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ONE MAN'S JOURNEY - Part 15
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ONE MAN'S JOURNEY - Part 15 SORRY..... WORDS KEEP DISAPPEARING FROM MY POSTS. I EDIT AND PUT THEM BACK AND NEXT THEY OR DIFFERENT WORDS DISAPPEAR........ Really getting tired of this, fixing it is a full-time job!!!! In Part 14, I mentioned a buddy who I saw frequently for sex at his place. He had asked me to meet him at a bar that was fairly close to him but about 6 miles from my house. I arranged on my one-night out per week, to meet him there. I arrived and he wasn’t there yet, so I walked up to the bar and ordered a Dewars and water, which was now my drink of choice. About 8’ away from me at the bar, was a rather young guy……….maybe 20 or so, who kept making eye contact with me. I wrote him off because he was just too young. But he kept looking my way, until finally he smiled and walked over. He started talking and asked if I was waiting for someone, and I said, “yes”. So he apologized and walked back to where he had been. After a half hour, I went to the phone booth (remember, no cell phones then) and called my friend………. Which I was hesitant to do because of his partner. I figured if the partner answered I could always ask for my buddy (Let’s call him “W”) on the pretext that we hadn’t spoken for some time. “W” answered the phone and told me that his partner wasn’t feeling well and went to bed, and that he felt he should stick around to see how he was doing. I said OK and went back to my drink. “Little Horny” noticed that I was still alone and walked back. “Did you get stood up?” he asked. I said, “not exactly, but my friend has a scheduling problem”. He said that was too bad……………. For my friend, but good for him. He came right out with what he wanted. He said, “I’ve been thinking for a long time, about getting fucked, because I’m very curious, but I hadn’t seen anyone that I would like to do it………..until now”. I told him to back off, because he had no idea what he was saying. He insisted that I was the one………. And wouldn’t back off. I figured, what the hell, he’s here, willing and certainly able (hot looking little mo-fo) so I asked him how far away he lived. He said right around the corner. Now I believed him when he said that he had never been fucked, but he hadn’t mentioned that he was a total virgin. He had a roommate who was “str8” (or as str8 as society accepts) and nothing had ever happened between them. Actually his roommate was away in upstate NY, so he felt confident in bringing me home. As it turns out, my little buddy was so impatient and anxious that he stripped and threw himself on the carpeting and said, “fuck me man”! I tried to warm him up, some cuddling, hoping to maybe finger fuck him first, but he said. “No, fuck me now, no playing around” I couldn’t get through to him so I grabbed a condom and he spread his legs wide and up in the air. I had a feeling of what was going to happen and I was right. Lubed condom or not, it was way too much for a super-tight little asshole like him………..and I mean that both ways. As soon as I got the tip of my cock against his hole and gave the slightest pressure, he lets out a blood-curdling scream and shouts, “Get out, get out now”! That’s what being over anxious can do…………….I’d never let myself get into a situation like that again. In two seconds, I was history. When I next saw my “-cock” buddy, I told him the trouble he had caused………. Lol. No longer being an item with any one friend, I started hitting some of the bars that I had never frequented, or had never actually been to. One in particular was considered a “hot spot” because it was just blocks from the Fire Island Ferry, and was a hangout for guys returning from a day on the Island. Never having been there, I tried to be inconspicuous and just watch the way the guys there played. The layout was kind of different…….. with a 4-sided bar in the middle of the club. They had one bartender on each side of the square. No need to mention that every one of the bartenders was an “adonis”……… they were all tanned and beautiful……… wearing either no tops or thin strap tanks. Bottoms were barely covered by short-shorts of the day. The rest of the layout was kind of peculiar, I thought. The lighting was also kind of weird. The bar was well lit, and there were tables scattered throughout, with dim lighting. But I noticed along one wall, there was one long bench the full length of the room. Kind of like the benches in Railroad stations. I started to walk in that direction and quickly discovered the reason for the poor lighting. Sitting on the benches, were some guys getting sucked by others kneeling on the floor. Likewise hand-jobs were in evidence all along the wall. That club was merely an extension of the famous “meat rack” on Fire Island…………. One area where anything went. Strange as it may seem, that bar was too blatant for me. When I finished my drink I left……………….. alone! |
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Damn that 20 year old should have been more patient but have to say at that age had a guy same age first one I sucked off and ate is cum and wanted him to fuck me we tried and same thing was ouch so we stopped. Always regretted not trying again to see if we could go slower. That bar sounds really hot to me. So as you got older would you have stayed and picked someone up? Still waiting on more about horse cock hehe ...\8
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