phrase.

Every time I think I've "seen it all"...something comes along to blow that
theory into dust along with so many other old ideas.

Earlier this evening, I was at a minor league baseball game.  I do, really,
enjoy that sport, and better than what goes on on the field.. there are
always the t-rooms.  I always prefer the older stadiums with the troughs,
but ... with 6 to 8 urinals on a wall and no shielding, you have some
chance at "a view" - and I did get a few of those tonight.

When I left and headed home, I decided to turn in at one of my 'favorite
bars' ...one of those with a pair of side-by-side urinals and no middle
shield.

As I walked in, I made a quick turn into the men's room and as I was there,
another guy came in and walked ... right into one of the toilet stalls.
Damn!! I hate those 'cubers'!!  But right after that, another guy came in
and took the urinal next to mine.

He looked to be in his later 20's or early 30's (which with my way of
judging age was somewhere between 16 and 48 !!!)  Anyway, he 'unfurled' a
rather nice appendage and proceeded to unload what must have been at least
three or four beers !!!  Then he shook it off and stretched it out a few
times, giving me more than ample chance at 'recording' what was there.

Then he just tucked it away and, as he turned, he winked at me and smiled.

"Oh, shit!!  Busted....again !!!!"

He didn't say anything.  He didn't act aggressive.  In fact, as he went out
the door, he wiggled his ass at me!!  Now that was really a "First" !!!!

When I finished and had washed my hands and dried them, I went out to the
bar.  Looking around, I didn't see "my buddy" (damn!!!)...and I took a
stool at the end of the bar.

What I did see was a packed house.  Didn't realize why at first, but then
remembered that the place 'hosted' (as 'sponsor') the Tuesday night
softball team for the local PBA.  Damn! Was that place full of hot male
bodies (aka 'cops') !!!

It had been a couple years since I used to go there purposely on Tuesdays
.. and had hit it lucky several times... but this time there was a young
fellow just around the corner of the bar from me.  He was really
'squinty-eyed' at the time.  Had to keep raising his eyebrows to pull his
eyes open enough to really focus beyond about 3 feet.  A very definite sign
of one or six beers too many.

He was there with another, older guy and a cute, perky little blonde (of
course!).  I figured him to be right at 30, and a nicely full-bodied 'boy'.
No, not at all fat.  Just a full body that fit.  A little under 6 feet and
maybe 210 pounds of 'hot guy'!!  He had a smile that must have paid for his
orthodontist's pool, and just seemed "cute".

About that time, he got up and headed to the men's room.  ...and
believe-it-or-not... as much as I was tempted I didn't do a 'follow-in' !!!
Right after that, his older buddy and the (now I can say it) 'bimbo' got up
and left.

When he came back, he looked around like a lost kid, and started to shake
his head.

That's when he looked at me and said, "Them damn fucks!!!"

I just knodded.

"I knew damned well they were going to ditch me and leave me with the tab.
Just 'cause my dad is rich... I keep being left with the fuckin' tab!"

"That's a bitch," I consoled.

Then for some crazy reason, I added, "so you pay the tab, and I'll buy your
next beer."

"You don't have to do that," he responded.

"You're right... I don't have to... I just offered it as someone who's not
out to screw you," I added.  (thinking...but.. maybe you'll screw me if I'm
lucky)

"Hey, thanks, guy," he continued.  "I'm Bobby."

Well... with his blonde hair and greenish blue eyes, I was willing to bet
it wasn't 'Vinnie'."  Then that dentist-ad smile appeared and I went weak
in the knees.  Thank goodness I was sitting down!!

"I'm Peter," I answered.  "Glad to meet you, Bobby."

"Don't remember seeing you here before," he continued.

"Don't get here that often," I responded.  "Just enough to know most of the
bar staff by name.  ... and I think I've seen you before."

"Well, glad to meet you, Peter," he replied.

About that time another young couple came into the bar and apparently
recognized Bobby and walked over to him

As they started a long conversation about who was doing what, where, with
whom, and how well....  I decided "nice try... give it up."

As I finished my drink, I tucked the tip under the glass and put the
coaster on top of the rim as the indication that I was finished...and
headed back to the men's room to empty what I didn't before...

As I stood there, the door opened, and in walked Bobby.

Stepping up to the urinal next to me, he opened the fly in his shorts and
pulled out a really nice hunk of meat - maybe 2.5 to 3 inches of soft, but
full cock - with a major collar of extra skin just below the head (either a
not too good 'cut' ... or one from a surgeon that likes to leave a bit of
what he was told to remove).

He wasn't hiding it, and I wasn't being coy at looking.

"You like?" he whispered.

"Oh...yeah," I replied in the same quiet tone.

Backing away from the urinal, he checked the two toilet stalls, and,
satisfied that they were empty and we were alone, he continued.

"Thought you might...and what I can see is nice too.  You married?"

"No," I answered.  "I'm widowed."

"You live near here?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied.

"You heading home now?"

"Yes."

"Can I follow?"

Somehow I didn't drop dead on the spot.

"Yes, I ... guess so..." I responded.  "Are you sure?  I'm kind of an 'old
guy'... and you are so young and fit and cute and ....  Awwww shit.... I'd
love to have you follow me."

Smiling at me, he just winked and proved he wasn't a total air-head with
his "Lead on, MacDuff!"  (and yes, I know the actual quote is "Lay on,
MacDuff" ...look it up)

..but English literature aside...  there I was with that freakin' hot,
young stud following right behind me.

"I'm out the back door," I said.

"I'm in the front lot," he answered.

"I'm driving a silver Ford Escape," I added.

"I've got Mom's CLS," he said - like everyone should know who makes a
CLS...  okay..  it's a Caddy.

"Right, ... you pull around to the back lot and look for me."

"K," he responded as he headed out the front door and I went out the back.

I got in my little SUV and backed out of the parking spot, watching the
rear-view mirror for the car that should be coming around the building/lot.

...and there it was.  Shining in all it's black glory!!!

His lights flicked, and I started forward.

He followed right behind me for the couple of miles to my house.

When I pulled into my driveway, he followed right in behind me.

I got out of my car and headed to the front deck and door...he was right
behind me.

As I unlocked the door and went into the house, he was right behind
me...right up against right behind me.

As soon as we were inside and the door was closed, he was even tighter up
behind me, pulling me close to him as his head leaned forward and he began
to nibble on my neck and behind my right ear.

This "kid" was no amateur!!!  This time my knees did buckle!!!! But he held
me up.

"Where's the bed?" he asked in a now very hoarse voice.

"Back here," was the best I could respond.

Leading him from the living room, down the halls to the master bedroom he
kept slapping my ass and I kept reaching back and grabbing a handful of
hard cock inside those cargo shorts!!!

"Oh, fuck!!!" I finally muttered.

"Oh, yeah..  are you gonna get fucked!!!" he grunted.

"Is that a promise?" I retorted.

"That's just a fact that's gonna be history in the next hour," he answered.

"Holy, fuck... what did I get myself into?" I questioned in my head.

By that point we were standing next to my California king bed and were
stripping each other and ourselves....

When my eyes finally got back into focus, I saw a young stud of major
proportions standing there .. the kind that we all wanted to be when we
were that age.  Shoulders that could do the job of Atlas... pecs that just
begged to be worshipped... biceps that you had to stroke and kiss....
Thighs that could squeeze the life out of you.  Calves, feet, hands,..
everything in perfect synch.

Of course the thoughts in my mind were ... "HOW?"  "WHY?"  "WHAT's NEXT?"

This just doesn't happen.

That's when he took charge.  He looked me straight in the eyes and said,
"NOW!" as he reached out, lifted me off my feet and tossed me onto the bed.

The next thing I knew, he was on top of me.  He had me pinned to the bed as
he started to devour me.  His mouth was working all over my face, my neck,
my ears.  His cock was now at seven full-staff inches and driving it's way
up against my own 6-and-a-half.  His legs were wrapped around under mine,
and his hands were under my back and pulling me closer to him.

This guy knew what he was doing!!!!  He was an expert (young, yes, but
definitely knew what to do and how to do it).

Then, there was "the next thing", as he rotated his body over mine and as
he engulfed my cock in his hot mouth, I felt his own throbbing member
against my lips.

Opening my mouth to take him in, I heard him moan.

Somehow, this was a 69 squared !!!  I never felt or enjoyed anything so
much.

The feel of his mouth on my cock ... or the taste and feel of his cock in
my mouth.

It was earth-shattering to an old 'perv'.  Never.  Never.  Never.... Had I
felt quite like this.  My whole world was being sent to the way of
Krypton!!

Shattered.  Imploded.  Whatever....  I was going to melt into a black hole.

I managed to get into a position that I could see his face.  He just looked
directly back at me and smiled and I totally melted.

Somehow I was semi-coherent enough to see him look over to the night stand
and see the pump bottle of lube.  He smiled again.  Then he reached over
and pumped a large glob of the lotion into his hand.

Lifting my leg, he slapped that lube juice into my ass crack and I felt his
fingers run over my tight, pulsing pucker.  Then his middle digit caught
the edge and slipped into my chute all the way to its bottom.  Then he
wiggled it, and just barely touched my prostate.

Lifting my ass off the bed, I shivered and twitched. "Oh... Fuck!!!  Yes
!!!!" I moaned.

"You just bet your sweet ass," he chuckled.

"Yes." I replied.  "Take it... take it now... please...."

"Oh, yeah... I'm gonna 'take it'," he said.  "I'm gonna take it a whole
bunch before this night is over."

Then he grabbed my ankles and lifted my legs so my knees were over my own
shoulders pushing outward so that my ass was open to the whole damned
world.

Placing his cockhead against my defenseless and well-slickened rosebud, he
pushed forward and imbedded that wonderful tool in me.  Working his way in
and out in small increments, he was soon balls-and-pubes deep into me.

All I could do was moan and push back against him.

As I said before, he might have been young.....but WOW! That kid knew how
to fuck!!

I was grabbing bed sheet, rolling my head from side to side, moaning,
screeching, humping back into him .. my legs were stiff...my toes curled.
I couldn't see because my eyes were rolled back into my head...  I was just
a quivering mass of 'fucked silly' !!

Long dicking me and driving his cock head against my hardened love nut, I
all but lost conciousness.  The top of my head actually tingled like my
brain was frying inside there.

Then he really started to pound me.  Short bursts.  Pulling out only a
couple inches and the slamming that hot, throbbing cock back into me
balls-deep.  He was a piston-engine gone wild!!  He was moaning.  His pubes
and balls were slapping against balls and ass cheeks.  He was making lower,
animalistic, guttural sounds.  He was turning into his own quivering
mass...

...and that's when he arched back, screeched like a banshee, shoved himself
to the deepest point, and started to just shudder all over.

I knew he was at his climax.  I could feel his cock swell, jerk, and throb
as it unleased it's torrent of stored juices into me.

"Oh, fuck!!!  Oh, fuck!!  Aaawwwwwwww, mannnn!!!  Awwwwww, man!!!!" he
exclaimed as he unloaded more and more of his cock snot into my ass.

Somehow I managed to get my hand between us and grabbed my cock and tried
to stroke it.  It was a tight fit, but it only took about three strokes to
have me shooting a major load from my balls into the tight space between
us.

"Ohhhhh, Jesus....  Ohhhhhh, yessssss!!" he finally got out as he fell onto
me, and spread my own cum puddles all over us..

Then he leaned forward, gave me a quick kiss on the lips, and actually
started to snore.

Somehow, I managed to turn onto my right side and get out from under him.
Then I reversed my direction and snuggled in with my backside against him.
He reached over my side with his right arm and pulled me even closer
... and just kept snoring.

Oh, yes.... He did wake up during the night ... twice ... and fucked me
again each time..  and ... well... I think we might do it again tomorrow.


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