Straight Bars

By CNJShore9

Published on Feb 13, 2006

Gay

Hey, guys.. here is the second part I promised...

And let's get this out of the way .. if you are under age (less than 18) or in a geo-political area that bars stories like this (oh.. it's a gay male story including sex between legally-aged, mature, consenting, adult males) , then go elsewhere!!!

For the rest of you ... hope you enjoy !!!

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I did say "....to be continued....", didn't I ??? well... here it is ....

...........

As I lifted myself off the bed, I could hear the sound of his feet padding down the hallway and then the somewhat unmistakable sound of a refrigerator door being opened. That was followed soon enough by the clink of glass as, I guessed, he pulled out a couple bottles of beer.

By the time he came back through the door, I was standing by the bed, and just waiting to see what was about to transpire. As he walked back into the room, I was again taken aback by his incredible masculinity! How had I ever managed to end up in the same room ^Ö much less naked !?!?! .. oh... how fate and the greek gods can play games !!!!

All I could see was that beautifully blonde-haired arm stretch out toward me with a cold beer proffered in its hand. I looked back up the arm to the wide shoulders and the soul-stirring chest covered in the same blonde fur. Then my eyes move upward to the face. It was just so wonderfully rugged!! .. how did I get here?!?! I'm not ugly ^Ö but c'mon !!! ..and that cleft in the chin!! What is it about that ? I think someone taught us that back in the days of Burt Lancaster or whomever.

As my eyes moved further up and into focus, all I could see were those two depths of ^Ö yes ^Ö grey (I could finally tell) with gold flakes that were sparkling at me. I walked right past his outstretched hand and just wrapped my arms around him. OMG! Was he all and everything I had every dreamed of !!! but I knew in my mind that was just what he was ^Ö a dream, a wraith -- nothing that I could ever hold onto. But while I could, I held him as tightly and as closely as I could squeeze him !!!

Then my semi-conscious mind took hold and I asked myself, "Why not?!?! Am I so sad? Am I such a `troll'? Couldn't he hold onto me, as well? I'm not disposable! Maybe there could be something more.(?)"

...and he smiled !!

That was all it took. I was his before .. but now I am his, totally !!!!

..and he said, "the shower is here..." as he turned and walked to the door to the left.

I followed him.. What else was I going to do? I would have followed him nude into the nearest public park at that point.

As I came through the door, he was reaching into the tub/shower and turning the water on. "You have no idea how many times I've imagined this," he said. "...and now.. it's here. ...and I'm not really sure how to do it."

"Don't worry," I answered, "it sort of comes naturally'." (not that sure that I could stay naturally' under the circumstances!)

That's when I became aware of the bottle in my hand .. somehow I had just forgotten it was there ... and I took a quick swig from it. "Just make sure it's not cold!" I added.

He looked at me ... and again our eyes met ... "don't worry, we'll heat it up if we have to!"

I put the bottle down on the top of the hamper next to me. "So... hop in," I suggested, as I reached forward, opened the sliding door all the way, and stepped in.... hoping he had adjusted it so I wouldn't get hit by ice water and come jumping back out !!! Well... let's just say, he had the water as warm and cozy as he was !!

As I stepped forward, he stepped in behind me. Then I felt him move up against my back, as he mumbled, "mmmmmmm.... That's what I really hoped for..."

"Hoped for" ??? this was beyond my wildest dreams !!! Hope was a very poor second in this contest !!!!

I moved under the shower head so that the water was now pouring directly on my head. I needed something to `touch' me back to reality. Then he touched me again...and reality again went somewhere out of my life! He pulled himself up against me again and this time I felt his surging excitement against my backside. Oh, yes !! this was one horny guy!!!

I leaned my head back into the crook of his neck and shoulder. As I turned my face toward his, he took the lead and placed his lips on mine. (So much for the original .."don't kiss" move ..) I damned near collapsed ! but somehow managed to regain a tiny bit of control over my body. I turned around and faced him and again felt his incredible, masculine body. ...and I just melted!! There is no other way to describe it... Here.. Me... a usually very masculine, very egalitarian, guy .. and I was a soft piece of putty in his arms. I would have done anything he asked. (not that I thought he knew all the things he could have asked for !)

I don't usually swallow (that's true) .. but for him... I would have sucked and drunk every drop I could coax out of him. I don't generally rim...but I would have put my face between his legs and punctured his sweet pucker with my tongue for hours !!! No... I wasn't "in love" ... but I was "in lust" like I have never been in my life !!!! That's, of course, not to say, the other "L-word" couldn't have risen to the top very easily.

The kiss must have lasted several minutes, although it seemed like a complete life-time then... when I moved my face down to his left nipple and began to suck and chew. I just needed to taste and feel his "body". When I did that, he began to hump his cock into mine, and I knew that as much as he was "in control" of me.... I was going to be "in control" of what transpired ahead.

I dropped to my knees and took that fabulous cock back into my mouth, as I reached up and grabbed a handful of those wonderful balls !!!

He moaned and arched his back as his head went backward with his eyes tightly shut and his lips pursed into a thin line.

My mouth went into overdrive! All I wanted was for him to get 200% pleasure !! Of course, I also had the idea that before things ended, I would have him back inside me. As I sucked on his steel-hardened pole, it just felt so right! It was the epitome of `soft on the outside, hard on the inside' !! By now he was pouring out his sweet man nectar. It might be nature's lube for intercourse, but to a hungry gay male....it's just the sweetest juice on earth !!!

As he began to thrust forward into my mouth, I knew he was totally into the scene and I decided it was time to change the background.

Pulling off his otherwise non-ignorable cock, I stood up, grabbed the soap, slid it between my cheeks a few times, turned around and buried him into me !!! Oh, shit !!! It felt as good ^Ö no .. better ^Ö than it did before!!!

I leaned forward and put my hands onto the bath/shower stall walls. And he began to piston into me. This time, he was slow and deep, then faster and shorter...then slow and deep... then faster and harder. As I said before, "he was a `natural'..." .. before long, I was moaning louder than he was !!!

"Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh..... dammnnnnnnnn...... oohhhhhhh.... Fuck ......." We were shouting in unison !!!

"Yeah, babe..... ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkk......ohhhhhhhhh shitttttttttt!"

He was pounding into me and I was pushing my ass back to meet every one of his thrusts. I haven't had a fuck like that in years (or an hour!) ... This guy was soooooo good at what he was doing !!!! My `hot spot' was being stroked on every move! And he was obviously enjoying every minute of his tight male pussy !!!

"Unnnnnghhhhhh,....... Awwwwwwwww shit !" he shouted ... and I knew exactly where he was!! That's when I felt that awesome cock get even wider.. and with one incredible throb, he whitewashed my insides like I don't think has ever happened before !!!

As he began to shoot, I reached down, grabbed my own `neglected' six-and-a-half inches and pounded it to just what I needed !!!

As I shot rope after rope of pearly white cum onto the wall in front of me, I could feel him doing the same inside me !!! Somehow I managed to grunt out a "nnnnggggg"... I just didn't have any sound left ..

He just pulled me closer and emptied his balls -- and maybe his brains -- into me. He didn't make a sound. ...but this time, he didn't move away. He left himself buried in me until he was able to reach around and pull me even closer to him.

We stayed that way, standing in the shower, for several minutes. My cum was now dripping down the wall in front of me ... down the tile.. almost to the porcelain of the tub. His softening cock was still buried in my ass. It was `Disney World' !!! I almost started to sing "It's a great world...after all" ....

Then he whispered... "is it time to soap up?" ....

Grudgingly, I answered, "yeah...........probably."

......well.. let's just say ... we cleaned up... I dressed... I left ... and I knew that it was not going to be more (as much I would have liked) ....

...but maybe I'll see him there (in the bar) again.. and either take him to my house .. or ....

Yes.. this was a "short" one ... but ..c'mon .. it was a "B" .... And if you enjoyed it, I'd like to hear from you ... if you didn't... if you have `constructive criticism', I'd appreciate that .. but .. let's face it .. "flames" will be extinguished (by the most appropriate means available!)..... cnjshore9@aol.com

Next: Chapter 8


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