STEVE A TALL TAIL
by MANFUN
It was a beautiful sunday afternoon, and I was recovering from the last 56 hours of JT. That boy sure knew how to serve a man, but that boytoy could wear you out. The TV was great, old Doris Day, Rambo movies and all that real interesting Sunday afternoon programs, boring.
The Black and Tan were having a beer bust this afternoon and nothing was more restful then looking a hot men in uniform. Their pants outline their baskets and asses, just right. I went to the beer bust and sat in the corner of the second bar by the window, my little corner of the world. From my vantage point I could observe all those hot men in their uniforms or leather. I could also talk to the bartender, who was a friend. I sat there out of the mainstream and drank in all those good looking men as they passed by.
I had been there about an hour when I was blind sided. How I had missed Steve when he had first came in. He just appeared at my side and said, HI!, which made me jump, since I did know anyone was at my side, my attention being on a hot guy across the room. I had meet Steve a couple of weeks ago at Cuff's. We had hit it off but things just could be worked out that first evening, for us to get together.
Well here he was standing next to me, all 6'8 1/2", 215#, 34 inch waist, and a size 14 boots. He was letting his beard grow and it looked good on him. Adding to his appeal. We talked for awhile about nothing and everything. Then he asked if my hanky meant what it was supposed to. I was taken back at first, I had forgotten that as I was leaving, I had grabbed one from my dresser. With the Santa Anna's we had been having lately my nose had been on its own trip, running whenever it wanted to. I looked down to my left back pocket of my 501's, and sure enough just the tip of red was showing. I looked back up and I me up, Steve had 6 and a half inches on me, one of the few guys I had to look up to, and smiled and said yes.
Steve took my hand and put it on his ass, a nice ass at that. I played with his ass through his 501's while he stood at the bar, and the budge down the left side of his jeans, got bigger and bigger. Steve had to do some major rearranging. I knew it was time for us to get his ass out of there and into it, with my hand.
When we got home I reached up and started to unbutton his red plaid shirt, he was well built - not overly muscular but just right - and his tits were begging to be sucked. So I leaned forward, they were at the right height and laved those nubs and then sucked them hard. I started kissing my way down, Steve was purring. I unbuckled his pants and putted them down. He was wearing white jockey, with a big bulge in the front.
I started to lick his cock thur his jockeys, the smell of him was perfume. I pulled down his shorts and put my hand around his cock, taking the head into my mouth, he pushed his cock further into my mouth, as I swallowed his 8" to the hilt. I greedily sucked his cock while my hands explored his ass hole. The more I sucked the more his ass responded to my probing, opening more and more, I had four fingers up his ass and he was taking with no complains. It was time for the main event.
Steve got out of his cloths and laid on the bed on his back. His long legs off the end of the bed by a good two feet. I lifted them up and put them on my shoulders while I sat at the end of the bed. I greases my hand with the crisco and placed by his ass hole. Steve shoved back and my hand slowly disappeared up his ass. I held it there so that he could get use to it and then slowly pushed more and more of my arm into his ass, slowly backing it off only to reinsert my arm further. Steve was in heaven, his cock which had soften some was rock hard again. After about 45 minutes Steve couldn't take it any more, large rope-like spurts of cum shot from his cock, flying across his chest, landing in big puddles. Watching Steve cun and with my hand and arm up his ass sent me over the top and my whole body tensed and I shot.
The end of a tall tail.............