Date: Mon, 05 Sep 2011 11:18:18 -0500 (CDT) From: Stew Subject: Cross Country Adventures of Jon - Part 22 I was utterly shaking with anticipation the entire day, anxious to find out what surprise Kevin had planned for me. After the all day three way with Kevin, Hunter and I, my cousin wanted to show his appreciation to me, by inviting one of his favorite fuck buddies over to his house for a one on one session with me alone. I tried every trick in the book to get my cousin Kevin to spill the beans and reveal any details about who his friend was, but to no avail. I even promised to litterally do anything sexual for Kevin if he gave me some clue. "Sorry Jon, but you'll just have to wait." Kevin informed me with a smirk on his face. Four hours later, as Kevin was walking out the door he told me Andrew would be here in about an hour and to have fun. When the doorbell rang I jumped up from the couch and quickly opened the door. The man who stood before me was incredibly masculine and surprisingly handsome. "Are you Jon?" the totally hunky man asked. "Yeah" I said, still in awe of the beautiful specimen before me.. >From perfectly full lips, surrounded by a neatly trimmed beard and mustache the man spoke confidently. "I'm Andrew Okun. My friend Kevin requested that I come over and show his cousin a good time. Mind if I come in?" I practically dragged him into the house. Apparently, Andrew had been here before, because he quickly walked to the kitchen, and opened the fridge. "You want something to drink Jon? the man asked. "Yeah, I'll have a beer" I responded as I watched him bend over, searching the contents of the icebox for my beverage. Andrew had a small, tight and totally fuckable ass. As Andrew stood up and handed me a bottle of beer, I noticed his thick brown hair, which was parted in the middle. Andrew's smile showed a mouth full of pearly whites which increased the overall beauty of his face. As we stood in the kitchen, nursing our drinks, I was taken in by the bulging veins that ran along Andrew's hugely muscular arms and his obvious defined chest and abs. Everything about Andrew was making my cock hard, specifically the protrusion that tented his skin tight jeans. At that moment I envied my cousin Kevin, who had 24 hour access to this incredible god like human, who reminded me of a modern day Jesus. Andrew must have noticed me staring into his deep blue eyes, because without any warning, he leaned in, grabbed the back of my head and tenderly began to kiss me. Like a smooth operator, Andrew's tongue lightly and slowly entered my mouth. Andrew's virile hairy face was tickling my lips and cheeks as we smooched in the middle of my cousin Kevin's kitchen. Instinctively my hand was drawn towards Andrew's inflated crotch and my excitement increased as I squeezed his mound and realized that I would soon be feasting on a very large meal. I massaged the gigantic pouch, all the while Andrew was cleaning the inside of my mouth with his wet slippery tongue. After a long period of tongue twisting, Andrew withdrew. "Kevin, was right. You are a horny little fucker, aren't you Jon? Andrew asked. "I guess you'll find out, huh" I answered. In response, I eagerly yanked off Andrew's shirt. The broad hairyless chest was perfectly tanned and tightly sculptered. I reached out and ran my hands all over his naked muscles, pausing only to remove my own shirt. Eventually, my fingers and palms reached Andrew's firm ass and I forced his body against mine. We kissed again, with more gusto and energy. As the moment became heated, Andrew suddenly stopped. "I can't help it, Jon. You got me all hot man and now I just gotta suck your your dick." Andrew announced then lowered his body in front of me. Andrew removed my shorts in one quick jerk, exposing my already hard 8 inch boner. Andrew looked up at me with lust in his eyes and then he consumed my thick manhood. His mouth was warm and slippery, causing me to arch my head backwards, I moaned loudly as I felt Andrew's hot mouth envelope my sensitive equipment. This stud was sucking me off like an expert, as he grabbed my cum fillled balls while he serviced my aching cock like a common man whore. I shoved my hard dick deeper into his mouth and Andrew had no problem swallowing the entire shaft. Just watching my pole slide in and out of Andrew's perfectly formed lips was enough to make me cum. As if Andrew knew I was about to shoot, he suddenly stood up. "Don't want you to come just yet, Jon. I found that if you prolong the orgasm, the end product will be ten times better. Trust me. Now it's your turn to suck me off." Andrew took my hand and led me to the living room. He guided me to my knees, and began to remove his pants, while I watched in anticipation. Andrew wore white briefs that barely contained a massive bulge of hot dick. Andrew massaged his crotch area and I literally watched the mound grow in size. Before the fabric of Andrew's underwear exploded from the shear stress of his enormous pouch, I realeased the pressure by grabbing the waistband and pulling downward. I was shocked by the site of Andrew's rod, which was uniquely different than any cock I had seen before. The length and girth of his massive meat was porn star quality, with a major low hanging sack of balls underneath. The uncut skin of Andrew's staff was much darker in color than the large mushroom head, the pubic hair was dark brown and very dense. The veins which ran the entire length of his shaft were thicker and more pronounced than any I had seen before. Andrew's cock was genetically ribbed for my pleasure, and I did not hesitate to covet his desireable rod into my ambitious mouth. It wasn't long before Andrew had grasped my head with both hands and was fucking my mouth with a fury. "Yeah Jon. Suck my dick. That's right, you know you want it. Do it, baby. Suck that fat cock." Andrew loudly moaned as he continued to jam his succulent cock in and out of my throat. Every time I felt that Andrew was about to bust a load, he would switch positions. The horny stud suddenly withdrew his cock and roughly guided me to the floor, Andrew loomed over me in the push up formation with his groin directly above my face. Andrew lowered his buff body, his cock slipped into my waiting mouth and I sucked on it with zeal. Andrew again began to taunt me. "You like that don't ya, Jon. You want my hot cock in your mouth. Suck my hot dick, Jon. Don't stop. Yeah, all the way down, Jon. Don't hold back. Take all of my dick down your hot throat. Make my cock hard. Get it nice and hard, then I'm gonna fuck you with my hard cock." Andrew was true to his word. When Andrew was close to shooting his spunk, he again stopped the action and repositioned my body to suit his desires. The balcony had a far away view of Golden Gate Bridge and of the setting sun. I held onto the hand rails looking at the scenic state of California as Andrew stood behind me, piercing my whore hole with his mega veined staff. My cousin Kevin's friend began to fuck me with a vengence, fast and without concern for my safety. "OH, fuck yeah! Jon. Your ass is so fucking hot. Feel my hot dick in your ass, Jon. Do you feel it? Do you like the feel of my boner inside you? I'm gonna fuck your ass so hard, you'll be walking funny for a week." Andrew's stamina was just as long lasting as his gift for verbal encouragement. "Holy crap, Jon. Gonna fuck you all night. You like my steel hardon. I'm gonna give you my hot manjuice, Jon. You want my hot cum, huh. Fuck yeah you do." I knew Andrew was about to cum, when his dirty talk was replaced by two words, said over and over. "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah" Andrew's thrusts increased in speed and force. I had to hold on tight to the railing of the balcony while he pounded his monster fuckstick deep into my ass. Soon I felt an explosive jolt of blazing hot semen heating up my rectum as Andrew released his manly seed. Andrew finally withdrew his drained cock, then he put is hands on the rail and invited me to return the favor. I was eager to fuck this guy, who's tight buns were small compared to his large upper portion. My stiff meat entered Andrew's hole slowly, in order to savor the moment of my initial penetration of this man's crack. At that moment, when I had fully entered my entire shaft, Andrew turned his head and looked back at me, smiling. I knew that was his way of giving me approval to continue. I grabbed Andrew's hips and plowed his rear end with a frantic excitement. The thought of fucking this hunky man was manipulating my carnal urges, forcing me into exhaustion as I violently pounded my cock in and out of Andrew's pink pooper. With little warning, my cock purged it's warm contents into Andrew's tunnel. I continued to thrust until my dick was dry and limp. After a quick dip in the swimming pool, Andrew and I explored and feasted on all areas of desire that were missed in the first round. As our totally exhausted bodies lay naked in the living room, Andrew and I engaged in conversation. I asked my sex partner what he did for a living. He gave me a brief story of his life. "I grew up in Natick Massachusetts. When I was 12 years old I was riding the city bus and an older kid came on to me. I knew I was attracted to men, but had never done anything yet. I was intriqued by the concept of sex and I ended up getting off the bus with him. We went to a deserted parking lot and he sucked me off. That was my first time, which led me to other encounters. Eventually, I learned about the gayest city in the country and figured that was where I belonged. I drove to San Fransisco and with help from some newly aquainted friends, I got a job as a butler for Hugh Hefner, publisher of Playboy magazine. While working at the mansion, I met Rip Colt. He liked my looks and cast me in a few short 8mm films and a spread in one of his gay magazines." Andrew continued his story and I noticed the excitement in his voice. "I got a lot of feedback from fans and Mr. Colt decided to film a movie, with me in the lead. The movie starts shooting in two weeks. You should check it out, Jon. It's gonna be called INCHES. Mr. Cort thinks I am going to be a major porn star, but he thinks I need a new name because Andrew Lee Okun is too plain. From now on he wants to call me Al Parker. What do you think. Jon.?" "Your shitting me, my last name is Parker" I said. "I know, that is the reason I'm here. Your cousin Kevin told me a lot about you . He told me about your last visit, and he said your sexual appetite was unquenchable and your cock was and I quote "ambrosia". Kevin also described your boyish good looks, piercing green eyes and luscious kissable lips. After my conversation with Kevin, I suggested the name Andrew Lee Parker to Mr. Colt and he shortened it to Al. When Kevin told me you were back in town. I practically begged your cousin to hook us up so I could personal thank you for helping me come up with my screen name, and honestly, I wanted to experience the cock that your cousin described as food of the gods." I was flabbergasted. I had no idea that my sexual indiscretions were actually influencing peoples lives. It made me feel good about myself. When I was told that Andrew was on his way to be known as a big gay porn star named Al Parker, my stick erected and I insisted that he mount me again. The excitement of being fucked by someone famous would change the overall atmospere of the action. I imagined that the two of us were making a porn movie and the producer was expecting a hot and heavy performance. Andrew was intriuqed by my fantasy and asked, "What kind of scenario do you suggest." I told a naked Andrew to go into the swimming pool and to follow my lead. I ran upstairs and put on a pair of Kevin's swimming trunks and then I found a leaf catcher. I walked to the pool donning my pool boy outfit and announced my arrival. "I'm here to clean your pool, Mr. Parker. Your phone call said it was an emergency." Mr. Parker swims towards the pool boy and upon reaching the shallow end, stands up and begin to walk up the stairs leading out of the pool. His naked, wet soaked body is already sporting an erection. "Mr. Parker. You don't have any clothes on" Jon stated, trying to pretend astonishment. Mr. Parker stops in front of Jon, the tip of his boner was lightly touching the young mans swim suit. "Your very prompt Jon. Thank you for coming so quickly. I was hoping you could help me with a major predicament" Mr. Parker said as his cock twitched. "Uh, sure Mr. Parker. What seems to be the problem?" Jon asked licking his lips seductively. "My diving board is very stiff, no flexibility. I was wondering if you could take a look at it." Mr. Parker stated. Jon looked down at Mr. Parker's hard cock, placed the naked clients shaft into his hand and stroked it a few times. "I think I have figured out the problem, Mr. Parker. Your diving board has been badly neglected, but I think I have a solution." Jon replied, raising his eyebrows. "What do you suggest, Jon?" Mr. Parker asked. "The entire board needs to be lubricated, front and back" Jon proposed with a smile. "Your the expert" Mr. Parker proclaims. "Many of my customer have the same problem" Jon gloats. Jon kneels down in front of Mr. Parker. Jon gives Mr. Parker a highly motivated blowjob, causing Mr. Parker to ejaculate his cum into Jon's mouth. "Your board is now in perfect working order Mr. Parker, perhaps you should try it out" Jon recommends. Mr. Parker and Jon walk to the shallow end of the pool. Jon bends forwards and grips the edge of the pool. Mr. Parker stands behind Jon, and grips the pool boy's hips. Jon arches his back upon the penetration of Mr. Parker's hard cock. Mr. Parker fucks Jon's ass with enthusiasm. Several positions are explored, until finally Mr. Parker fills Jon's ass hole with cum. Jon lays down on a lounge chair and Mr. Parker sucks the young man's cock until the shaft is erect. Mr. Parker kneels on a towel which is outstretched on the cement floor. Jon kneels hehind Mr. Parker and shoves his hard dick into Mr. Parker's eager hole. Jon fucks Mr. Parker's ass with youthful energy until the pool boy delivers a massive load of cum into Mr. Parker's ass. "The quality of your services are excellent and I will be sure to call on you again." Mr. Parker tells Jon. "I'm available anytime, Mr. Parker." Jon says. Jon turns towards the camera and winks. Eventually, Andrew said he had to leave and that the time spent with me was unforgetable. "Good luck with your movie career, Mr. Al Parker" I said as he walked out the door. He turned and flashed me a broad sexy smile. When cousin Kevin arrived home, we retired to the living room, sipping coffee and talking about the days events. Our conversation lasted well into the night as I brought Kevin up to date on the experiences I had since we last met, including the suduction of one of my former teachers and his son. I noticed Kevin's boner when I told the story of my brother in law Eric and his fishing buddy Walleye. "Wow, thats incredible, I always thought Eric was hiding some serious man meat between his legs. I just might call him up and suggest a deep ocean fishing trip, and have him bring his friend Walleye" Kevin commented. "I think that is an excellent idea, cousin." I added. For the next two weeks, Kevin and I indulged in a variety of sexual trysts. My horny cousin brought me to bars and introduced me to his friends. Once Kevin's aquaintences got a look at me and my prominent package, it was easy to get a complimentary blowjob in some quiet out of the way location. Ususally at the end of the night, the two of us would bring home one of his buddies for an all night three way. Occasionally, we would hit the beach and parade our buff bodies in front of potential conquests. More so than not, the total stranger was drawn to a hidden alcove that would conceal our naked dirty actions. Soon, I was eager to hit the road and eventually make it back to Maryland. I could always count on my cousin Kevin to help me out, be it a spur of the moment blowjob in a purly inappropriate place or a connection to someone who was willing to give me a ride. Kevin said his friend Byron was headed to New Mexico for a business lecture and he agreed to let me tag along. It was difficult to say goodbye to Kevin and I felt the feeling was mutual. Not only would I miss my cousin's fun loving personality but I would miss his colassal man stick. The next day I was heading to Albuquerque with Byron Butterfield. Expectations were high as I continued my cross country adventure.