Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2007 10:15:34 EDT From: Johnny43206@aol.com Subject: Ike and John #3 I paced around the camper and outside for almost an hour, debating whether to go up to his house or not. I felt like something could happen between us, and that scared me some, as I'd never done anything with a man. But I was also excited that it could happen, and incredulous, too. He was so hot, just what I found attractive. I decided to do it. I was losing my buzz, and he was promising whiskey, so I 'd get a buzz again. I was horny as hell too. I walked the short distance to his house. It was a rundown one-story that sat on a little hill with it's white paint faiding. It was kind of small. It had a covered porch on the front. I walked up the steps to the front yard, then up a short sidewalk, then up some steps to the porch. It was dark, there was no light on. As soon as I got onto the porch, Ike said "Hey, John, ah' thought you'd nevah git heya, but ah knew you'd come" I was taken aback a little bit. I didn' t know he was sitting there when I walked up onto the porch. He was sitting on an old couch to my left. My eyes adjusted to the low light and I saw that actually he was sitting at one end of the couch, one leg on the couch and one on the floor, all spread-eagled, and he was naked. There was some music playing from inside the house. Ike moved his legs a little, patted the old couch, and said ""Have a seat". I did, tentatively. He smiled his great smile at me. "Glad you decided to come up heya. It ain' much, but it's mine. Workin' on it all da time ta fix it up". I was getting hard again looking at his naked body and face. That cocoa skin, bald head, beard and mustache, nice lips, big hairy chest with big nipples, hairy stomach, crotch, and legs, big thick dick and feet, and all his tattoos -- HOT AS HELL to me. I was wearing a tank top, shorts, and tennis shoes. Ike said "Git neked like ah' am', boy, ain' nobody `roun' heya gonna see us. I'ts hot as fuck out heya tonight". It was hot and humid. He said, "Ah'm goin' in da house ta fix ya a drink. Ah'll be right back. Git neked" He got up, big dicking swinging, and went in the house. He turned up the radio while he was in the house, then came back out, big dick swinging, and handed me my drink. He said "Heya go. It's a lil' strong but you can take it." He sat back down where he was before. He was always smiling, showing his pretty white teeth. He said "Ah'm gonna git fucked up ta-night. You are too. We gonna have a good time ta-night. Drink up dat' drink, boy. Ah don' wanna hafta force it down ya". He laughed. I drank down as much as I could. He said, "So why ain' you neked yet?" I said "Oh, I forgot." I took off my shoes and socks, then my tanktop and shorts. He said "Dat's bettah', ain' it?" I said yeah. Ike said "You gotta nice lil' body, boy, you shoul' keep workin' on it ta git biggah". I said "Yeah, I've been meaning to do that." He said " I kin help ya wit' dat', ah' got some weights" I said " okay". Ike said, "It's pretty cool, bein' neked like dis', bein' outside, doncha think?" I hesitated but said yes. He said " Ah stay neked all da' time heya in da house. Mah big dick needs sum breathin' room, ya know?" He laughed. He started fondling his dick a little. He said, "Boy, ah'm gonna tell ya a lil' `bout myself. Ah usually don' do dat' wit' mos' people, but ah' want you to know." " When I was 18, I killed my stepfather. He had been abusing my mom for a long time. He and his 2 sons abused me from the time I was 12. One night, as he was hurting my mom, I'd had enough. I shot him dead. I got put in prison for about 17 years. I just got out ealier this year. I don't feel bad, the dude deserved it. My mom passed about 6 months ago, and left me this house." I said "Uh, thanks for telling me that". Ike said " In prison, you know deya 's no girls, so dude's git' it on wit' each other. I was no different. My stepdad and stepbrothers had been fucking me since ah wuz 12. But in prison I decided I was going to do the fucking. An' ah took a liking to you white boys."