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ONE MAN'S JOURNEY - Part 16
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ONE MAN'S JOURNEY - Part 16 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!!!! Seemed as though life was settling back to normal. I was a very lucky man to have survived that coronary incident and major surgery, and I was back on track with my career…………… though not as all-consumed as I once was. I realized that life is fragile, and we only go around once. So I pulled back on the work, and forged ahead on the sex………… LOL! Now that I had expanded my home office, and hired a fantastic secretary, my business was better organized. No longer did I have to go out to see a , or some other venture (beach and sex romp, come to mind) but I knew the office was in capable hands. “E” was so much more than a secretary……….. she was in essence my “Office Manager”. Instead of finding messages on my answering machine, I found them written in my “call record” which made life so much easier. She also filled in my appointment book, and my ad schedule for my . She was a dream come true! I received many compliments from about how cheerful and polite she always was……….no matter what frame of mind they were in when they called. One day, when I went to my bank to deposit some checks and draw some petty cash, this new, young teller inquired as to what kind of business I had. Of course, I couldn’t tell him, “monkey business”, so I explained to him what I did. He told me that he had studied some audio/visual communications in college, but never pursued it. So I had made a “new friend” and had the basis of a short discussion on each trip to the bank. I was running late one day and rushed in for some quick cash. I told him that I had an appointment and was too busy to chat……………….he said, “I think you need some help”. I don’t think we were talking about the same help he could have given me. He tells me that he works 4 days per week, from 9am until 2pm and he’s off Fridays and weekends. I said, “that’s nice, you have real banker’s hours”, so he hands me a piece of paper as I left. In the car I looked at the paper and it was his phone number with a few words written also……………”Call me, please……..555-629-3XX8”. My long layoff must have affected my brain, because I wasn’t sure for the moment, whether he thought I could give him a part-time job, or if he could give me a “job”. Two days later, on Friday, I called him. He said, “if you’re not too busy, stop by for breakfast. I can cook”. That sure sounded like an invitation to me. I accepted immediately because, number one….. I had not had breakfast yet, and number two………… he was cute, though younger than I would have liked. It was only less than a seven minute drive from the bank to his house. I told “E” that I would be back in two hours and I knew the office was in capable hands. I had other business to investigate now (of course I didn’t tell her that). The house was nice looking and I rang the doorbell confidently, since I assumed no one but he was home. Yes, he was alone, wearing shorts and a tank……….. slightly different gear than in the bank. He was preparing breakfast and the coffee smelled great. We sat down, ate and talked for a while. I found out that he was 22, graduated one year before that, and had been on the school riding team. He said, “go ahead, squeeze my leg”. That was an invitation I couldn’t refuse. His thighs were like steel, from all the riding and jumping over fences, where you body weight is fully on your legs, because your ass is out of the saddle. We’ll talk about his ass in a bit. I guess what happened next was an automatic assumption on both our parts. We left the table and he “showed” me his room. Very nice, simple, modern room with a twin size bed. At that point he didn’t fool around. He threw his arms around my waist and pulled me in tight. I felt our bodies pressing together and my immediate reaction was a full-on erection. Wasting no time he got out of his tank and shorts in seconds………. and started undressing me. That also took about three seconds. This little fucker was passionate and he wanted it all. We kissed, pressed our naked bodies together, fondled, played “deuling cocks”, until finally he wrapped his legs around my waist and placed my cock under his ass. As I had explained since my very first time with, “Mr X”, face-to-face fucking was my favorite position, with my partner’s legs over my shoulders. As he positioned himself that way, I actually got to feel the power in his legs……… they were like steel…………. and he had matching buns. Riding had also given him great abs. This was rock hard………all over…….... and I have no doubt that he could have wrapped those legs around me and broken me in two. We had a fantastic bareback fuck (still prior to the discovery of HIV), and he actually damn near exhausted me. I promised to call him for another “date” and I got dressed and left. Damn…………….. he was GOOD! |
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Holy mother fuck me Jack. OMG that got me so hard reading this part. A 22 year old getting fucked was so damn hot. I could picture him on his back hot stud body and you fucking him hard and deep and filling him up with your cream. 
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