KEVIN IN K-TOWN
Another story based on the true-life adventures of a married bisexual man.
By BILLY JAY DEE
"Did you know we cancelled your flight?" the woman behind the counter asked.
I turned to see the ferry departing for the far island.
"No." They'd rescheduled me for a diverted flight that would depart from Ketchikan 4 hours later than I planned. I called Kevin to warn him I'd arrive Ketchikan much later than expected.
"You know I'll still be there waiting for you!" He spent a fuckless summer hiking the length of British Columbia. During several phone calls he'd promised to throw me down and fuck the shit out of me. He made the same promise over the phone this night. Only now there was a chance it would happen.
Naturally, I arrived 1-1/2 hours later than their revised estimate. Yeah, Kevin was there, but I had to look twice. Instead of the giant Russell Crowe look-a-like with long hair, I saw a subtantially thinner outdoorish looking guy with porkchop sideburns, short black hair, a working man's build and shoes.
"It's my red neck look," he explained after my initial "wow!" of shock. We hugged. He nearly lifted me off the ground as usual. I'm 6'1, but Kevin is 6'7". He's ten years my junior but looks twenty younger.
We taxied to my hotel and dragged my luggage into the room. I put my glasses on the decorative shelf by the door and Kevin drove his tongue down my throat like it was headed for Thursday. His body pressed forward with me in his arms. I'm not good at two stepping backwards, but I did the best I could to keep us from crashing to the floor. By luck, we landed on the bed.
We made out madly, trying fruitlessly to get our hands into one another's clothes. With a grunt, Kevin hoisted himself off me. His knees pinned my shoulders to the bed and his hands freed his familiar dark nine-inch cock to invade my waiting mouth. I don't even have my coat off and I'm sucking cock. I tried to enjoy the view while nudging his sparsely haired balls and attempting to suck his stiffening cock back into my mouth. Was that a lot more chest hair I saw? Hiking all summer had definitely turned him into a bear.
"Take off you clothes," he asked, pleaded, demanded. I happily complied and more. When I climbed back into bed he was on his back, playing with the fully engorged dick he had pointed straight up. I kissed him deeply. I deep throated the head of his rod, licked the shaft, probed his man eggs with my tongue, licked the "taint" -- that stretch of skin that tain't cock and tain't asshole. Then forced my tongue into his asshole. He groaned loudly. Did I mention he'd been waiting at the airport all evening? My tongue couldn't play there long and worked its way back to his cock.
"I want to be in you," he hoarsely whispered. I rolled the condom on him. He groaned loudly. I lubed up his cock. He groaned loudly again. I shoved two lubed finger up my butt and then straddled my big buddy bear.
So, I started sliding down the shaft. It hurt. I tried wiggling around. It hurt worse. Damn, did he exercise that thing to a wider girth? I wondered. Finally I figured, fuck it and pushed through the pain. Instantly, I settled all the way down the shaft and the pain began to subside.
I was going to ride him, but Kevin hadn't waited all summer to be patient for me now. He began driving up and out forcefully, bouncing me in the air and driving back in as my butt fell. He was getting us into a real rythm. It must have felt even better on his dick when I lean back, because he pushed my shoulders back. We clasped fingers so I could go even further back.
"Fuck it! Get on your back!" He flipped me over, folded me in half and while his tongue explored my mouth his cock again found my ass. Kevin pounded away in wild joyful abandon. His green eyes searched mine desperately for pleasure and pain. I was loving it.
When he began losing traction he hoisted my feet into the air, plopped my ass on his knees and went back to drilling my weeping hole. He readjusted our positon another four times and kept on fucking.
"Doggie style?" I rolled over on all fours, feet off the bed. He stood on the floor, his wide thighs spreading my hips apart to help his big hands to open my hole and position my ass. He drove his dick in and kept at it until we tumbled forward on to the bed.
"On your back again." I'd forgot to push a pile under my behind and the small of my back was killing me. Plus my intestines felt like they would lose it any minute.
"i got to go to the bathroom," I managed in a breathless tone.
"I don't want to stop," he pleaded.
"Then don't," I conceded.
"I'd better," he finally agreed, pulling his slimed-up prick out of my ass with a loud "PLOP."
When I came back he'd removed the condom and I asked for a taste of his load. We stroked and sucked until he was ready to shoot and I positioned my self above his cock.
"Here it comes, baby," he yelled. What was I thinking? This guy can shoot enough to give you a cum bath. I got a mouthful in the first two squirts and and started choking.
"Who do you think you are with?" he laughed.
"Glmmmfff," I gurgled, swallowing fast. "Judging by that explosion, you must be Kevin and this must be K-town."