Date: Mon, 19 Feb 2024 07:06:00 +0000 (UTC)
From: Prowler9_46 <prowler9_46@yahoo.com>
Subject: BIG RED

BIG RED

It was early spring and I had taken the boat in for it's annual service.
I had taken Tuesday off and was excited to go pick up the boat and drive
it up to the lake. Excited because I really enjoyed being out on the lake
and also I once again got to see Randy at Valley Marine. What a hunk!
Randy was maybe 30 years old, perfect body; perfect face, perfect hair,
perfect teeth, pretty blue eyes and a killer smile. He always looked so
fucking good in his brown leather topsiders and a white polo shirt tucked
neatly into his khaki shorts. The 3-button placket spread wide by his
broad shoulders and hunky chest. His silky brown chest hair trying
desperately to escape above the bottom button. This stud could sell me
anything!
I arrived at Valley Marine and my boat was already out front waiting for
me. I was getting my checkbook out of the console when my door opened and
there was Randy. "How's it going?" he asked. "She's all ready for you!"

He held the door open for me as I got out of my truck, then guided me in
to the showroom and the service desk. I watched him as he got my
paperwork ready...God he was pretty!

He gave me the total and I wrote out the check for the service. He looked
at me with those beautiful blue eyes and I felt my cock beginning to
stir. "Let's go out and take a look at her" he said.

I followed behind him watching his sweet round ass as he walked. His
tanned legs were strong and well muscled. I was semi-hard now. He told me
all they had done to my boat and showed me a few things that might need
to be looked at in the future but otherwise it was in great shape. He
squatted down to look at something, his shorts splitting his balls in
two, one large nut on each side of the seam of his shorts. Quite a nice
view. I looked down into his shirt and saw a forest of his lovely brown
fur. Man, I wanted to rip that shirt off him and just run my hands
through the hair on his chest. I was hard now and there was no way to
hide the bulge in my jeans. He was right there in front of my crotch...he
had to see my horniness. "I thought I saw a possible crack but it was
just a reflection" he said, rising to his feet. He reached out to shake
my hand saying "Well, she's all yours...have fun!"

He stood by the boat as I backed my truck up to the trailer. He helped me
hook it up and watched and waved as I drove the boat away. Damn...another
year before I'd see him again. I just might have to go look at a new boat
before then. That could be dangerous and expensive for me though. I had
originally gone to his dealership set to buy a particular model boat.
Randy ended up selling me something bigger and much more expensive than I
had originally planned. Not that it was a bad decision...the boat was
wonderful...but it did involve having to also buy a new truck to tow the
extra weight. Oh well...off to the lake.

It wasn't a very warm day and there were only a few boats on the lake. I
took 'him' out for a spin. Most people call their boats 'her' or 'she', I
call mine 'him' and 'he' because when sitting behind the wheel and
looking forward it looks like a huge pointed, powerful dick between my
legs. Give it some throttle and it rises up off the water...definitely
male! I cruised down to the far end of the lake and went ashore. There
were great piles of large round boulders at this end of the lake. I had
my favorite spot on a huge flat slab of rock just behind a massive pile
of boulders. No one could see you from the lake here. I stripped down and
laid out on the rock to work on my tan. Soon I started beating off
fantasizing about Randy and his hot, tight ass and sexy chest.

My favorite fantasy of Randy was having him on his back, naked and tied
to the four posts of my bed. He cried and pleaded with me that he was
straight and not to do anything to him. I would softly stroke his hunky
body, fondle his balls and run my fingers up and down his long, fat shaft
and he would beg me to stop as his cock grew harder and harder. I would
lean down and lick and suck his adorable nipples as he pleaded with me to
stop. Then I would move down and begin licking his big, full, round balls
and listen to him moan and squirm beneath my talented tongue. He would
tug at the bonds holding him captive as I would start to lick up and down
his thick, meaty cock. His moans would grow louder as I took his
magnificent dick in my warm mouth. He would jolt as if shot with
electricity as I swallowed his cock. He didn't want to enjoy it but he
had no choice. Then I would stop sucking him and just lick the tip of his
dick now and then. Suddenly he would begin begging me to suck him again.
I would start to...then back away. He would beg again...soon pleading
with me to suck his dick. He would lay there, begging...needing to be in
my mouth as I stood at the side of the bed and stroked my cock till I
came all over his hairy chest. He would soon be in tears, needing to feel
my hand or mouth on his cock. He was needing to cum so badly. This
beautiful straight man begging me to make him cum.

By this time I had cum twice. The sun was already drying the cum that was
splashed all over my chest and belly. I walked down to the lake and went
for a brief swim to wash away the drying mess. I returned to the rock and
waited for the sun to dry me. I dressed and took the boat back to the
other end of the lake and put him in his slip at the marina.

I was nearly back to town when I felt nature calling. Another mile and I
really had to pee! There was really no place to stop on this road...two
lanes, well trafficked, very narrow shoulders and not a tree for miles! I
thought, hell, I'm almost to town, I could make it to the McDonald's a
couple miles further. I slowed down as I came into town and crossed the
railroad tracks. I turned onto the main street leading into this end of
town. I had forgotten about the park here at the edge of town.

I use the term 'park' but it really wasn't much of one. It was a strip
about 3 blocks long and half a block wide. Perfectly flat lawn with 3
spindly trees and a picnic table at one end and a sad looking low
concrete block cube that housed the restrooms at the other end. The lawn,
such as it was, was turning brown and cut incredibly short. I pulled over
to the curb and parked. The only sign of civilization was on older black
pickup truck parked at the far end of the park. I got out of my truck and
headed across the dry grass towards the restrooms. I entered the Men's
room. It was dark, lit only by a skylight in need of washing and a
screened gap of maybe 18 inches that ran around the top of the gray,
concrete block walls. It was indeed a shabby place, an old urinal, a sink
that looked as if it hadn't seen water in years and a shorter concrete
block wall that formed the single stall. Large rusty hinges showed that
it had once had a door...but that was long gone. Everything was drab and
gray. The only color was from a light blue shirt someone had tossed over
the stall wall. I didn't think anything about it as I took care of
business. Man, did I have to pee! It felt so good emptying the contents
of my bladder. The sounds of my piss in the urinal echoed in the small,
stark place.
I pushed the handle of the urinal and was kind of surprised that it
actually worked. I stepped back and was packing myself back in my jeans
when I heard sounds coming from the stall. The sounds were familiar. A
kind of light, rhythmic slapping sound then it occurred to me that the
shirt hanging there over the wall looked clean. I buttoned myself up and
quietly took a step back towards the door, then another. At the third
step I could see the toes of a pair of black, thick soled work shoes. I
took a step to the side moving towards the stall and saw a pair of dark
blue pants pushed way down and resting on the tops of the shoes. From
these pants rose a fucking vision!

He was seated on the toilet, wearing only a white ball cap on his head.
His massive, tree trunk legs rose from the fabric puddle on the floor.
His torso was naked, wide, well muscled and covered in short red hair. He
was a big man! He was well tanned as if he worked outdoors and had an
amazing chest which reminded me of those men you see in the old gladiator
movies. The kind of men with big broad shoulders and those massive almost
square pecs...mmmmm! His red haired arm was moving slowly up and down and
I watched as he squeezed a small bottle of baby oil into his hand and
slathered his incredible cock. He was stroking himself slowly,
deliberately and sensually. His cock was huge, one of the biggest I'd
ever seen. It was very long and very thick, with an enormous triangular
shaped head. His cock was very pale in color compared to the rest of this
giant, almost white and I could see thick blue veins beneath the oiled
skin. He could have made the mold for those huge 10" rubber dildos you
see in porn shops. His balls were large and floppy and hung well below
his incredible meat. The sound I heard was his hand slapping against his
shiny, oily balls on the down stroke. Now and then he would slide his
hand down and wipe the slippery oil from his huge balls to re-coat his
mammoth shaft.

I wanted an even better view so I went to slide a bit closer to the stall
when my foot found a small rock or something which made a loud grating
sound on the gray concrete floor. The giant's head snapped up. His fiery
hazel eyes looking straight at me. He had a rugged, handsome, sexy face
with a neatly trimmed red goatee.

"What the fuck are you looking at, faggot!" his deep voice boomed. I
moved back to the urinal. I could feel my pulse racing and my heart
pounding. I stood at the urinal trying to calm down, I had no idea what
to do. Was this guy dangerous? There was virtually no one around to help
if he decided to bash my brains in. Did I dare take another peek? I mean
come on, the guy was sitting on a toilet in a public restroom, pants
down, shirt off, no door on the stall and beating his immense oiled cock
for anyone to see! Maybe he craved being watched. Or, maybe he just
thought he was totally alone and hadn't expected to have company. Maybe
he did this all the time. My mind was going a mile and a half a minute!
Once again I could hear the sound of his massive hand slapping lightly at
his balls.

I quietly stepped back towards the door and moved against the wall to
venture another peek at this guy. My heart was pounding and my cock was
forming a tent in my jeans. I slowly moved sideways until I could once
again see his shoes...then legs...then cock.

"Hey faggot" the voice boomed. "What the fuck do you want?" he barked
looking up at me as he continued stroking his amazing dick. "Is this what
you want?" he asked, shaking his massive pillar of a cock towards me. I
backed away once more.  I could hear him laughing. "God damn queer!" he
chuckled to himself.

I stood at the urinal and listened as the sounds of his masturbation
continued...then stopped. I thought I'd sneak one last peek at this fiery
beast before I got my ass out of there. I backed towards the door again
and once against the wall I went to move closer to the stall when a deep,
low gravelly voice asked "So, you want to play with my cock or what?"

He rose from the toilet seat and stood up towering above my 6 foot frame.
He stood there in all his magnificent glory. His big, beefy hand still
pulling on his monster dick.

"Go ahead..." he growled "Go ahead and touch it!" I moved closer to
him...slowly.
He dropped his hand and his huge, slick, shiny, oily cock jutted proudly
from his dark red bush. I reached out, tentatively at first, then took
hold of his massive tool. I couldn't believe how it felt. It was so big
around. It felt like having two of my cocks in my hand. It felt hot to
the touch. I slowly slid my hand up and down the thick, oily shaft, my
fingers reaching only 3/4 the way around the mammoth thickness. He felt
amazing. He grunted approval as my hand slid up and down his shaft and up
over the massive head. I slid my hand back down the shaft and then wiped
my fingers on his heavy balls collecting more oil and resumed stroking.
"You like that, faggot?" he asked.  I nodded, mesmerized by the meat in
my hand.
"Now, play with my balls, queer" he commanded.  I dutifully gathered up
the slippery orbs in my hand and fondled them gently. They felt wonderful
in their smooth, oiled sack. I massaged them gently and squeezed them
lightly, giving them a tug now and then.

"That's it...Yeah, fucker, that's it...oh, yeah...pull on my big ole
balls!" I did as I was told. I then dropped to my knees to really examine
and massage his massive nuts. He moaned rather loudly as I tugged and
pulled and fondled his balls. He took his mighty dick in hand and began
to stroke it once again. Every now and then he would shake and wag it
towards my face, teasing me with it. I wanted to feel it in my mouth so
fucking bad! I moved my face closer to his cock...it was a wonder to
watch. He brushed the tip of his cock against my cheek as I continued
working his bull balls. I admired his beautiful belly, tight, rippling
with muscles and freckles and a narrow, red fur trail. I noticed his arms
and legs were freckled also, the tan just concealed most of them, Damn,
he was sexy.

I was admiring the dark red fur trail that led down to his thick bush
when he guided his cock towards me. I licked my lips and opened my mouth
to take him. He was gentle and slowly slid the head of his beast into my
mouth. God he was big. I'd sucked thicker cocks but nothing as long as
his. I could feel the baby oil on my lips and tongue. It felt kind of
strange having this slimy cock in my mouth but it glided in and out so
nicely. He pushed it inside me as I tugged at his big balls. His cock
head hit the back of my throat and he growled a deep "Aaaaaah" as I
sucked at his big meat. He pushed harder and I felt him start to move
into my throat. He held the back of my head and I knew what was coming.
He pushed hard as the immense cock slid deep into my throat. God he was
huge! It was cutting off my air supply. He ground his big cock into me as
I struggled for air. He then pulled from my throat as I gasped swallowing
all the air I could as he slid it back down my throat. He held my head
firmly but didn't hurt me as he guided his engorged tool in and out of my
throat. "Fuck an A" was all I heard him utter as he raped my face. He
continued thrusting his cock in and out of me for several minutes then
very slowly pulled his cock free. I could feel every fraction of inch of
his thick, veiny shaft as his cock slid from me.

I sat there on my knees trying to catch my breath. He shoved his big,
slick balls at my mouth and I took them inside, first one, then, with
some difficulty, the second. I rolled them around on my tongue. I slurped
up all his saggy ball sack till my lips were tight against the base of
his mighty cock. He growled in approval. I pulled at his balls with my
mouth as I sucked them. He took his hand and began stroking his cock once
more. I looked up at him as he watched me, my mouth full of his balls.
Damn, he was one sexy beast of a man. I released his balls from my mouth
as they plopped free, swinging nicely as he jerked his long, thick cock.

I stood up and leaned towards him to lick his nipple. He put his hand to
my chest to stop me. "What are you doing, queer?" he growled.

"I was just going to suck on your nipple...if you like?" I asked.

"Oh...I thought maybe you were going to try and kiss me! I don't kiss
queers" he announced.

"That's fine" I said. I moved my head closer to his nipple with no
further reaction from him. His chest was immense and incredibly firm and
muscular. His muscles rippling beneath the tanned and furry, freckled
skin as he stroked his cock. I licked as his nipple and flicked it with
my tongue. He growled with approval. I took it in my mouth and sucked at
it gently.

"Harder, faggot...suck it harder...yeah...that's it...yeah!" he pleaded.
I sucked and nibbled lightly on his sweet nip. "Harder" he barked as I
began chewing on his nip. I reached up and squeezed the other nip
tightly. He gasped deeply, I saw that his eyes were closed and he was
really enjoying this. I continued working his nips as hard as I dared. I
didn't want to hurt him. I sucked at one then moved to the other as I
continued my assault on his nipples.

He suddenly pushed me away and ordered me to sit. He grabbed my shoulders
and guided me onto the toilet. He moved between my legs and slid his cock
back in my mouth, pumping it in and out slowly. His cock slid down my
throat fairly easily. His cock was so big it really didn't get rigid like
some cocks do. He was hard but still somewhat pliable and bendable. I was
amazed that I could swallow a dick of this size. I may be sore tomorrow,
I thought. He continued thrusting in and out of me as I felt his hands
pulling at my shirt. I raised my arms as he pulled it from me and tossed
over the wall along with his. I was surprised when he reached down and
teased my nipples with his huge fingers. He was so gentle and very
sensual. I kept waiting for him to squeeze them hard as he had asked me
to do. He just massaged them wonderfully as I sucked him. He slid his
hands under my arm pits and lifted me off the toilet. I was now standing
as he leaned down and sucked gently at my nipple, first one, then the
other. His big, thick tongue felt wonderful on me. He continued sucking
them as I explored his incredible massive body with my hands. His back
was immense and strong and I could feel his thick muscles beneath the
skin. He shoved me back down onto the toilet once again. He stood up and
turned, his round and nearly white, freckled ass in front of my face. He
slowly bent over, his massive hands spreading his ass cheeks exposing his
tight, pink rosebud. He wagged his butt back and forth before me. I
placed my hands over his and licked at his hot little hole.

I could feel his body tremble and he growled loudly, "Fuck yeah,
man...eat my fuckin' ass, cocksucker!"

I was a little surprised at this turn of events. He started grinding his
ass into my face as my tongue probed at his man hole. He was desperately
trying to pull his cheeks even further apart as I explored his ass with
my tongue. I pressed my tongue into his hole and I heard him gasp. He
pushed his firm, pale ass hard against my probing tongue. I felt his man
hole yield to me slightly as my tongue slipped deeper inside him. He was
moaning softly like a deep throated purr. I darted my tongue in an out of
his hot little hole. He was loving this and ground his butt down onto my
tongue as best he could. His fingers slid down towards his hole in an
effort to pry it open even further. I felt my tongue slide even deeper,
tasting the pink lining of his most private parts. I pushed with my
tongue as deep as I could, darting in and out quickly then slowing my
pace, now slowly fucking his delicious man hole.

The massive red giant suddenly pulled himself off of my tongue, stood up,
turned around pulled me up off the toilet. He worked at my belt buckle
then slid my jeans down to the concrete floor. He shoved his massive
hands into my briefs and slid them to the floor as my hard cock slapped
up against my belly. He reached down and fondled my big balls then took
my cock in his hand. He grabbed the bottle of baby oil and poured the
thick, cool liquid up and down my shaft. He began beating my cock slowly,
then faster. It felt so great. He seemed to know just the right amount of
pressure and just the right speed. It wouldn't be long till I was
shooting cum all over this drab little restroom. He stopped and then
oiled me again. He then turned around and bent over, offering me his
beautiful, tight ass. I aimed my cock at his tiny pink, puckering hole. I
pressed the head against his hole and pushed, my cock slid right in. He
never made a sound.

"Fuck me, faggot! Come on, fuck me hard!" he barked. I pushed deep into
him and started rocking my cock in and out of him. He reached back,
placed his hands on my ass and pulled me deep into him. His hole was hot
and tight, it felt so damn good. We got into a nice rhythm, in and out,
in and out, till I was pulling free from his ass then sliding back in
deep. He was moaning and I was getting hot. I was about ready to unload
into this big red beast. He suddenly pulled off my cock, spun around,
dropped to his knees and took my oily cock in his hand and started
stroking me perfectly. It was only seconds till i knew I wasn't going to
last much longer.

"I'm gonna cum!" I panted. He kept stroking at a perfect pace. I could
feel my balls getting tighter and my cock getting even harder.

"That's it..." he cried, "Come on, faggot...you can do it!" "Cum all over
me...NOW!" he hollered. I obeyed and felt the swelling in my cock as the
hot fluid rushed up my shaft.

"I'm cumming" I squealed as he opened his mouth and I let fly. Great
gushes of cum flew thought the air, landing on his chest, his face and
some even on his tongue. He continued beating my cock, drops of cum
landing all over him. I finally begged him to stop, the head of my cock
was getting so sensitive. He finally slowed down and then released my
still dripping dick.

He looked up at me, cum covering his face and cheek. He was so damned
sexy. I reached down to wipe the cum from his cheek and he grabbed my
hand.

"What now? Do you want your cum faggot?" he asked as he stood up. He
placed his dripping cheek near my mouth and I lapped the cum from his
face. He suddenly grasped my face in his hands and shoved his mighty
tongue in my mouth. His tongue was so big and was greedily exploring my
mouth. I was so caught off guard. I began to return the attention and
sucked at his massive tongue. I could taste my cum on his tongue. He then
pushed me back down on the toilet.

He oiled his massive shaft up once again and started stroking himself. I
reached out and tugged at his big, beefy balls. I slid my free hand up
over his belly toward his chest. I found his nipple and squeezed and
massaged it. I watched his handsome face as his eyes began to close. His
breathing quickened. He threw his head back and moved closer to me. His
chest was heaving in and out and I watched as his beautiful hanging balls
rose to the base of his mighty meat. He grunted and groaned and I knew he
was close. He reached out and placed his huge hand on the back of my
head. He pulled my face close to his cock. I was eye to eye with the
beast and watched in fascination as his piss slit opened wide. His cock
head seemed to swell to an even bigger proportion when the first volley
struck me. His cum hit me between the eyes and then my cheek, then he
pulled me onto his cock as several more spurts filled my mouth. He shoved
his cock in deep and again it slid deep down my throat. He held me on his
cock for what seemed like forever. It was hard to breath and I could feel
my face flushed and tears were running down my cheeks. He pulled free and
I sat there gasping for air. He took his big softening cock and slapped
my face with it.

He reached to the floor and pulled his tangled pants up as he tucked his
mammoth meat back inside and zipped up. He buckled his belt, grabbed his
shirt from the wall and left. I used toilet tissue to clean myself up as
best I could and dressed. I was leaving the restroom when I saw the black
pickup, at the far end of the park, pull away from the curb and hurry
down the street. I guess he'd gotten what he wanted. I know I had gotten
much more than I had planned on.