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Love & Peace Between Jews and Arabs & Molesting a Young Man

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 13 Apr 2000 1 comments
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by Jacksondickntx@yahoo.com The next night I couldn't WAIT to hit J's/The Hangout! I arrived right at Midnight, and this was the only visit where I found action immediately! I made for the first playroom in the basement, and within five minutes or so was joined by a handsome young Jewish man. He was close to my height, medium build, good body definition, short black hair, and 'a pretty boy' look- handsome, clean-shaven face- just a very good-looking young man probably in his early 20's. We both had our dicks out and were stroking almost immediately, alternating between self-jack and jerking each other. Almost immediately, we were joined by another early-20-something young man. Our new friend was Middle eastern, just a bit shorter than the first guy, but also nice build. He had darker skin, jet-black hair and dark eyes. His nose and lips were disproportionally large and his cheeks were kinda fat, giving him sort of a "goofy" look in the face. Nevertheless, he was quite handsome in his own way. He too was baby-faced. He unzipped his pants and out came a flaccid, uncut prick- initially medium sized. However, as he played with himself, his hose began to grow impressively: At full-mast it was probably a seven-incher but of substantial GIRTH: He really had a THICK one. My Jewish friend and I both took turns stroking it, and he was also jacking us. We had a nice three-way jacksession going- all still completely dressed, with just our hard dicks sticking out of our pants. The gruff guy from the upstairs circulated through the room, eyeing us menacingly and calling out, "No SUCK...just jack...DON'T SUCK NO DICK!". In response to the gruff guy, the Arab rolled his eyes and grinned, and that's when it hit me: The kid's "goofy" look was a dead-ringer for Alfred E. Neumann (of Mad magazine fame). It also reminded me of a guy I had played with last year at the Circle J. (FLASHBACK to that scene: THAT guy had a BIG leg fetish: He was naked from the waist down and got me in the same condition. Then he alternated jacking my dick with kissing my legs from the inner thigh down to the ankle and back up again! It was a strange scene, but he was SOOO into my legs that I got into it!) Anyway: back to J's: My Arab friend's smile was quite beautiful- brilliant white teeth and again, good-looking face depite the slight 'goofiness'. Well, my young Jewish and Arab friends began making out with each other. They unbuttoned each others shirts as they kissed and were exploring each others' chest and upper bodies. They were getting more and more into each other and I was beginning to feel a bit like the odd man out. So...I decided to drop out of the 3-way, back away, and do some self-stroke while i watched them. I enjoyed just taking in the scenery for a few minutes as they continued to play with each other, and then eventually I took a break altogether- went upstairs and had a soda. After awhile, my Arab friend came upstairs, claimed his jacket from the coatcheck and left. There was no sign of my Jewish friend, so I became curious and decided to head back downstairs. The place was still deserted: My friend was the only guy downstairs. I found him not in either playroom, but rather in the dark passageway, leaning against a wall. As I approached him, he whispered to me: "Are you going to molest me?". I figured out what he wanted. I moved up against him so that I was basically cornering him against the wall of the passageway. We stared intently into each other's eyes. Again he whispered (more slowly and quietly), "are you going to...molest me here...?". I just nodded quietly as I continued to stare at him. With my left hand, I reached up and began to gently stroke his neck and face. He closed his eyes, opened his mouth and sighed deeply. I leaned into him and kissed him fully on his lips. As my left hand explored his face, neck, ears and hair, my right hand slid gradually down the front of his body, gently exploring his chest and waist as I slowly made my way towards his dick. With my body and one arm, I pinned his torso and arms against the wall. "I'm going to molest you" I whispered. With my other hand, I found his hard prick and began massaging it through his jeans. "Feel me up", he whispered. I continued to gently rub his crotch. "Feel it...feel me up" he whispered more urgently. "Yeeeaaaahh" I responded back, starting to kneed both his pole and his nutsack through his pants. "Yeah...feel me up...Go ahead" he encouraged. I reached for his buckle and began udoing his belt. He moved to help me, and I immediately pinned his arms back against the wall: I was in control of this situation: i was going to molest him. I got his belt and pants undone and slipped my hand down into his briefs. I grabbed his dick and squeezed. "Oh yeah, feel me UP", he moaned as I kissed his neck and found my way up to his ear. I fished his dick out of his briefs and into the open and I began to jack it. He groaned softly- obviously enjoying both the jackaction and my tongue in his ear. When I felt his body tensing up and sensed that he was getting close, I stopped jacking and broke away from him. I unzipped, pulled out my own hard boner, grabbed his right wrist and placed his hand on my prick. He began to jack as I talked nasty to him: "That's it, boy...beat that dick...yeah, you know how to jack a mandick...You like to jack dick, boy?". "Yes, sir" he whispered back to me. I continued to taunt him for a few minutes, and when I felt close to cumming myself, I pulled his hand off my dick and went back to stroking his. He moaned loudly when I resumed jacking him. I again kissed him on the mouth, this time roughly ramming my tongue in- giving his boy-mouth a manly tongue-fuck. ME: "You like what I'm doing to your dick, boy?" HIM: "Yessir". ME: "I like molesting you boy." HIM (Docily): "Yessir". We got into a routine where I would edge him, then let up while he jacked me. When he had had a chance to calm down a bit, I'd resume beating his meat. About the fourth time I pulled off of his dick, he was ready to come, and immediately tried to jack himself off. I responded by pulling his hand off his dick and pinning it back against the wall. "please sir...?" he asked. I ignored his plea. We repeated this several times, until he was GENUINELY struggling with me to jack his dick and I was GENUINELY preventing him from getting off. (I really do think he was getting more than he had bargained for as I 'molested' him!) : - ) Finally, I was ready: ME: "Okay son: I want you to jack my dick...Make me come" (As he starts beating me hard...) "that's it, boy...Beat that dick...Yeah, jack it harder". I'd been playing with his dick, but as he brings me closer and closer, I move both of my hands first to my hips and then behind my back altogether. "Go on boy...beat it. Go on: Jack that dick...Yeah...You're a good little jack-boy, aren't you?...You like jacking a big man-dick?..." (He just nods) "...What's that boy? Do you LIKE to jack my dick?" HIM:"...Yeah..." ME: "WHAT boy?"HIM: "Yessir...I like to jack your big dick..." ME: "Yeah...go on...". He's beating frantically on my dick now and I feel a load tingling down in the base of my nuts. "Yeah, boy...JACK it...I'm gonna blow a load now...beat it...Come on boy...Beat that cock!..." We both watch as I fire shot after shot of thick, white cum. As my orgasm subsides, my friend begins to furiously pound his own prick. I stop him immediately, and again pin his hand to the wall. I stare intensely into his face. He returns my quiet stare. "I'm going to molest you", I slowly whisper to him. He lets out a low moan, as I begin to jack his hard dick- first slowly and then more insistently. I return to aggressively fucking his mouth with my tongue. While I jack dick with one hand, my other roughly squeezes his nipples. He moans more loudly now. "Oh, yeah...molest me...". I do as he wishes, and almost immediately am rewarded with hot spurts of dickgoo. His body shakes in time with the spasms of his cumshots. I feel his heartbeat through the arm that is pinning him against the wall. We slowly recover together. "thanks" he whispers, "...thanks for molesting me..."