Date: Mon, 26 Apr 1999 17:07:46 PDT
From: soren k <sorenkid@hotmail.com>
Subject: Southern Decadence

Hand in hand, we strolled down Saint Ann St. I looked over at Andy
and smiled, he was wearing only a simple pair of white Soccer shorts and
white Nikes. Southern Decadence, every Labor Day, is the most fun
weekend New Orleans ever sees. It is a celebration of being gay, getting,
drunk, and breaking every "crimes against nature" law that Louisiana has.
We crossed Royal St. and could already hear the music.

As we neared Bourbon St, we stopped off at the little vendor and
Andy purchased us a Hurricane. I, being underage for Louisiana, was not
allowed to have my own. (First off, let me tell you a little about myself.
I'm a student at a college in New Orleans - a tad precocious for my age.
Unfortunately, where most teens often look older because of their stature
and growth, due to my relatively diminutive size at 5'6" and 105 pounds,
my blond/blue cherubic face could never get away with getting my own
alcohol.) I pulled gently on my dog collar and smiled. I was wearing
nothing else, except for some small boxer shorts. The whole outfit was
intended as a joke, but he truly loved it, and this being New Orleans, you
can pull off such things. He had his hand on my shirtless back and was
working his way down to my ass. "Let me have a sip, please?" I begged.
"Ok, but just a little, you cannot handle your alcohol, half a Zima and you
start acting like a little monkey," he joked.

He put the drink up to my mouth and poured just a little in. Some of it
escaped my lips and ran down my chin.  After licking it off, he proceeded
to kiss me passionately. We walked down to Oz, one of the trendier clubs,
and danced for about two hours. I started to feel a little dizzy so he took
me out on the balcony to get some fresh air. "Are you ok baby?" he asked.
"Yeah, just a little tired of dancing," I responded. He smiled and set me up
on the windowsill that led back into the club. Sliding his arms around me,
he held me very protectively. He had strong arms which accented his 6',
175lb., muscular frame.  I laid my head on his chest and smiled because
his quickening heartbeat was pounding against my ear. I bit softly at his
nipple, which made it harden instantly.  I looked down at his growing
bulge that was outlined perfectly in his loose shorts. After sucking on his
nipples for awhile, I looked down and saw that he was fully erect. Just as I
was reaching down to touch it, he pushed me back while holding me with
one hand to keep me safely on my perch. Reaching his hand into the boxer
shorts he had bought me, he pulled out my erection and rubbed on it
gently. He kept his eyes staring directly into mine as if to let me know that
he was in complete control of the situation and I should not worry. I stared
back with my big blue eyes and innocent smile. Leaning in to kiss me, he
made it painfully obvious who was the top here. I bit my lip softly and
then opened them to let his tongue in. We kissed for what seemed like an
eternity; tongue wrestling that always ended in a smile and soft kiss. He
held me for the longest time and we stared in each other's eyes with our
foreheads pressed together. I could feel his erection coming up from
between us. It poked me in the stomach as a reminder that it needed
attention. Finally he set me down on the balcony and turned to lean
against the building. I bent down kissed at his covered erection.

Slowly I slid down the waistband of his shorts and it came back up to
hit me in the face. I kissed it softly and licked at the head. His hand, which
was larger than my head, petted my hair softly. I used my tongue to lick
up and down his cock occasionally taking it into my mouth and feeling it
tickle the back of my throat. I sucked on it for a few minutes, while my
hands played with his two walnut sized balls. The taste of his cock was so
wonderful that I found myself craving it sometime. I licked at it some
more and stared up at him with a mouth full of his erection. Our eyes
locked and he smiled while licking his lips and petting my head. Then he
closed his eyes, and pushed me off of his cock. I knew he was about to
explode and that was his signal. I put my mouth back over the head of his
cock and sucked on it till I could taste his juices. His cum filled my mouth
and I swallowed most of it. I kept sucking till I had drained him of all his
energy. A lot of the cum was still in my mouth when he pulled me up for a
kiss. We exchanged it back and forth till it was gone. Our two cum-lubed
tongues wrestled for it and he usually let mine win.

He slid his shorts up again and held me very tightly. He pushed me
against the railing of the balcony that overlooked Bourbon Street, which
by this time of night had turned into a cheap motel. He held me from
behind, kissing my neck, biting softly at my earlobes, and whispering "I
love you" in my ear. I could feel his erection coming back to him, it poked
me in the small of my back and by now his hands had worked there way
into my boxers. A small crowd had gathered below us waiting to get into
the club. Some had looked up hoping to catch glimpses of some of the
other people making out on the balcony. Andy smiled down at a friend of
his who was watching. He slid my boxers down a little to expose my
small patch of pubic hair to his friend. I blushed and smacked at his hand
with a giggle. "C'mon baby, don't worry, it'll be fun," he whispered to me.
I turned around to escape the crowd and nestled into his chest while he
held me tight and watched the scene below.

He slid my boxers down far enough so he could work his hands
around them. Cupping the cheeks of my ass tightly, he worked his finger
into my hole. My cock awakened instantly in response to this. He smiled
down at me and worked it some more. My erection was poking between
his legs and by now my boxers were down at my feet. Andy bent down
and took my cock into his mouth while fingering my hole. He sucked on it
for awhile, but it didn't take long for me to get off. I always love the
feeling of something in my ass; it has always been a great source of
stimulation. I love it when a guy held me from behind and worked his way
in and out of my ass. I closed my eyes and released all my cum into his
mouth. He kept fingering me for awhile as he came back up to kiss me. I
opened my lips and in flowed my own cum. I loved the taste and he
pushed it down my throat with his tongue.

He then reached down and slid my boxers back on as the people
below just stared. Then he picked me up again and I laid my head on his
shoulder as he carried me out of the club. Before he had time to hail a taxi
back home, I had fallen asleep on his shoulder. He petted my head and
held me tight all the way home.

When I woke up, we were back in his apartment. Outside lay a
beautiful Saturday morning, the kind New Orleans was famous for. His
apartment was high atop the 28th floor of a typical Uptown highrise. The
balcony outside his bedroom commanded a view of the Mississippi to the
right, Lee Circle below, and the world famous Superdome at left. I
attempted to sit up in bed, but his arms were much stronger than I was. I
knew I had to wake him up somehow if I wanted to leave the bed. Turning
around, I discovered his strong chest. I bit softly on his nipple and felt him
stir. "Stop that," he protested unconvincingly. "I have to go to the
bathroom," I pleaded. His arms released me and I was off to conduct my
morning routine.

When I finished brushing my teeth, I strolled back in and climbed onto
his chest. Waking up was obviously the last thing on his mind. He smiled
up at me and joked, "You look so butch in that position." I giggled and
allowed him to move me. He picked me up and placed me back in his
arms, our typical sleeping position.

A few hours later I awoke again, this time he was ready to be up. He
took my hand and we strolled into the living room. He went to the front
door to get his morning Times-Picayune (the newspaper). I went to the
kitchen to make us some food. I turned on the coffee maker and put two
croissants into the toaster oven to warm.

As I carried the croissants and coffee out to the table. I felt two arms
grab me from behind. "Set the food down gently and back away slowly,"
the voice commanded. I set the tray down on the bar that separated the
kitchen and breakfast table. As soon as I did this, I was lifted up, and spun
around. Andy smiled at me mischievously and set me down on the table.
My legs spread apart as he went down to his knees and pulled at my
briefs.

He slid them down and licked playfully at my cock. His hands held my
ass firmly as he started to suck at my quickly erecting cock. He sucked for
a few more minutes then pulled me off of the table. Placing my feet on the
floor securely, he bent me over the table. He leaned over me and kissed
softly on the back of my neck. I loved the feeling of his breath on my
neck. I reached behind me and pulled gently at his erection. He pulled
both my hands behind my back and held them securely so I could not
struggle.  Looking behind me, I saw him grab the bottle of lube and apply
it generously to his dick. A few moments later I felt the cold lube being
rubbed around my hole.

A few seconds later I felt his hard dick enter me. He leaned over me
and this time opened his mouth and I felt his teeth on either side of my
neck. He always liked to play as if I was a kitten and he carried me around
in his mouth. He never actually bit, but I still loved the sensation.  He kept
fucking me harder with each slide. With one hand he held my arms behind
me. The other he used to play with my cock.

My chest lay flat against the table. I was allowed no movement. This
would make some uncomfortable, but Andy knew what I liked and what
hurt me. He knew that if I ever said the word yellow, he would stop
instantly and ask what was wrong. It was our safe word, but I never had to
use it.

The entire time he was fucking me, he whispered things in my ear.
"You're my baby, aren't you? You like my big cock in your ass, don't
you?" I always responded with "Yes sir, always Sir." He loved this game
and it made him harder. He continued to fuck me and in a few minutes I
felt my cock give and squirt all over the floor, he caught as much as he
could with his hand. When I was finished, he took his hand and placed it
in front of my mouth. "Lick it baby," he commanded. I stuck out my
tongue and licked my cum off his hand as fast as I could.

As soon as I finished that, he began to explode in my ass. I felt his
cum squirt all over the insides of my ass. While he was cumming, he
continued to scream with approval in my ear. "Oh yeah, take that cum,
take it baby, take it," he said. I couldn't speak because his fingers were
still in my mouth and I sucked on them like they were his cock. He
finished cumming and held me as his erection wore off.

He pulled out of me and grabbed a towel to clean off my ass and his
cock. He then carried me off to the bathroom and we showered and
cleaned up. Returning to the table, he set me in his lap and we ate
breakfast and watched cartoons together.

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