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The following story contains descriptions of sex acts between two men. If that's not your cup of tea - stop now. This is not intended for viewing by minors.
"Taken to the Cleaners"
Eric sat behind the counter, trying to will his hardon away, but it was just not cooperating. The heat was suffocating and he really hated working at the laundry, it seemed to attract every ugly red-neck in a two county radius. Luckily, there was the occasional cute college boy, from the apartments across the street. So far this afternoon thought it had been ugly and uglier. Plus he still had two hours left on his shift. He was supporting himself though school, so he had no choice, but to work.
Eric was a nice-looking guy and he knew it, but he wasn't arrogant about it. As a matter-of -fact he was painfully shy. He was about 5'9" with dark blond hair, intense hazel eyes, and a smooth rippled chest.. Eric had been on the track and swim teams in high school and had worked to keep his lean muscular build. He had known for a long time that he was gay, he had just never done that much about it. There had been a few drunken jerk-offs with a frat brother or two, and he had even been given a blow job by an old friend from high school. (Funny, but he was drunk for that too.) He had just never gotten the nerve to put a move on a man before.
About that time the bell on the front door ring and he looked up. His erection throbbed as he watched one of his favorite objects of lust walk in the building. It was Patrick, a drop dead handsome stud from his computer class. Patrick had thick black hair, and deep blue eyes, and a body that wouldn't quit. He was about 6'2" and soft dark hair always peeked over the collar of his shirt. Eric knew that his chest must be beautiful - wide and covered with that sexy dark hair.
Patrick grinned and waved as he walked in. "Hey, dude! Didn't know you worked here." "Yep, sorry to say I do." Eric replied. "Hey, it can't be that bad can it?" he grinned. "Some days it can." Eric smiled in reply.
Patrick walked over and started stuffing his laundry in the open machines. Afterwards he walked over and crashed on one of the worn couches and began studying.
"Oh, great!" thought Eric. "I have to sit and watch this humpy man for two hours with a boner the size of a small central american country."
Every once in a while, Eric would glance over at Patrick and just marvel at the sheer beauty of the man. Timed passed though and with about 15 minutes left on his shift he saw Patrick start to load up his clothes. "You finished already?" ""Yeah, need to load up, run by the grocery store and head home." Patrick said. "OK, guy, see ya later." Eric said. (Hoping he didn't sound as disappointed as he was.) He watched Pat's tight well-formed ass walk out the door and sighed.
Luckily his last few minutes in the hell-hole passed quickly and he was out the door as soon as his replacement walked in. He was aching to get home and beat off 2 or 3 times. He was sure he could get at least that many fantasies out of Patrick.
Eric walked over to his bike and as he got close he noticed the rear wheel was flat. "FUCK!" he yelled. "Problem?" the voice asked?
He pivoted around and there stood Patrick. "Yeah, my damn bike has a flat." he told him. "Come on, we'll throw it in the back of my truck and I'll give you a ride home." Patrick offered.
Eric felt himself break into a sweat. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Sure, I wouldn't mind a bit!" Patrick said with a smile and a slap of Eric's shoulder. "Hmmmmm, rough trade." thought Eric and almost giggled.
They drove down the by-pass and made small talk as traffic whizzed by. It turned out that the two of them only lived a few blocks from each other and it wasn't out of Patrick's way to take him home. "Hey man, wanna stop by my place for a couple of beers? I got a new computer and you can check it out. It's really helped me with our computer class." Patrick asked.
"OK, I could use a good beer right now." Eric lied. He hated beer, but he'd drink out of a ditch if he could spend some time with Patrick.
They pulled up to Patrick's apartment and they both walked up to the door. Eric was a gentleman and helped with the groceries. As they put the groceries away, they talked and drank. He was really amazed at how smart and sweet Patrick was. It seemed like most great-looking guys were dicks. He sighed once again and hoped that at least they were going to be friends.
"Dude, I'm sweating like a pig, I'm gonna change into some shorts and a tee shirt." Patrick said.
Eric was sweating too, but not from the heat. Patrick walked across the room and disappeared in back. As much as he loathed it, he took a big swallow of the beer, to try and cool off. "Eric! Come on back and check out my PC. I keep it in my bedroom."
He groaned and walked down the hallway. He strolled in the bedroom and almost dropped his beer. Patrick was standing there wearing nothing but a silver St. Christopher medal. The chest was just as incredible as he had imagined, and dangling between his legs was the sweetest looking dick Eric had ever seen. It was all he could do not to pass out from sheer pleasure. "You like it?" "What?" Eric gasped. "The computer." "Oh, yeah. Looks great!" he stammered. "Go over and check it out." Patrick told him.
By this time Patrick had pulled on a pair of white briefs and was standing at the end of the bed. The computer was on the other side of the bed and Eric had to slide past Patrick to make it to the other side. His arm rubbed against the soft hairy chest, as he pushed past, and Patrick grabbed him. "Don't rush." He whispered in Eric's ear. Then he felt Patrick's hot warm lips on the base of his neck.
That was all it took. He turned and their lips came together in one of the hottest moments in Eric's memory. Patrick pulled him down to the bed and Eric moved down and began to chew on the mat of dark hair covering that wonderful chest. He worked his lips down the trail of soft fur until he reached the waist of Patrick's briefs. He could see the hardness of the stiff cock pushing the waistband open. He decided to help. Using both hand he pulled the tight white underwear down. Patrick's hard cock sprung up at a 45 degree angle, precum oozing out of the slit in the head. Eric wasted no time and let his tongue touch the tip and tasted the musky juice. Then he let his mouth slide down the length of the smooth flesh, his face buried in deep in Patrick's crotch..
Patrick groaned and arched his hips off the bed and begged him not to stop. Eric had no intention of stopping, he had waited years for this and he was going to enjoy every second. The hard piece of man flesh was the most wonderful thing he had ever tasted. It was smooth and silky to his tongue and pulsed every time he went down on it. Eric could take it far enough in, that he could feel the head of it hitting the back of his throat, and feel Patrick's soft bush against his face.
Patrick was running his fingers through Eric's hair and massaging his shoulders while he was sucked. "Oh, baby, that feels so HOT!" he moaned.
He grabbed Eric's shoulder and pulled him away from his cock. "Now its my turn." He said.
He stretched Eric back on the bed and began kissing him at his ankles. Eric was on fire as the warm mouth worked its way up his legs and on up to his thighs. By then, he was pleading with Patrick to suck his cock.
Patrick's mouth reached his nuts and he almost shot his load. All he could do now was groan and push his hard dick towards Patrick's face. Patrick didn't wasted any more time and wrapped his strong lips around the head of the stiff meat pointing at his face. He engulfed it with one stroke, and began to piston his face on Eric's dick. "Oh GOD!, oh GOD!" Eric moaned. He didn't think he could last 30 seconds, as good as this felt.
He looked down at the hot stud dining on his hard flesh and was overtaken by the need to feel this man inside of him. He had never been fucked, but wanted it so bad right now, he could feel his ass burning. "PATRICK, FUCK ME NOW!" he growled.
Patrick stopped his sucking and looked up and grinned. "You won't have to tell me twice!"
He rolled Eric over on his stomach and lifted his ass in the air. What Eric felt next was totally unexpected. Patrick's tongue began to work its way into his ass. He had never been rimmed before and it felt incredible. His cock throbbed every time he felt the tongue push inside of him. He knew that he was being prepared for the onslaught of Patrick's big cock.
Patrick grabbed a bottle of lotion from the bedside and started coating his cock with it and rubbing some in the crack of Eric's ass. He started rubbing his hard meat between the hot butt cheeks, and reached in front and started stroking Eric's cock with his lubed hand. Patrick's hand felt so good stroking him he hardly noticed him placing the head of his cock at Eric's tight hole. "This might hurt a little, but I'll go slow." Patrick told him.
With that warning he pushed and the head of his dick slid in. Eric wanted to yell, but he didn't. It felt like a baseball bat had just been shoved up his ass. Patrick didn't move for a while and Eric's ass began to feel better. The pain turned into a hotness and he told Patrick to keep going. He slid more of his cock inside of Eric, and then a little more, until finally he was buried all the way in. His crotch hairs were pressed tight against his virgin ass.
Patrick began to rock his hips back and forth, slowly but steadily. The hotness in Eric's ass turned to a burning and he closed his eyes and drowned himself in the feeling. It was the most heavenly thing he had ever felt. "Harder!" He told Patrick.
He didn't need much urging and increased the tempo of his thrusts.
He began to beat Eric's cock harder too and Eric knew it wouldn't be long before he popped. He turned his head and looking at Patrick. He had his eyes closed and his head was thrown back. It was obvious he was lost in the pure pleasure of the fuck. Sweat was beading up on his hairy chest, and some of it was dripping down onto Eric's back, just making more lubricant for their love making.
Suddenly, Patrick's strokes became erratic. He was losing his rhythm and Eric knew he must be getting close. "OH SHIT! I'm gonna blow!" he yelled.
Patrick let out a loud guttural yell and shoved his thick cock all the way in Eric's ass. "AHHHRRRGGHH! YEAH!" he grunted as his dick shot spunk deep in Eric's ass.
Stream after stream of thick hot cum pulsed inside of Eric, and that was all it took to send him over the edge. "Patrick, I'm gonna SHOOT!"
His nuts exploded and he shot long ropes of jism all over the sheets. His cock throbbed and milky white cum ran down Patrick's fist He felt like all his previous orgasms had been rolled into one. Wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over him, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the last few pulses of Patrick's cock in his ass. He felt it finally begin to grow soft and his own cock did the same. "Holly fuckin' shit!" Patrick gasped. "That was THE BEST fuck I've ever had!"
Eric grinned proudly. "Not bad for a first timer?" he asked. "What!?" Patrick stared at him dumbfounded. "You've never been fucked before??" "Nope, that was the first. Actually, I never sucked cock before either." "Well, my hunky man, you've got natural ability then." Patrick smiled widely.
They collapsed on the bed side by side, and Eric snuggled up to Patrick's wide expansive chest. "Can I tell you something?" Patrick asked. "Sure, anything." "I let the air out of your tire." He grinned sheepishly.
Eric burst out laughing, and hugged him. "Well now, that's just about the biggest damn compliment anybody has every paid me." He laughed.
The End