Date: Fri, 20 Aug 1999 14:54:49 -0400 From: Nick Alias Pizza Boy Subject: John Leguizamo nude on the couch John Leguizamo nude on the couch! By: Nick Alias Pizza Boy WARNING: THAT STORY IS FROM MY BRAIN, 110% FICTIONAL? IS IT CLEAR? I DON'T THINK JOHN LEGUIZAMO IS GAY AND I'M JUST A STR8/CURIOUS GUY NOTE: JOHN LEGUIZAMO PLAYED IN HANGIN' WITH THE HOMEBOYS, SUPER MARIO BROS ROMEO AND JULIET AND MAYBE MORE, BUT I DON'T KNOW. Introduction: My name is Nick Kellermann, I'm heterosexual, 20 years old and I work part-time in delivering pizzas to help my parents paying my studies in a private college of Beverly Hills. I work out 14 hours weekly in the best gym of L.A., Laguna Work-out Center. I begun my training 3 years ago and, now, I have plenty of muscles: hard pecs, toned 6 pack, big biceps. You can summarize my body to 6 feet and 185 pounds of muscles. NO FAT! I have black eyes and hairs, tanned skin and a 12" uncut penis. The only body hairs I have are on arms pits, pubic area and legs. I still live at my parents' house in Anaheim, California. Many girls like me but I think they are all bitches (these girls, not all females). My story: I met John Leguizamo at the gym a couple of months ago. He is not as regular as I am but his body shows that he takes care a lot of his physical appearance. The first time we talked was the beginning of a good friendship. We went out a lot in the city to hang out and find girls. He intoduced me to his soccer team (as all Latinos, he loves this game) and I joined the team. I became the best goaler of the Southern California Amateur Soccer League, they were really proud of me. Probably because I've always dreamed to be huge muscular, muscular guys always catch my attention even I'm if straight. When I jerk off (3 to 4 times daily), I always think to the hunks of the team or the gym, especially one guy: JOHN! For that reason, I never take a shower or change clothes with him around me, in case I get a rubbing hard-on that could make John mad to me. Maybe he finds strange that I disappear, sometimes in the middle of a conversation, at the moment he removes his t-shirt. Anyway, my perception of that hunk changed radically few hours after I got this call from him. - Hi! John on the line. - Hey! What's up? - Are you good with computers?, he asked - It depends, I replied - I have some DNS problems, can you resolve them?, he said - I have to take a look at it before, I answered - Ok, he continued, Can you come here to check? - Sure! I'll be here in 45 minutes, I replied I was sure we would go to a disco or a private party after. So, I took a long shower and I dressed with the best clothes I found in my untidy bedroom: khakis bermudas, white polo, my newest boxer-brief, Tommy white socks and my brown suede hiking shoes. I didn't forget to take some condoms in case I meet a girl that need to get a "physical". I borrowed my mom's white Volkswagen Jetta, telling her I might sleep out of the house tonight. She smiled and whispered: "It's normal for a guy to break the cashbah sometime, Nicky!" I was kind of embarrassed because it took time to my mother to accept my girlfriend took my cherry. For her, I'm still a kid! I drove the car to John's apartment builtding. It was a nice place with the ocean behind it. I entered by myself and, as I walked to the computer room, I heard water flowing in the shower. What I had thought was right, we would go downtown after I resolve that configuration problem. I quickly found the problem: the DNS digits were not set. I put them and I tried a connection. It was correct. - What the hell is that?, said a laughing voice I turned around, John was in the doorway, wearing only a green bathrobe. Drops of water were falling down his black hairs to his long feet. - The DNS is correct, now. You can continue to surf on porn sites!, I answered. - Later, he replied, I don't need to get off now, just get dress to go to the Crazy Dragon. The Crazy Dragon was an almost unknown discotheque, in Van Nuys. It was the place where agoraphobic people, like John, could feel the athmosphere of a discotheque without the big crowd. John reappeared, wearing black shorts, t-shirt, socks and shoes. - You really like black. I said - Not really, just wanted to wear the same color than my underwears. He replied I looked to the ceiling, thinking: How stupid he is when he wants! We took John's BMW to go there. Arrived at the Dragon, we separed because we have learned (from a teacher called Experience!) that a girl has compassion for a single guy (well, in our cases, it always been like that). I chatted and danced with some interesting babes but none of them were interested in sex or, at least, to meet me another time. John was in the same situation than me. At 11:05pm, he told me that he was bored and coming back home. I decided to follow him because I didn't have enought cash to take a cab to my home. In the car, John was really strange. Normally, he is really voluble but no sounds were coming from his mouth. One of his favorite radio shows, Saturday Night Live on KBBL 102.9 was not playing. He had chosen to listen a phone stand presented by an eminent sexologist on an AM station. I had noticed a boner and he seemed very horny. I didn't formalize about that because I knew that my friend will masturbate in his bed in an hour maximum. John parked his car in his path. I was unlocking the door of the Jetta when I realised that the little piss contained in my bladder has to be evacuated. - John, Can I go peeing? I asked - Sure I followed him inside the apartment. He tuned on lights and the TV. He sat on the burgundy couch and was watching NBC's Saturday Night LIVE drinking Tequila. I walked to the bathroom, unzipped my pants and urinated. Next to the toilet, a basket filled of porn magazines. A tube of KY was on the mags: I had found why it takes 30 minutes to John when he goes to shit. I decided to play with "my best friend" for a few minutes. I ejaculated as the clock was ringing midnight. I wiped my head, flushed the toilet and left the room. I entered the living room. The first thing I saw was a heap of black clothes on the chair in front of me. I looked at my right: John was wearing only his silver chain and his tatoo! I was speechless! I could see his columbian uncut cock who was 9.5", his tan, his chocolate lovely nipples, his muscles. He was laying on the couch, nude! I felt my penis growing up and pre-cum oozing on my jockeys. - Hey! Hey!, he said, midnight passed and still clothed? Clothes are forbidden from midnight to 8am here, boy. I don't know why but every person older than me call me boy. I don't know the exact age of John but he is around 25, that's not a big difference of age between us. I quickly stripped, knelt and started sucking John's dick. Massaging is balls, deeptroating his shaft, we were in Heaven! He was pumping my mouth with his right hand, giving me a handjob with the other. John was not much hairy than I am. Pubic area, legs and arms pits were covered with little black hairs. - Suck it! Suck it! Yeah! Yeah!. He was moaning Suddently, he yelled: - Man! I'm gonna! I'm gonna CUM! The hot creamy load arrived few seconds later. I cleaned his tanned shaft of every drop of sperm and suck his tool until he was completely limp! I swallowed his load as mine was flowing on the floor. - Man! I didn't know that gay sex is so hot!, he said, let's go in my bed. In the room, he ordered me to fuck him deeply and fastly. So I did. He was in a doggy position and kind of affraid of my huge tool. His fears disappeared when he discovered that his ass was deeper and larger than he thought. His manhood was shooting cum every 2 minutes on the sheeps! He was moaning loudly, ordering me to fuck him, stimulate his prostate. I had three orgasms in his butt. We were all sweaty and John didn't stop to thank me for the relief I gave him. - I was so Horny!, he said, and I had no batteries for my anal vibrator, thank you! Your blowjob was the best head I had received, even better than Cameron Diaz's one! We felt asleep in the queen size bed, he put his muscular arms around me. I had his breathe on my neck. I WAS IN HEAVEN!!! When I opened my eyes, at 1:30pm, I saw 2 moderately hairy legs and large feet. A hand was stoking my inner right thigh and another touching my balls. I folded the covers: John had my cock in his mouth! It was ok for me but I wanted to suck him too! I was turning into 69 when John said: - You already sucked my boyhood, last night. It's your turn to be serviced. I was too excited to understand why he said "boyhood" to describe his penis. I consider a boyhood is a teenage cock, measuring less than 6" but John was 9.5". But for the moment, I was not able to think. I was moaning so loud, I could wake skeletons up! John was sucking me so intensively. I shot 3 huge hot creamy loads in his mouth. He swallowed every drop and checked by 5 times if he had drunk the whole shots without any drop missing. - What a professional! I said - Well, he replied, it's my only time of man-to-man sex. - Why? I asked - I was too horny to make a difference between you and a pussy. You released me and I'm very thankul to you for that service. I don't mind to stay your friend but we won't have sex anymore, ok?. He answered - I understand, I replied, it's the same situation for me. I loved that night with you, Stud, but I'm not ready to forget girls and take a boyfriend! John and I left the bed to take a shower together. We masturbated and soaped each other. Then, we ate some fajitas naked. As dessert, we did the 69. We exchanged boxers (for "self-pleasuring" times) and I left him. EPILOGUE: "We won't have sex anymore, ok?" said John. It's actually not true. I meet him 3 times a week to have sex. It's him who asked that. I don't care about because I can't see him without having an erection. By the way, I asked him why he described his yard as a boyhood. He answered that he knows he is much bigger than the average for white men (6 to 6.5 inches) but compared with my foot, his 9.5" looks small. THE END COMING UP NEXT FROM THE BRAIN OF NICK ALIAS PIZZA BOY: MARKY MARK GUEST ON TV! starring Marky Mark I ALSO HAVE IDEAS FOR STORIES INVOLVING THE FOLLOWING CELEBS: Jason Priestley, Matt Damon, Ben Affleck, Justin of N'SYNC, Nick Carter, Devon Sawa, Grant Show, Andrew Shue, Matt LeBlanc, Ricky Martin, Leonardo DiCaprio, Brad Pitt, Michael Bergin, Ryan Phillip, Prince William, Jon Bon Jovi, Brendan Fraser AND MANY OTHERS! WANT TO SUGGEST STARS, WRITE COMMENTS ABOUT MY STORY: nickaliaspizzaboy@hotmail.com Read my other story on Nifty Archive: MARK HOPPUS AND THE PIZZA BOY