Date: Sun, 28 Jun 1998 20:34:32 EDT
From: AIexX@aol.com
Subject: My encounter With Max Casella

This story is completely fictional and is not meant to imply anything about
the sexuality of Max Casella.  Just a fantasy about someone I find sexy. :^)

My Encounter With Max Casella!
(That cute guy who plays Vinnie on DoogieHowserMD)

	It was a warm spring morning and I was cooling off by swimming in a pound
nearby my house. I really needed the relaxation. Max Casella, my biggest idol
of all times, was filming a movie in town and I was so hyped up I decided I
needed to calm down, thats how I got to the pound. When suddenly I heard
someone clear their thoat. By the sound of it, it was a man. I spun and around
and saw a young sporty looking Italian, Max Casella.
	"Umm..can I swim to? I'd go to the swimming pool but people would crowd me.
So I needed to find a country pond or somthing." Max said in his usual cool
voice, all the while chewing on some gum.
	I just stood there and stuttered for a while. "Umm y-y-yes s-sir." I stood
there and looked down at his speedos. My god he was wearing speedos. I thought
I was in heaven. His cock must've been 6 inches limp! He must've noticed my
staring because he raised his head to the right as if inspecting me. The
golden sun shown down on him giving him the affect as if he was glowing. A
slight grin on his face gave him the look of a mischievous ten year old.
	"So ya like that huh? You've got a nice package yourself" he said gesturing
to my  cock. I was more embarrassed then I have ever been. He lowered his
speedos and walked over to me now blushed as red as a rose. He lowered my
speedos and enlocked me in the greatest kiss I have ever had.
	My cock and balls sprang forth with excitement. He turned me around, laying
me down on the grass, stretching his body over mine. He started nibbling at my
ear lobes, moving slowly down my neck and on down to the crack of my ass. I
felt his tongue probing my love chute as he took his hands and spread the
cheeks of my awaiting ass. He darted his tongue in and out a few
times--turning me wild. Then he began sticking a finger in, then two, and
finally three. When he felt I was ready, he pulled his fingers from my ass. I
could feel his cock head pushing against my hole. As he pushed I felt him
enter. It hurt because of his size, but I was enjoying every moment. He slowly
moved in and out, going deeper with each thrust until he was inside to the
base. He began picking up the rhythm as I moaned and groaned. I was receiving
the best fuck of my life. Up and down he worked his fine shaft, again I felt
his balls tighten for they had quit slapping up against my ass. 
	Max buried his dick deep as he shot his load of cum into my ass. He did not
stop thrusting and went on and on until he gushed once again like a fountain,
filling my eager, yet aching hole. At this time I shot my load onto the grass
and against my stomach. He lay exhausted on me for what seemed to be hours;
however, it was only minutes. Max pulled his rod out and we lay side by side,
embraced in each other's arms, kissing and dozing off to a well deserved
sleep. 
	When I awoke I realized Max was gone. I stood up got dressed and went back
home. I dreamed all night about our little encounter. When I woke up I felt
something jabbing my right side I checked and found a note he'd left. It
simply read "Meet me by the pound again tomorrow night" I grinned and got
ready for the night.