Date: Fri, 5 Oct 2007 16:41:21 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "Grandville Sucking Contest Part One" by Jay Roberts Gay Encounters ====This is not your usual Olympic event, never will be. Therefore athletes under 18 are disinvited while Those over 18 are welcome, especially if they Are of the same perv bent as the rest of us. Name's Jason Stark, reporter for the Alternative News Service. I'm on the sunny side of thirty, but they say I still look twenty. Yeah, but for how long. Meanwhile I'm having a ball, lots of sex and good-looking guys to play with. Might as well enjoy life while I can. Now the ANS covers news of interest to gay folks. I am one of three reporters. My editor sent me out to Grandville, Florida to this event. It's a contest of sorts and the winner gets ten thousand dollars so this is serious stuff. The event is simple and it will be over in less than an hour I think. The idea it to have a cock-sucking contest, with the winner is the one who can get the suckee off in the quickest time. It seems nuts to me that all these gay boys came down here for an hour's contest, but once I checked into the hotel across the street from the exhibition hall I began to see the attraction. This was one of the largest gathering of gays the world had ever seen since the original Greek Olympics. They filled the streets, the bars, the baths and the parks; every shape and size. Lucky for me with my press pass I could get in everywhere. When I say "get in" I mean young asses. I love to fuck young gay kids. I don't care if they are swishy or tough. I got the tool and I got the spirit. I found that bottoms all over the world have more trouble finding tops than you might think. It takes a lot to be a good top. First of all you got to be masculine. You got to have a reliable cock that can make the bottom happy. You got to be able to last. There are no medals for getting off fast; not like the cock-sucking stuff. I arrived at the Hotel Wilson and the lobby was filled with guys clamoring for a room. I had one booked by my news service. I smiled at the cute guy behind the desk and swept past the crowd into the elevator. The contest was in two days. I expected to spend some of my per diem before that in food and drinks. As far as sex was concerned, I was thinking about it all the way down on the plane and I almost asked the cute steward, with the nice round ass, in his tight pants, if he wanted a fuck. Good sense intervened, especially when I saw him flirting with my seatmate, a pretty young gal. There were two of us on the elevator, me and a tall, honey colored kid. He was really sweet looking and I could smell expensive cologne on him. I guess he was part African American and Caucasian, but the mixture was fabulous. Dark eyelashes ringed his gray eyes and his generous mouth and beautiful teeth completed his handsomeness. His outstanding feature was his ass. It was, what I call a shelf ass, you know, you could rest a cocktail on it. "Hi," I said. "What floor?" standing with my finger new the buttons. "What's your floor?" "I mean where do you want to get off?" He wiggled his hips, "Do you think you can get me off?" You have to remember that this was a town that was inundated with gays with the contest. It had caught every homo's imagination. So my slim friend felt pretty bold in this environment. I answered in my fuck-you-in-the-ass voice, "Come to my room, stick it in the air and you'll be off and running." He didn't expect such boldness and he hesitated for a minute. "You're not a weirdo, are you?" "I'm weirdo enough to get you off with the hottest fuck you ever had." I could see that he was covering his crotch. My approach had gotten him pretty excited the girly. I took his slim hand with my free one (the other one holding the handle of my roll on, and pulled him along to my room. Once inside the room I pulled my shirt off and displayed my greatest asset, my muscular chest. He stared at it and sighed. "Oh my, thank is really nice. Are you hung?" "There's enough for you. Strip now and let's not waste time. Get on the bed when you're naked and lift your legs." I think he loved my masterful act. He complied and I looked him over. Oh nice. He had those long well shaped legs of a dancer. His small waist emphasized his cock and balls that were nice maroon color, darker than his skin. I always like that two-toned effect. He was huffing and puffing already, slowly sinking to the level of a slave. I bet his ass hole was kissed the air in need. I finished my undressing and came over to the bed. I hadn't even done anything and he began moaning in anticipation. This was going to be a good fuck; an appreciated fuck. He glanced at my prick. I'm not a record holder but it's a little over six inches but pretty thick. The head was one of those sloping, large heads that went partway down the shaft. I took his legs and tucked them at my hips and lifted, exposing his ass hole. It was dusted with a swirl of dark brown hair but the pink pucker was clear. His long thin cock was stiff and lying across his smooth, hairless belly, almost reaching his inny. "Invite me in. My name if Jason, and you are?" He grunted, "Junior, everyone calls me Junior." He could hardly finish as he moaned as the head of my cock slipped just inside the ring of his anis. I had just started but his eyes rolled up and his cock began leaking precum on his belly. This kid was hot. He croaked at me, "Please sir, push it in further." Not wanting to be mean, I complied. His cries with very satisfying as I slowly pushed until my dark pubic curls were against his perky ass. "Now tell me what you want girly-boy." He almost gagged it out, "Fuck me hard." Was I one to deny a fellow human? Naw. I pulled back like a catapult then pushed in quickly. He screamed, "Yeah, that's the way." Encouraged I began a pounding. He loved it. This boy had been treated too gently before and he was discovering his submissive side. I beat him on the ass and I pinched his tits unmercifully. Soon I saw his mouth begin to become slack and he was drooling copiously. I grabbed his chin. "You going to cum soon boi?" He released the breath he had been holding and screamed out, "Yes." I felt him become stiff and rigid as his orgasm overcame him. He was mewling helplessly as his prick shot streams of white cum on his belly. It looked nice against his honey skin. But his cumming made his ass grab my cock and vibrate against it and that was it for me. I gave in to my cum as my cock hosed his innards with scalding spooge. When we finished he lay on the bed with his eyes closed. "You want seconds?" I said with an attempt of humor. He looked at me with soft eyes, "I wish I could. How about later?" "Maybe," I said, "Now scram, I have to shower and get to my interviews." End part one. Jason finds that there are some special cocksuckers who came for the contest. Some have special attributes that they hope will get them the prize.