This is from an e-mail that I had sent a friend not all that long ago. In fact I had gone back looking for the e-mail to re-read what I had written. Perhaps I was trying to recapture a part of that night. I had recently started going to a leather bar called The Bolt - I felt somehow comfortable there. That Friday night I had gone for a beer and to see what was going on.....
I was sitting across from the bar drinking a beer when this young, good looking, slightly preppy dressed, thinly built hunk walks toward the bar - I hadn't seen him earlier and I hadn't been there all that long...As he passed he looks me directly in the eyes and holds the gaze while going by...then from the bar he gazes back and smiles - I smile back. A rush of adrenaline rushes by, but of course he is just being friendly and thanking me for the appreciative look I had given him and the smile maybe. As he walked by he stopped and asked if I wanted to go outside and smoke...I was so taken by surprise that I said no, I don't smoke.... and he went outside...now of course I could have immediately kicked myself at this point, in fact I am still kicking myself[more of that later], but I thought to myself this is not the first or last lost opportunity.... In fact I have thought about him all weekend. [As I re-read this I realize I have thought about him several Friday nights since then sitting at The Bolt.
A short while later I saw him with his arms around someone kidding around and I thought they were good friends. So I was somewhat relieved that I hadn't made a fool of myself in trying to approach him... Somehow I just wasn't able to process the fact that he had approached me. It was so unexpected - even though I think I am attractive, I don't expect extremely good looking young hunks to take notice of me. At any rate, I noticed he was watching me, and I moved to the darkest part of the bar.... It has since changed now that they have opened up "the alley" outside for sexual encounters. I walked behind the curtained off area hoping he would follow...but he didn't. After a few minutes, I resumed my seat along the wall across from the bar. By this point I convinced myself that I was reading too much into his watching me. I was exhilarated by his gaze and thrilled by the thought of being with him.
He went to the bar for another beer and stood very close to where I was sitting. One of the employees of the bar that patrols the parking lots and picks up empty bottles around the bar.... stopped by and looked directly at me and said, "you are not very good at this, are you? C'mon you two get together." Obviously he had been watching the two of us watch each other. Matthew [yes, I did find out his name a little later] smiled at me with a devilish little smile and I got down from where I was sitting and moved toward him as he said, "how come you aren't very good at this?" I don't really remember what I said but it was rather a lame remark as I recall. We talked and introduced each other - and we shook hands as he looked me in the eyes with a rather long, undisguised look of enjoyment. His gaze blew me away - he was obviously taking in every detail of my features and enjoying himself immensely. It was such an open honest moment.
We exchanged little bits about each other...I guessed his age and was off by 3 years. I guessed 28. I almost could see him deciding to not even try and guess mine, which was ok. Although there was a part of me that secretly wanted him to guess younger than I am. At some point he said he was going to go take a piss, and I sat back against the wall and sipped on my beer. [Was that a invitation - another missed opportunity? maybe not. I wanted to feel him next to me and my mind wandered into a brief fantasy of undressing him and sliding my hands up over what would obviously be a smooth hairless chest. My cock began to move down the leg of my Levi's and the well-washed denim increased the pleasure along the length of my hardening cock while he was gone.] When he came back he sat down next to me, close - so very close I could almost feel the heat from his body, or was it my own heat reflecting back on me. This boy-man was very very hot, and I had not seen him in the bar before, although when I first looked at him I thought I had seen him a time before. As it turned out I found out from the conversation that he had been there just three times and had been living in Sacramento since February.
He was so nice to look at with his buzz cut hair, dark blond, big full lips and sensual eyes with that devilish twinkle. He shifted in his seat and the length of his leg touched mine. The warmth rocketed to my brain and back down my body, settling in my crotch. I wanted to touch him...he said something funny and I patted his leg. Now that he had broken through the barrier of my shyness I became bold. There were bales of hay stacked next to us, for the fall celebration of Halloween upcoming, and a guy was sitting on the end of the bale. Matthew pushed on the bale and the guy teetered a little bit. As the guy looked over and smiled, I thought Matthew knew him and was teasing him, but Matthew said no, he didn't know the guy, but just wanted to give him a bad time. - He was being bad... He pushed again, and I reached over and pulled him away from the bale of hay and closer to me, as I did that my hand brushed over the top of his pants... As I said to him "be good!" he laughed and my hand stayed on his upper thigh with my little finger pushed into his hard cock. He was definitely hard and that encouraged me. I pushed into his underwear encased hardened cock. I could feel his underwear and his cock pushing against the material bunched around it as it pushed down his left leg. My own dick jerked at the heat emanating from that boy bulge. My hand moved over his cock and pressed into a very confined hardon. He turned toward me and kissed me as his hand traveled over my own hard throbbing cock. My Levi's had a hole near the crotch and his finger found its way inside to stroke my balls sending electric firings at mach 20 to my brain and back to my twitching hardon. Jerking to the beat of my heart. I kissed him back and drew him into what was a long and rather erotic kiss...my mind racing over him and his raw unveiled desire...my right hand partially encircled his engorged cock and his moan vibrated over my tongue as it explored him...
I asked him if he wanted to find a dark corner...and we headed behind the curtain half drawn across the front alcove for privacy...in the darkness we looked for a corner - all were taken, and we moved against one of the walls as I kissed him and he kissed me back. Dang, he was hot to touch through his clothes and I moved my hand over his chest, his oh so firm butt, and around to the hard bulge in front that had been grinding into my own pulsating cock. Pushing frantically into my own hard Levi encased cock... I pulled down his zipper and fumbled with his underwear... finally pushed the underwear down over his hardened throbbing cock, and tucked the elastic under his robin egg sized balls....he was so hard and so aroused. It seemed as if the skin was stretched beyond its limit over the smooth jerking boy meat.
His hands went around my back and into the back of my pants...no belt and he could tell I had no underwear on.... around to the front and he had my zipper down and his hand inside trying to get his hand around my hardon... I undid my button for his easy access and undid the button on his slacks, leaving his belt buckled or else his slacks would have dropped to the floor but pushing his slacks to the sides as my hand slipped around and caressed his smooth bubble butt.... Other guys had gathered around and were reaching in to stroke his dick and play with his butt, he was uncomfortable with that and I wanted him to myself. I pushed there fervent groping hands away but unsuccessfully - he was too hot looking for them to give up for a feel of the really hot boyman... I reached in and tried to hold on so no one could get in between us, but when my hands went around him to pull him into us there were more hands around him.... He began to get upset...and said something; I wanted him not to get mad and pulled my own pants up a couple of inches off my hips to button them.... He buttoned his and we both zipped up. The session was over and the groping group moved away as I hugged Matthew and pulled him into me. He felt so wonderfully willing and I was rather filled with his wanting me...[ME - don't analyze, just accept it - not something I do easily.]
I sat on a stool and he nuzzled in between my legs standing up against me. He leaned down and kissed me as his hands traveled over my back and up under my shirt...I unzipped his pants and pulled his hardon out and began to stroke and caress his hard throbbing cock as his head went back and his breathing quickened.... I knew he was close, and I didn't care. He could cum all over me and it would be fine with me. I let go of his cock and my hand traveled down under his balls and massaged his asshole [thankfully the group didn't move in and I had him all to myself]. Playing with his ass was really turning him on and he pressed into me with his hard cock traveling up my chest and pressing hard into me. I pulled back and stroked his cock a couple of times slowly pulling the skin over his engorged cockhead. As my fingers traveled back over the head I could feel the slick precum spreading over his cock. A little bit of precum on my fingers as they again traveled over his rosebud asshole. That did it I could feel his balls draw up and his cock pulse. As I withdrew my hand I felt another pulse...and my hand stroked the cum up and out all over my shirt and his cock head...I stroked a couple of times and he had the super sensitive cockhead reaction...I squeezed his cock and held it as he ground into me pinning his cock in my hand against me as his orgasm washed over him.... He jerked...I nuzzled into his chest and breathed in the fragrance of sex that is Matthew as he began to relax.... We stayed like that for quite a while and then he moved back, my hand traveled back toward his butt as he pulled me back into him, his cock softening against the inside of my elbow as my hand caressed his smooth butt. He pulled back again and reached down and kissed me tenderly. As he straightened up he stuffed his softening cock inside his pants and moved back...He pulled me up into his arms and kissed me one of those deep long passionate kisses.... He smiled at me, as I repositioned my cock. We hugged and I pulled back and tucked in my cum stained shirt....
I asked him if he wanted another beer...and we headed for the bar. As we drank our beer he looked at me with puppydog eyes and I pulled him into my chest...whoa - he almost folded up, and I realized that was where he wanted to be and my arms went around him as he breathed into me.... My hand went up into his hair and I could tell he was enjoying that as much as blowing his load - maybe more.... It was a quarter to 2 - time to go for I had to take off in the morning.
I walked him to his car...he turned and looked at me.... I reached up and put my arm around him and kissed him for all I was worth. He kissed me back hugged me close.... Why didn't I ask him to follow me home...why? I could have managed the next day with no sleep...why? But no, I didn't. I turned and headed to the other parking lot where my car was...bythetime I turned on to El Camino Avenue, I knew I had made a serious mistake. But he is so young, but I wanted him so much, I still do want him - too much. Wow! I can only imagine what he would have looked like laying in my bed...waking up next to him, or even not sleeping at all watching him sleep after he had blown what certainly would have been another load or two - easy for his age...an interlude named Matthew
Hope you enjoyed my recalling a few of the details. It seems that was all I thought about for a few days and even now when I go to The Bolt I wonder if I will ever see Matthew again.... eric1@hotmail.com