Re: Horny Guy Tails from Minnesota #5

By Black Velvet

Published on Aug 31, 1994

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Message-ID: 063412Z31081994@anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an106131@anon.penet.fi Lines: 57

I've always loved to suck cock, and I've always had a thing for uniforms. Once, several years ago, I noticed a cute little guy sitting on a bus bench in Long Beach, waiting for the next bus out to the naval base. He didn't pay any attention at all as I drove slowly past him. I decided I was going to have to be more forceful.

I parked my car and sauntered down the block to the bus bench.

"Have you been waiting long?" I asked him.

He shrugged. "Not really."

"Where're you from?"

"Chicago," he replied. "And I charge $20."

"For what?" I asked.

"My dick. Twenty bucks and you can suck it."

I heard myself saying OK, though almost instantly I was furious with myself for accepting.

At my apartment he tossed his cap onto the sofa, bent down to untie his glistening black shoes, and, as he kicked them off, unknotted his scarf. As I watched, the beautiful young body came into view. He tugged his jerkin up over his head and whipped his T-shirt off without a pause. He had a fine chest, hairless and smooth, the tiny nipples resting in small circles of dark-pin skin.

He undid his belt, unzipped his white bells, and shoved them down around his ankles. Then without a sound he slid his boxers down to his ankles.

I approached him and reached down to feel his dick. It wasn't a big cock, but it was probably one of the prettiest I'd ever seen. When I slipped it into my mouth, I also realized it was one of the sweetest I'd ever tasted. As I ate his balls, his thighs flexing so close to my face, I couldn't resist licking the tender flesh just below his scrotum.

I hadn't planned the next move. It just sort of happened. During my exploration of his balls, his legs spread wider, his thighs lifting a bit. Magically, my face just fit down against the crack in his ass. My tongue tasted the crack. It probed into the crevice. I tasted his tiny little butt hole; it was as sweet and delicious as any I've ever eaten. Finally I slipped my finger into his ass. He shook, his cock bobbing furiously against his belly. Yet, he made absolutely no effort to force my probing finger out of his butt.

Before long, he started to shoot all over me. My chest, my neck, my face, and even the headboard got doused by his little fire hose. When it was over he cuddled up like a baby in my arms. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. Due to the double-blind, any mail replies to this message will be anonymized, and an anonymous id will be allocated automatically. You have been warned. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.

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