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Sailor Boy
I was
in my mid
twenties at the
time of this
story. It was a
fall evening in
the local
cruising park,
the cloudy skies
reflected the
lights of the
nearby city and
cast a glow over
the entire area.
I walked along a
path, making yet
another pass in
a night that had
seen very little
in the way of
other guys
around. This had
been a quiet
evening, and I
was pretty much
convinced that I
was the only
person in the
park when I saw
another guy
walking towards
me.
He was about my
age, nicely
built from what
I could tell,
and as we walked
by each other
our eyes met and
held each
other's gaze for
that telltale
second longer
than straight
guys do. I knew
he was on my
team, and after
a couple more
steps I walked
off the path and
stood on the
grass. He walked
on for a bit,
then turned back
and came over to
me. I smiled and
nodded. It was
clear from his
haircut and the
open, trusting
expression on
his face that he
was a sailor.
A few minutes of
small talk
confirmed this
impression, he
was in the Navy
and served at a
base nearby. I
liked guys in
the Navy, they
were generally
friendly,
trustworthy and
hot. This one
seemed no
exception. His
name was Eddy,
and he was from
another part of
the country
originally. He
spoke with the
accent of the
maritime
provinces
slightly
colouring his
voice.
Once we had
talked for a few
minutes, I asked
if he wanted to
go for a walk
with me. He
accepted, and we
were off. I led
him to a clump
of trees which I
knew to be
little used but
which also had a
small labyrinth
of trails in it.
We walked into
one and stood
still to allow
our eyes to
adjust for a few
minutes. I
leaned over and
kissed his soft
lips, and he
reciprocated
with some
measure of
force. |
We went a
bit further into
the bush, and
here was an
alcove of
suitable size
and discretion
for our
purposes. He was
wearing blue
jeans, and a
jacket with a
fabric trunk and
leather arms. I
reached down and
undid his pants.
He was wearing
bikini
underwear, white
ones, and I
slowly turned
him around to
look at his ass,
which the
general build of
his body told me
would be sweet.
I was right.
Here in front of
me was the
sweetest of
asses, slender
in proportion,
yet with just
the right sort
of curvature to
appeal to the
dedicated
sodomist. It
certainly
appealed to me
at the time, and
I knelt there
before it's
perfection, and
contemplated it
for a moment.
I knew the time
for action had
come, and I
reached up to
grasp the
elastic of the
waistband, and
gently slipped
his underpants
down to below
his knees. There
before me was
the beautiful
ass, making my
heart pound. It
was everything I
wanted. I put my
hands on the
cheeks of his
ass, then leaned
forward and
began to lick
it. I felt dizzy
from the passion
this inspired.
Within a few
seconds I had
buried my face
and my
consciousness
entirely within
the confines of
this sweet ass.
He reached
behind himself,
and our hands
met on his ass,
as I gently
spread his hot
ass open more to
admit my tongue.
He clasped my
hands tightly,
and I knew that
this was exactly
what he wanted
also. I couldn't
get enough of
licking his ass,
it was as if I
was going to run
out of time. I
was passionately
involved in
licking, sucking
and pushing my
tongue into and
around his hole.
He loved it as
much as I did,
pushed his hips
back against my
face and moaning
softly. At times
his hands helped
mine in
spreading his
ass open for my
hot tongue to
probe. |
After
a while, I knew
that it was time
to come up for
air, and this I
did reluctantly,
but did
nonetheless. I
stood there
behind him and
ran my fingers
obsessively up
and down his
ass. It was
slick with my
saliva, and this
turned me on all
that much more.
I desperately
wanted to be
inside his ass,
and the pressure
to bend him over
and fuck him
right there
built up to
intolerable
proportions. My
breathing was
hard and hot in
his ear, and I
just couldn't
take my fingers
away from his
ass.
In a voice
trembling with
passion, he
asked me if I
wanted to go
back to his
place, and there
was never a more
welcome
suggestion that
this. I
accepted, and we
walked the short
distance to his
car, and then
drove pretty
much in silence
back to his
apartment. He
was a nice guy,
and I could tell
by the way he
looked at me
that there was a
deep seated
horniness in
him. It soon
came out that he
had just spent
about three
weeks at sea on
exercises. This
explained a lot
of things, and
made our mutual
need to get to
his place all
that much more
urgent.
We arrived and
went through the
wonderfully
tedious process
of entering the
underground
parking, the
elevator,
various locked
doors, and
finally we were
there. He shared
a two bedroom
place with
another guy, but
he was out
working tonight.
We went right to
the bedroom. I
took Eddy's
clothes off
pretty quick,
and then my own,
and once we were
naked we took up
where we had
left off. I felt
his ass, and
positioned him
on the bed so
that he was
laying on his
side, with one
knee bent and
his leg drawn
up.
I started to
lick his ass
again, and here
followed another
of those amazing
interludes that
analingus so
often brings me
to, where the
entire world
fades into
nothing, and
there are only
the vaguest
impressions of
an arched back,
or the hand
helping to
spread the ass
cheeks open that
little ways
farther that
makes the
difference
between
willingness and
enthusiasm. His
ass hair was wet
and scratchy on
my face, but I
reveled in it.
If I could have
crawled up his
ass I surely
would have. |
It
was a while
before I came to
my senses again,
but he had no
complaints
either, and so I
lay there beside
him and started
to probe his
sweet ass with
my finger. First
one, and then
two, and he
flinched a bit.
I just spread
his ass open a
bit more and
thrust them
farther inside
him. He loved
it, and pushed
back against me
as I finger
fucked his hole.
I was looking
into his eyes,
and a hot thing
was that at
first he wasn't
able to look
back at me. It
was as if he
were shy of
giving me his
ass, and this
just made it
hotter that he
was.
There was a
conveniently
placed lubricant
tubule on the
bureau, and once
I followed
Eddy's eyes to
it I soon had it
in hand and
applied it
liberally to his
ass. This was
followed shortly
by a condom, and
at this point I
finally entered
his ass. It took
a little bit for
him to get used
to my cock,
which is a fair
size, but once
he relaxed a
bit, and I
stroked his cock
for him, he got
right into it.
There was no
stopping him, or
me for that
matter at this
point. I knew
that I had to
carry on fucking
him, no matter
what happened,
until we were
both happy and
satisfied. I
pushed his knee
up and then
spread his ass
for him so that
I could get that
much deeper into
him. It was so
hot. He pursed
his lips in the
universal
expression of
anal
intercourse, and
I looked from
where my penis
was going in and
out of his ass
up to his face
and right into
his eyes. This
made him even
more shy about
it all, and I
was forced to
slow down for
fear of coming.
I kept on
fucking him like
that for a
while, then we
shifted
positions so
that his legs
were in the air.
He wanted it so
deep inside him,
and we both knew
it. We were
achieving
symbiosis on
this amazing
astral plane.
There was no
stroke or thrust
which was not
welcomed, nor
enthusiastically
delivered. It
was so hot. He
made efforts to
spread his legs
more widely
open, and I was
there on my
knees fucking
him, and
watching my cock
go in and out of
him alternately
while
contemplating
the look on his
face. |
I
ended up by
fucking him
while he lay on
his stomach,
with his legs as
far open as I
could spread
them. I was
relentlessly
fucking his ass,
and it was all
too much. I
started to come,
and then it was
like a torrent
coming from my
penis. I was so
far inside his
sweet ass, and
he had let me in
there. The final
couple of fucks
I gave him
slapped my
hipbones against
his sweat
covered ass.
He got up on his
knees and I
played with his
ass while he
jerked off. He
enjoyed the
humiliation of
this whole
thing, and I was
getting ready to
come again when
the phone rang.
He came just as
it happened, and
the surprise of
it made him
shoot even
farther. There
was a mirror at
the side of the
bed, and here a
few drops landed
and ran down as
we lay there
spent, listening
to a message
delivered for
his roommate.
He gave me a
smoke and we
both lit up and
lay there in
satisfied
silence,
exhaling clouds
of luxuriant,
creamy smoke
into the air
above us. It was
completely
relaxing. We
made some small
talk, and then I
got dressed. He
gave me his
number and I
walked out of
his place, and
about twenty
minutes back to
the cruising
park where my
car was. I held
his number in my
hand the whole
way, and made
plans to call
him again soon.
I couldn't wait
to have another
taste of his
sweet ass.
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