Date: Sun, 15 Jul 2012 14:54:09 -0500 From: Az Urite Subject: Secret Electric Boy Spot 4 *John readjusted his crotch and pulled another beer from the cooler. "This story is just too damn hot. Are you sure this is all true?" * *"If it's not true, you want me to stop?"* *"No, no, no. Don't stop. I just wish it was me," he moaned. * *"You wish you were me or Ronny?" John paused a moment to consider the choice.* *"Actually, I wish I was Doc. I bet he was fucking everybody at the camp and in town, too." * *"That's totally possible," I answered. * * * *"I didn't hear Ronny come in, but he was there when they rang the bell for breakfast. I wanted to ask about his date with Doc, but knew better. The morning activities were a choice between the archery range or a hike around the lake. No one was interested in the hike but me, which was cool because Ronny was the hike leader. He had a small backpack and I had a canteen and we took off down the trail. I couldn't wait till we were far enough away to ask what happened. I was really hoping the don't tell rule didn't apply in this case. How did your date go? I ask. Ronny laughed out loud. "It wasn't a date. I had to load the whole truck. Anyway somebody beat me to it." That didn't make any sense to me, but he continued, "All the way into town, Doc talks about is trying to get some job as a trainer for some college and all I can think about is his cock." * *You changed your mind about sucking him? I asked. "Yeah, I pretty much made up my mind to do anything he wanted." He let out a real disappointed sigh. We go to the bus station and there was a big stack of boxes. Doc said he had some paperwork to take care of and left me to load the truck. When I was finished, I had dirt all the way to my elbows. I go find the men's room to wash up and soon as I open the door I hear Doc say Do it, boy, just like that." My mouth dropped open. Ronny saw my shock and nodded. "Yeah, I shut the door real quiet and I saw two pairs of boots under the stall door. The one's facing the toilet were Doc's big feet. He had his hands on the stall wall and the whole thing is shaking like its gonna come down. I'm standing there. I can't believe it. Somebody stole my blowjob." * * * *I really am in shock. I didn't know what it meant, but probably at the same moment, Doc and I were both standing in front of a toilet getting our cocks sucked. Did he know you were there? I ask. "I don't know, Ronny says. I don't think he cared. His knuckles got white and he just growled and then stopped. I slipped out the door and acted like I was waiting for him." Did you see the other guy? I asked. Ronny shook his head, which usually means no, but he said, Yeah, I saw him. I think he works at the bus station. He and Doc probably have a regular thing." I'm still letting this scene settle into my mind. I guess so, I tell Ronny. You couldn't just a walk into a men's room and find somebody to suck your cock. Ronny snorted. He thought this was real funny. "Of course you can. Happens all the time." But how? I protested. Most my experience with public toilets was in school and technically they were boy's rooms, not men's rooms. The stalls didn't have doors, either. Ronny shook his head again. "It's easy. No one looks at each other in a men's room." He let this bit if knowledge sink in. "Unless they are looking to suck or get sucked. You just know." I had to concede, that was sort of the way it was with me and Mike. We never said anything about it. I just got close enough and the next thing I know, he's sucking my cock. I might have sucked his cock, if he hadn't already cum all over my feet. "It helps if it's someplace everybody knows to go," Ronny added. You mean like a bus station in the middle of the night? "Yeah, bus stations are always good." I filed that away for future use. For some reason, I liked the idea of a sexually frustrated Ronny. I bet you jacked off real hard after that, I told him. Ronny laughed and said, "No, I'm saved that for you." * *The lake shore curved away and the camp was out of sight. We came to creek that drained into the lake. There was a small sandbar and Ronny dropped his pack. He pulled his shirt off and said, "You ready for a swim?" I was about to say I didn't bring my trunks when he pulled his shorts off and dropped his bare ass on the sand to untie his boots. It was the first time I had seen his cock soft and really the first time I saw it in really good light. It flopped back and forth as he wrestled his boots off. He's up and waist deep in the water and I'm still staring at his ass prints in the sand. I strip off and of course, I'm sticking out straight. That didn't last long. The water coming out of the creek was half the temp of the rest of the lake. My nuts were lodged under my collar bones. I'm out of the lake as fast as I went in and trying to find the hottest spot in the sunlight. Ronny comes out, laughing at me and pulls a beach towel from his pack. It would have been nice if he tossed it to me, but he lays it out on the grass and flops down on his back. "Come here," he says and waves me over. "I want to show you something." I've got feeling back in my scrotum, so I stand at his feet and ask, "Show me what?" He squeezes his cock and stretches it out long. "This. Come get a close up look. His knees are up and I can see a trail of fur from his balls down through the crack of his ass. My cock was awake again so fast I heard the skin stretch. I knew what he meant. I dropped to my knees between his ankles. I figured this was my cock sucking lesson, but who really needs a lesson? I put my hand around it and imitated Mike, but I couldn't get it all in my mouth like he did. I gagged and had to pull up to cough. "Slow down," Ronny says. "It aint going nowhere. Take your time." Maybe I did need lessons. He put his hand on my head and set a steady pace. The feel of his cock in my mouth was incredible. Each stroke went a little deeper and before I knew it, my nose is hitting his stomach. I was a little off balance and put my hand on his groin. My thumb slips under his nutsack and I feel the root of his cock. It's hard and throbs every time his cock hits the back of my throat. I'm pretty proud of myself, because I know Ronny is liking it. Then I feel it. His cock jumps once and he makes this weird ooh ooh ooh sound and mouth fills up with cum. He really did save it for me. I swallowed some, but I had to take a quick breath and some dripped onto his balls. I closed my lips around the head and kept sucking until he squirmed and pulled my head up. Ronny just went slack and laid there for a minute. "Damn, buddy. That was good." * *He sat up and patted the towel where he had been. I figured it was my turn, so I laid down. I thought he was going to do it like I did, but he threw a leg over me and sat on my chest with his ass in my face. I have my first full color close up look at hairy man asshole. Ronny grabbed my knees and rolled ass straight up in the air. He grinds his tongue into my ass asshole and growls. I strain my neck and put my mouth right on his asshole. He pushed back and planted his ass right on my mouth. It wasn't very comfortable, but it was hot as hell. His balls were on my chin and I kept sucking until he let me back down and raised up. "Put my cock in your mouth," he says. "Don't worry about sucking, just keep it there." It was a little soft so it bent easy and I put my lips around the head like it was a giant nipple. I still tasted his cum and felt his mouth on me. He started slow, just like he instructed me. The feeling of his tongue was still fresh in my asshole and he pushed his head all the way down and rubbed his nose on my balls. He got one hand on my ass and pressed a finger into my hole. He couldn't get it in very far, but it was enough. It was intense. His cock is full hard again. I open my eyes and I can see Ronny's balls and asshole. His knees slip on the towel and his cock drives deep in my mouth. His weight pins me to the ground and I feel the boil start in my crotch. I can't squeal like he did, but I wanted too. Ronny can tell and pulls back to the head of my cock as I pump his mouth full. I'm in full spasm from my stomach to my knees, but I can't get away. He doesn't let go until he sucks the last drop. * * * *I take a deep breath and I'm back at the beach house with John. I hadn't thought of that morning for a long time. John sheepishly pulls his hand out of the waistband of his shorts. "Damn," he says. "I don't know if I never had anything that hot, or you just tell it better." * * *