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Fun In The Fastlane

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 11 Feb 2001 1 comments
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by Zod Wallop This is a true story that just happened to me yesterday. First off, I'm a closeted bisexual who's engaged. I love my fiance very, very much. She means more than everything to me and I don't know what I'd do without her. That having been said, I do have a craving for cock and hot men in general. Except for a few expierences with men before we got together, I've been completely straight. But I find myself more and more masturbating to gay images when I get the chance. Anyway, about yesterday... It was my day off and I was on my way home from taking my fiance to lunch. The drive home has the freeway dumping me off on a busy street right in front of Cal State Long Beach. I've seen many a hot guy on my drives past that place. On this particular day I was sitting at a stop light and looked to my left and saw a cute guy in a white van. Was he looking at me? I caught his eye and glanced aay very quickly. I looked again and caught his eye. He did the same. This was getting interesting... The light changed and we drove side by side to the next light. We eyed each other a little more openly now. This time when the light changed he made a more obvious show of staying by my side. When we hit the next light I was very nervous and excited. To see what he'd do, I started rubbing my crotch with my right hand. He wasn't looking away. As we drove, he kept eyeing me and by now I was rubbing my hand all over my crotch and watching him as I watched the road. At the next red I rolled down the passenger window and asked if he was busy. He said that he'd just gotten off work and was free for the day. I asked if he'd like to come to my place and he pulled behind me. I was practically shaking as I pulled in front of my apartment, (just a few short blocks at this point) yet by the time I walked up to his van I was cool. He stepped out and I liked what I saw. He was a little shorter than me (five ten or five eleven) with a red baseball cap, dark eyes and a dark goatee. He introduced himself as Robert and I noticed an accent I couldn't place. We walked in my place and both stood sizing each other up. "What would you like to do?" I asked. He was a bit shy, so I reached over and felt his hard cock through his pants. He lost his shyness then and grabbed for my meat. I stood behind him and rubbed my hands over his body. I couldn't believe how good and natural it felt to be making out with another man. I reached a hand under his shirt and felt his hairy belly. With my other hand, I worked at unfastening his belt. He reached behind and undid my jeans and soon had my rock hard cock out of my boxers. I spun him around and pulled his dick out. It was quite a bit smaller than mine, but it was uncutand sexy as hell. We pulled on each other and he ran his hands over my chest. I pulled his face down to my nipple and he started sucking and biting it. Feeling the scratch of his goatee drove me through the roof! Finally I had him sit on the sofa and pushed his pants and underwear to his ankles. I leaned forard and started sucking on that cock and licking the head. Then I'd jerk him while I sucked on his shaved balls. Other than his testicles, he had thick hair everywhere. For awhile I contented myself with rubbing his hairy chest. Then we stood up and hugged while I ran my hands down his back and dug into the crack of his hairy ass. It was wonderful! It was my turn. I pushed him down and had him take my cock in his mouth. he asked me not to cum in his mouth, so I just relaxed and watched him work my dick over for a bit. Then I grabbed his head in my hands and started fucking his face. I suggested a sixty-nine and he agreed. I loved burying my head between is legs, licking his balls and perinium while he slobbered over my rod. He would alternate between sucking me and jacking me and soon enough he pushed me over the edge. Most of my sperm blasted onto my thigh, but a bit of it spattered his face and shirt. He kept jerking me until every last drop was spent. Afterwards, he went to clean up and I put myself back together. He left soon after, both of us realizing this was a one time stand. Still, I hope I see you again Robert. I still owe you an orgasm.