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Collected Works Of Unoponcho - Index on last page

Re: Breaking In A Stallion

Kevin, I totally agree with gmoney!
Your stories are always well worth reading & sex isn't needed in every paragraph in order to make the story
This looks like the start of yet another great tale ,,, please continue

Harry
 
Re: Seclusion

Yes .. I agree !!! THE END cums too quickly when you are enjoying a good tale !!
Once again thank you Kevin for a wonderful story

Harry
 
Re: Breaking In A Stallion

You don't know how glad I was to see this next installment! I just wish your chapters weren't so short. I anxiously await the next one!
Thank you-G
 
Re: Breaking In A Stallion

Going on nicely, Kevin
Great second chapter. Please don't leave us too long to find out how Bruno gets on in the wild !!!
Thanks

Harry
 
Re: Breaking In A Stallion

Oh! This is going good! keep going! :D
 
Re: Construction Crew

OK, now you have me fully hard!! *|* *|*
 
Re: Seclusion

Thanks for your replies and comments. All good things come to a climax or to an end.

Kevin
unoponcho
 
Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

Hans41,

It had been so long since I posted this story that I had to reread it to find out what it was about.

I'm glad that you enjoyed the story.

Kevin
unoponcho
 
Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

Awesome and very erotic! bravo!
 
Tyler’s Lucky Night

Tyler’s Lucky Night

By Kevin - unoponcho

A firm based in Indianapolis, Indiana where Tyler was an executive had been working on a business deal with a firm in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Tyler had been involved with the negotiations for over four months. He was sent to Minneapolis where after spending the morning and early afternoon the deal was finally reached and all the legal forms had been sign.

When he returned to his hotel room he checked with the airlines and because of the severe ice and snowstorms the earliest fight to return to Indianapolis that he could get was at 10:30AM the next morning. The business deal had caused him to be very tense, stressed out, as well as being horny.

He took off his tie and suit and put on a sweater and jeans and went downstairs to the bar where he plan on having a couple of drinks before going to the hotel restaurant for dinner.

While setting at the bar he and the bartender struck up a conversation.

The bartender was very friendly, with a good personality as well as being very cute and attractive. Tyler introduced himself and the bartenders name was Hank. After Tyler had finished his second drink he and Hank had talked enough that he felt comfortable in asking him if he knew a gay bar in the area where he could go and possibly find some action for the night. Hank smiled and told him that if it were not for him just coming on duty that he would like to have some action with him. Then he said that he had a Buddy that he thought that he would like and he would give him a call and see if he had plans for the evening.

Hank went to the other end of the bar where he placed a phone call. When he returned he told Tyler that his friend, Jett did not have any plans and for him to come to his condo around six o’clock. Hank had written Jett’s address and phone number and gave it to Tyler. He told Tyler that Jett lived five blocks within walking distance from the hotel but with the storm as bad as it was that he suggested that he take a taxi.

Tyler ate dinner and returned to his room where he got his coat, gloves, and cap before returning downstairs. He stood at the entrance to the hotel and looked outside. The snow was coming down so thick that he could hardly see but he spotted a taxi in front of the hotel and ran out and got in. He gave the driver the address and the driver remarked that it was just down the street but with the storm and all that he would have to drive slower than usual.

Within five minutes the taxi pulled up in front of some very expensive condos. Tyler paid the taxi driver and gave him a nice tip before he ran to the front door of the condo and rang the doorbell.

Within a minute or so the door was opened and he was greeted, “Come in and get out of that miserable weather. I assume that you are Tyler. Take off your coat and make yourself comfortable. I’m Jett.

Tyler pulled his glove off, shook Jett’s hand, and said, “It’s nice to meet you Jett.”

“Man oh man! Hank did not exaggerate when he told me you were a good-looking dude. Come in and have a seat. I have made some hot chocolate for us or I have coffee or could fix you a mixed drink. Which would you prefer?”

“Hot chocolate sounds great.”
“Coming right up.” Jett said as he disappeared into the kitchen.

Tyler was not only impressed by Jett’s manners, but also equally impressed by his physique. He could not be much taller than five foot four but was well portioned and had an innocent almost boyish face. He was dressed in a light blue sweat pants and shirt that match his sparking eyes and complimented his blond hair.

Tyler stood in front of a fire in the fireplace to warm up while he was looking around the den noticing how well and tastefully furnished it was. It was almost elegant yet caused you to be relaxed and at ease. He sat down on a leather sofa facing the fireplace and felt himself sinking comfortably into the soft cushions.

Jett came into the den carrying two steaming mugs of hot chocolate and handed one of the mugs to Tyler, and said, “There you go. Be careful it is hot. I don’t want you burning your mouth. I’ve got plans for it later.”

“Jett, this is a fantastic place you have here. It makes where I live look like a shanty.”

“Thanks. I may not be living here very long. My ex for two years skipped out on me a month ago leaving me with a lot of his bills to pay. He did leave me a diamond ring that his grandfather gave him to cover the bills. I don’t like diamonds or rings. I have no use for it and I guess that I will have to try to sell it just to pay off his bills.”

“You don’t like to wear rings?”

“No. I like other men’s jewelry but not rings. Just a minute and I will show you the ring.”

Jett leaned over and opened a drawer underneath the coffee table and got the ring and handed it to Tyler. Tyler slipped the ring on and it was a perfect fit. It had a nice sized diamond and was not set in a typical mounting but had an unusual obviously a customized design. The ring was in good taste and not at all ostentatious. Tyler admired the ring on his finger and thought that it looked great.

He held out his hand for Jett to see. “Damn. That looks a lot better on you than it did on Wayne, my ex.”

“Are you sure that this is a diamond?”

“I’m almost certain. I was with Wayne when his grandfather gave it to him. Wayne’s grandfather is very well off and would never dream of pawning off a fake diamond on his grandson as a gift.”

Tyler took off the ring and handed it back to Jett who returned it to the drawer. When Jett set back up he took the empty mug out of Tyler’s hand and put it on the coffee table beside his. He put his hand on Tyler’s crotch and leaned over, and said before he kissed Tyler on his lips, “I hope I am not rushing you. It’s just that I have not been with a man since Wayne left.”

One kiss led to another and they soon were open mouth kissing and sucking on each other’s tongues while fondling each other crotches and discovering the neither of them was wearing any underwear. Jett pulled Tyler’s sweater up and began taking turns gently biting, sucking and licking Tyler erect and sensitive nipples, armpits and navel. Tyler pulled off his sweater and Jett pulled off his sweatshirt. They continued to kiss each other while exploring each other bodies with their hands. Jett managed to undo Tyler’s jeans and pull his stiff cock out and began jacking on it. Tyler had his hand down Jett’s sweat pants and was stroking his cock, which was much larger than he expected because of Jett being such a short man.

They stopped kissing and fondling each other just long enough to take off their shoes and pants before returning to their kissing and jacking on each other’s cocks. Jett seemed to not be able to stay still for any length of time. His hands and arms were on a constant move and he kept twisting and moving his body around.

Jett got off of the sofa and had Tyler to stretch out and lay down. Tyler got his real first view of Jett’s body. His perfectly shaped uncut cock was jutting straight out and he saw his beautiful smooth rounded firm small buttocks that were made for fucking. He knew that he was in for an unforgettable night.

Jett lay down on top of Tyler and began kissing him again while he was grinding his cock against Tyler’s cock and between their bodies. Again Jett could not be still and began kissing and licking Tyler’s neck and moving down his body until he got to his cock where Jett began giving him head. Jett continued to suck and deep throat and he move around on top of Tyler so Tyler could also suck on his cock. For the first time Jett seemed content as he was administering head to Tyler and Tyler was sucking on his cock and balls. Tyler liked the way that Jett deep throated him and began to deep throat Jett every time he did it. Jett caught on to what Tyler was doing and began to deep throat him more often. Tyler grabbed a hold of Jett’s nice buns and forced him to keep his cock down his throat for longer lengths of time. He decided to tease Jett’s asshole with his fingers when he found out that his finger would easily slip inside. Jett undoubtedly had prepped his ass to be fucked before he had arrived. After the third time he inserted his finger all the way into Jett’s ass, Jett got off of Tyler and got a condom out of the same drawer that he had put the ring in. He put the condom on Tyler and climbs up on top of him and set down on his cock taking it inside him as far as it would go. He began riding Tyler’s cock, pinching his and Tyler’s nipples while loudly whining and moaning showing that he was in a state of ecstasy. Tyler tried several times to jack on Jett’s cock but Jett kept pushing his hand away. From the precum that Jett was producing and by the way he was acting Tyler realized that it would not take much to cause him to shoot off.

At Tyler’s instigation he had Jett to lie down on the sofa and on his back. Tyler got between Jett’s legs and raised them up and penetrated him again and began to fuck him. Jett lay perfectly still except he was twisting his head back and forth with his eyes closed and apparently was thoroughly enjoying being fucked. When Tyler became aware that he was close to having a climax he took a hold of Jett’s stiff cock and jerked on it a couple of times before leaning over and he and Jett were passionately kissing each other as they both had their climaxes. Jett lowered his legs down on the sofa and Tyler remained on top of him while they kissed each other and told one another how much they enjoyed having sex together.

After Tyler got off of Jett and they both stood up they looked and grinned at each other. It was a toss up as to which had the most of Jett’s cum on them.

Jett led Tyler to the bathroom where he disposed of his used condom before they got into the shower and bathe, dried off got dressed. Jett got them another mug of hot chocolate and while they were drinking Tyler asked Jett if he would mind calling a taxi for him that he had to get back to the hotel. Jett informed him that he would not call a taxi but if he absolutely need to go back to the hotel rather than spend the night with him that he would drive him in his car.

Tyler asked him how long he had known Hank. Jett said, “Prior to meeting Wayne for over a year Hank and I were fuck buddies. Actually I was in love with him but he was not ready to commit to a monogamous relationship. I decided to move on and Wayne and I became an item and moved in together. Now that Wayne is out of the picture Hank wants to try it again with me. I think that I probably am still love with him but I am not for sure if I can trust him to be faithful.”

“Why do you think that he connected us up tonight if he is serious about getting back with you?”

“He knows that you are only going to be in town for the night and does not consider you as a threat. He also knows me well enough to know that when I get horny I will look around for someone to date, and he considers that as a threat. It’s all a screw up mess and does not make a whole lot of sense.”

“Jett I do hope everything works out for you. I have enjoyed meeting you and our being together. I was all stressed out from my business ordeal today, and you have relieved me of that tension and stress. I hate for you to get out in this weather but I really need to get back to the hotel.”

“I will get my coat and we will be on our way.”

They had their coats on and Tyler asked, “May I look at that ring again. I have been wanting a ring but I can’t afford one like you have.”

“Sure! I’ll get it for you.”

Jett got the ring and Tyler slipped it on his finger. “This is a very nice ring. How much are you asking for it?”

“As I have said I have no use for the it. I believe that it is worth much more than what I am asking. Fifteen hundred will cover Wayne’s bills and that is all I want.”
“I could write you a check when we get to the hotel. Would you accept a check from me? I assure you that it want bounce. Hell my bonus from my business deal today will more than cover the cost of the ring. I do have identification and will give you my business card.”

“You bet. A check would be fine.”

“Here’s your ring. Hold onto it until I write you a check.”

“No. I trust you. Just put it back on your finger.”

They hugged and gave each other a kiss before leaving Jett’s condo.

When they back out of Jeff’s garage they discovered that it had quite snowing, the wind had died down, and there was not a cloud in the sky. Jeff parked his car in the hotel parking lot and followed Tyler up to his room. They took their coats, gloves and caps off and tossed them onto a chair. Tyler got his checkbook and wrote out a check and handed it to Jeff. Jeff did not even look at it and put it in his coat pocket.

Tyler put his arms around Jett’s neck, looked at him, and said, “Thank you.” He then kissed him.

Jett replied, “No. Thank you.” Giving Tyler a kiss.

“No. Thank you.” Tyler kissed Jett again.

“No. Thank you.” Jett kissed Tyler another time.

“No. Thank you.” Once again Tyler kissed Jett more passionately than before.

Jett returned Tyler’s kiss with and open mouth kiss and they began hugging and kissing each other as their passion for each other increased and each were getting an erection. Before long they had undress each other, turned off the lights and got in bed together. They took turns in sucking on each other’s cocks for some time before Tyler fucked Jett again for a considerable length of time. They ended up giving each other a blowjob at the same time and shooting off almost simultaneously. Neither of them said anything or attempted to move. They lay facing each other’s limp dicks and affectionately rubbed and patted each other as far as their hands could reach. Occasionally they kissed or sucked the other’s limp dick into their mouths and sucked on it for a few minutes. Eventually, after Jett made no attempt to leave they both fell asleep.

Some time during the night Tyler woke up and Jett was sucking on his cock again. He was not very far off from having a climax. He immediately began sucking Jett’s erection and it was not long before each of them was shooting off again. Neither of them made any comments and quickly went back to sleep.

It was 7:30AM when Tyler woke up. He had no idea if and when Jett had to go to work. He called room service and ordered coffee, donuts and cinnamon rolls to be sent to his room. He picked out the clothes that he was going to wear home and had begun to pack his other clothes when room service was knocking on his door. Without thinking he was stark naked when he open his door. The young man rolled the cart inside and looked over on the bed where Jett was naked and asleep. He smiled and did not linger long enough for Tyler to get some money for his tip.

Tyler put the tray on the bed and got up on the bed and set down, and said to Jett, “Wake up sleepy head. It time to rise and shine.”

Jett moaned and rolled over on his back. Tyler dipped his fingers into a glass of ice water and flicked cold water onto Jett. Jett set straight up in bed and said, “What in the hell is going on?”

“Your majesty, breakfast is being served in bed. How do you like your coffee?”

“Cream and teaspoon of sugar. Thank you.”

“Don’t start that thank you bit again. You know where that led to last night.”

“Are you having some regrets?” Jett asked with a big grin on his innocent boyish face.

“Not me! When do you have to go to work today?”

“Not until one o’clock. What time is your plane flight?”

“Supposed to be at 10:30. I will call after breakfast to find out if it is on schedule. I will need to catch a taxi and leave here about nine o’clock.”

They had been eating and drinking their coffee while they had been talking. Tyler reached over and got the telephone and called the airport and confirmed his reservations and was told the fight was on schedule.

Jett had gotten off the bed and had returned the tray to the cart while Tyler was on the phone.

He stood by the bed and asked, “I will drive you to the airport. Would you have time to fuck me again if I got you hard?”

“You are a horny son of a gun aren’t you? It will have to be a quickie.”

“I tell you what. We will combine what you need to do to get ready and have sex at the same time. While I am turning on the shower to get hot water you start packing your things. We will have sex while in the shower. When Tyler walked into the bathroom Jett was already in the shower holding Tyler’s razor and shaving soap. He also had a condom lying on the ledge in the shower. Tyler could not imagine what Jett had in mind. He got into the shower with Jett and Jett began shaving his face while Tyler was putting soap on both of them. Jett made a remark that he enjoyed shaving another man that he nor any of the men on his father’s side of the family had to shave more than once a week if that often.

As soon as he had finished shaving Tyler he squatted down and began sucking on Tyler’s cock bring it to full attention while he was pushing the bar of soap into his asshole. He put the condom onto Tyler’s erection and stood up and bent over offering his ass to Tyler to fuck him. With a combination of Tyler’s fucking motions and Jett gyrating his ass with Tyler holding on to his cock in hardly any time Tyler was shooting off. Jett stood up and Tyler continued to jack on his cock until Jett ejaculate his cum onto the shower wall and floor. They hugged and kissed each other briefly before getting out of the shower, drying off, and getting dressed. Jett assisted Tyler in finishing packing.

Tyler check out and paid his hotel bill while Jett took his luggage and put it in his car.

They arrived at the airport fifteen minutes earlier than planned. Tyler got out of the car and put his luggage down on the sidewalk. Jett rolled down his window and Tyler stuck his head inside and thanked Jett for everything.

Jett smiled and said, “That a nice looking ring you are wearing.”

Tyler smiled back at him, and said, “Thank you.”

“No. Thank you.”

“Don’t start that shit or you will cause me to miss my flight. Get the fuck out of here.”

Tyler reached over and gently and affectionately patted him on his cheek before picking up his luggage and going into the airport.

For six months Tyler had been wearing the ring. His household insurance was coming up due and he decided that he needed to have the ring appraised and have it insured. He nearly passed out when he read the appraisal. The value of the ring was in excess of $50,000.00. He felt guilty about what he had paid Jett. He was willing to sell the ring and reimburse Jett for at least half or more of what he sold it for.

Tyler had kept Jett’s address and phone number just in case he ever was back in Minneapolis. He first tried to call Jett, but the phone had been disconnected and then he sent him a certified letter, which was returned with no forwarding address. He tried calling the hotel bar, but Hank no longer worked there and they believed that he had moved out of town. Not knowing what else to do he gave up on trying to contact Jett. He was much more careful when and where he wore the ring and because it was so expensive and having felt guilty he never enjoyed wearing the ring like he had previously. Tyler could have felt that he had gotten a real bargain, but the only bargain that Tyler felt was having met and having sex with the unforgettable Jett.

The End.
 
Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

very good.....don't stop...just wish that would happen to me
 
Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

Nice indeed. Yer stories are great, thanks for posting!
 
Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

Kevin, what a wonderful way to come out !!!
Great story & worth reading again
Thanks

Harry
 
Re: Tyler’s Lucky Night

Fantastic! Thank You!
 
Re: Breaking In A Stallion

Very nice story. Once again, Thank You.
 
The Eccentric From Sweden---Johan Devlin

By Kevin - unoponcho


Note: The following story is entirely fictional. I am writing it in the first person but that in no way means that any of it is true. A lot of effort has been devoted to developing the character and background of Johan Devlin because they play a major role in the erotic portion of the story.
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Part One.

My former college room mate and good friend David Abernathy obtained a job with the North Carolina state government in Raleigh. He had rented a suite of rooms on the second floor in an old house that was both owned by and was the home of Johan Devlin.

David and I were the best of friends even though he was straight and he knew that I was gay. Any time either of us had a problem or concern, no matter what it was, we felt at ease in consulting with one another.

Two weeks after David had moved he sent me an email. In part the following is the email he wrote:


“Next Thursday I am leaving town for a two week business meeting. Would it be possible for you to come and stay at my place for a couple of days while I am gone? Words are inadequate to explain or describe the situation here. The best word to describe Johan Devlin is that I think he is eccentric. I want you to see where I am living and perhaps you will have a chance to meet or observe Johan. I want your opinion. He is without a doubt the strangest man I have ever met.

I will tell you a little bit about what I know about Johan. He earned his undergraduate degree at Chalmers University of Technology in Gothenburg, Sweden. He attended Harvard University School of Design and received his masters. For the past two years he has been a teacher in the School of Design at North Carolina State University. He is also involved in teaching classes in the Schools of Architecture, Industrial Arts, Interior Designs, and Textiles.

Shortly after arriving here in Raleigh he purchased this old two-story house that was about to be torn down. He has almost finished renovating it. You will just have to see it to believe what he has done. On the outside he has restored as it was over a hundred or so years ago, but he practically gutted most of the inside and it is very modern. He got the students and faculty of the Schools of Design, Architecture, Industrial Arts, Interior Designs, and Textiles all involved as joint class projects. He designed and the students in Industrial Arts made his very modernistic furniture. He also designed the fabrics for the upholstery and draperies and the Textile students wove the material. I think you can get the general picture.

My suite of rooms were intended to be the servant(s) quarters. I am the first and only person to rent the space. I believe that he is running short on funds and that is the reason for him to rent me the suite of rooms. The house has been ducted for air conditioning and heating but thus far he has installed the heating unit but cannot afford the air conditioning unit. Presently we are using old window units that are very unsatisfactory and in the main are not working.

A few other words have come to mind to describe Johan. He is exotic, melodramatic, artistic, talented, imaginative, intelligent, creative, innovative, motivated, charismatic, fascinating, and I understand that he is an extremely excellent and well liked teacher.”​
I returned David’s email and informed him that I would take next Monday and Tuesday off and come stay at his place. I was almost sure that David had something in mind that he had not told me. I asked him if Johan was gay, and David wrote back that he had no idea and no reason to believe that he was.

After having a very pleasant three hour drive to Raleigh and having had obtained a map on the Internet I had no difficulty in finding David’s place. It was about three o’clock when I arrived. The outside of the house looked like I had stepped back in time. It was a beautiful old house that now looked as though it was brand new. There was still a lot of work that needed to be done with the landscaping, but the house itself was gorgeous home that stood out from all the others in the neighborhood.

I found the key that David had hidden and left for me near the front door and let myself in. When I saw the interior I could not believe it. It was so modern and different from anything I had ever seen. It looked like a show room for what one might expect in hundred years from now. It was so elegant and yet had a lived in comfortable atmosphere.

Upstairs there was a long hallway with doors on each side. I went into the first door on my left; it was a large office with bookshelves, lounge chair, desk, credenza and a long worktable with David’s computer. I had recognized several personal items that I knew were David’s. There were doors connecting each room that also had doors opening up to the hallway. The next room was his bedroom. It was huge, with a king-size bed, dresser, and two overstuffed chairs and yet there still was a lot of empty space. Next to the bedroom was a huge bathroom with both a large shower and bathtub and a long counter with mirrors reaching from the top of the counter and almost to the high ceiling. Then there was the kitchen and breakfast area followed by a large den. It was not as lavish as the part I had seen downstairs, but was very clean and done out in very good taste. It was probably the nicest place of any David had ever lived in before.

It was hot and stuffy. I tried to turn on the widow units in each room but the only one that halfway worked was in the den. I opened all the doors to the hallway trying to get some fresh air. I got shorts and a T-shirt out of my bag and was in the bathroom taking a shower. The shower was open not having a curtain or door.

I had finished bathing when I looked up and saw a man standing in the doorway to the hall. My mouth must have dropped open. This man was dressed as if he were in costume to go to a fancy costume ball. He had on a loose fitting white shiny shirt or blouse that was opened down to his waist there was enough material in the sleeves to make a regular sport shirt. The blouse was gathered around the waist. He also had on a colorful vest that was open. I could see the blond hairs on his chest. His pants were loose and made from a black nylon material and were gathered around his ankles. His shoes were black patent leather with thin soles and no heels.

When I got a good look at the man himself my eyes must have bugged out. He was around six feet tall with wide shoulders, muscular neck, long blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, and his waist could not have been much more than 32”. He had a light complexion and his aquamarine blue eyes looked straight through me.

He started walking towards me with his hand outstretched. I quickly dried off my hand with a towel and shook hands with him.

“I’m Johan. You must be David’s friend that he has told me about.” Johan’s voice was a deep low bass with a heavy accent.

“Hi Johan! It’s nice to meet you. I’m embarrassed that you caught me naked.”

“Don’t think anything about it. How long do you plan on being here?”

“I’ll go back home day after tomorrow.”

“Then we are going to have a lot of opportunities to see each other undressed. I hope that I don’t embarrass you. I hate to wear clothes when I am home. David has not gotten use to me as yet, because I go naked most of the time. Why not? We should not be ashamed of our bodies.”

“You are from Sweden right?”

“Yeah! But I have not been home in a number of years.”

“I’ve never been out of the U.S. but I understand that many Europeans have a different outlook on nudity than we Americans.”

“Yes! You're right…..It’s miserably warm. Let me see if I can get some breeze circulating and then I’m going down stairs and get out of these clothes. My workshop is across the hall and I will be doing some things in there tonight. I will see you later.”

He started to leave and he turned around, and said, “Turn the shower back on and get wet and come out into the hall. I’ll show you how to get cool and dry off at the same time.”

I got wet as he instructed and followed him down the hall. As he passed a door to his workshop he would open it. When he reached the end of the hall he pulled open the draperies revealing a huge fan, six foot or more in diameter, facing outside, which he turned on. He put his hands around my waist and guided me so that I was standing in front of the fan. I could feel the air being pulled all around me. He slapped me on the rear and told me that he would see me later. Before he had left the second floor he had gone through every room and opened the outside window so the huge fan was pulling more cool air through the upstairs. Within minutes the temperature must have dropped at least ten degrees.

As I stood in front of the fan I thought about Johan. I was expecting a much older man, but Johan was only twenty-six or twenty-seven and was just a couple years older than David and I. I wondered about the clothes that he was wearing and was curious as to if he wore them while teaching his classes. They reminded me of photos of costumes that I had seen but there were hints indicating a variety of different ethnic origins. Perhaps an influence of Turkey, Spain, Holland, as well as Sweden. I had been given no clue as whether Johan might possibly be gay. On some men the clothes that Johan had worn would have appeared effeminate, but certainly not on Johan. He would have looked masculine no matter what he wore.

After I had cooled and dried off I headed back up the hallway. I glanced into Johan’s workshop and there was a drawing table, stool, and filing cabinets in one area where I guessed was where Johan drew out his designs or what ever. Then there was a long worktable with bolts of material behind it and what appeared to be two sewing machines. There was one area that had spotlights on stands, a platform with a full-length mirror on the wall behind it, and art easels. The workshop was cluttered with boxes and other unknown items stacked around.

From what Johan had said I suspected that when he returned to work in his workshop that he most likely would be nude. Thus far I had been lucky and had not gotten a hard-on. I went into David’s bedroom and got a jock strap and put it on under my shorts.

I had found a frozen pizza in David’s deep-freeze and fixed it for dinner and was seated at the table eating when Johan appeared in the doorway as naked as the day he was born. He leaned up against the doorfacing, crossed his legs, and had his arms folded across his chest. I have seen some beautiful men in my life but nothing like Johan. Everything about him was as near perfect as you could get. He was so much better looking in the nude than when he was dressed. Nicely formed chest, neck, arms, stomach, small waist, long muscular legs, and his uncut four-inch thick penis hanging over a neat pair of balls. With the exception of the light coating of blond hair on his chest and his trimmed blond pubic hairs his body was smooth and hairless. I could not help myself and my dick got as hard as a rock.

I was obviously starring at his crotch when he said, “If you would like, after you have finished eating, come over to my workshop and we can talk while I am working?”

Without taking my eyes off of his dick, I replied, “I’ll do that. I will be over shortly.”

He turned around and walked across the hall to his workshop. Now I have also seen some beautiful buttocks before, but again nothing like his. They were also muscular and as he walked they seemed to rock back and forth in sequence to the swaying of his ponytail. So far as I was concerned he reeked with sex appeal.

When he got inside his workshop he set down behind a sewing machine facing me and started sewing. My dick was so hard that I was not for sure if it would ever go down. While Johan was concentrating on what he was sewing I jumped up and turned my back to him while I cleaned up the kitchen. I knew that if Johan was gay that he would have been an idiot if he had not noticed me starring at his dick and focusing my eyes on his naked body.

When I went in he told me to pull up a chair a set down. I moved the chair across from him and the sewing machine and purposely placed it so that he could not see my crotch, just in case I got another hard-on.

I set down and asked him, “What are you working on?”

He glanced up and looked at me momentarily and continued sewing, and said, “I make my own clothes. I help out with the designs on some of the fabrics that the students use in making fabrics in the Textile Department at the University. They in turn give me some of the materials that they make. I guess that I am what some people would consider as a nonconformist.” Johan paused for a moment while he clipped some loose threads that was on the garment that he was sewing, then continued, “I cannot stand wearing uncomfortable clothes like most Americans wear. I do not understand why men have to wear suits and ties. I design and make my clothes so they are comfortable to wear. I know people laugh at me and talk behind my back, but I don’t care. They can wear their conventional suits or tuxedos and if they don’t like what I have on then it is their problem not mine. All I spend on my clothes is for spools of thread, elastic and my time.”

As I listened to Johan I was fascinated by not only his low bass voice and heavy accent but in what he was saying and the enthusiasm and significance of what he was saying. He told me about his wide interests and how he though he was fortunate to be in the U.S. and teaching. He explained that he had brilliant talented students who were studying architecture, engineering, art, interior decorating, etc., in his classes.

While he was talking to me he had the sewing machine going at full speed and was twisting and turning the white silky fabric as he sewed. He would finish one seam and then start on another one.

He caught me off guard when he said, “The only thing I dislike about teaching is the damn females that have no talent and who only enrol for my classes because they want to have sex with me. I never have sex with anyone connected to the University and especially with females.”

After he made this statement he tossed the garments that he had been sewing into my lap and asked me to model them for him so he could see how they fit. I got up and turned my back to him before taking off my shorts.

I started to put on the pants, and Johan said, “Oh no! Take your jock strap off. You don’t wear underwear with the clothes that I make.”

I turned my head to look at him and he had gotten up and was turning on spotlights and moving them around the platform. I slipped on the pants and blouse. The material was so light and the clothes were so loose that I felt as though I was naked. As I walked over where Johan was I knew that if I looked at his naked body that I would get a hard-on. I concentrated on not looking in his direction. He had me stand up on the platform facing the mirror. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and marvelled at how nice the clothes fit and showed off my physique to its best advantage. I felt him adjust the elastic around the bottom of the pants checking each ankle. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on something else praying not to get an erection if he touched me again. He checked the seams on the inside of my legs up to my crutch and then the seams up the crack of my butt. By this time my cock was hard and sticking straight out.

He reached around me and stroked my cock through the fabric several times and said, “You are much larger than I had imagined, but you still have enough room. He continued and adjusted the waist band around my stomach, the elastic at the base of the blouse, and then got on the platform standing behind me, put his arms around me looking into the mirror and checked on how the blouse fit in front. I could feel him breathing heavily on the back of my neck and I could feel his hard cock touching my butt.

As he stepped back and off of the platform he said, “Don’t move. I will be right back.”

I watched him in the mirror as he walked over to his drawing table and picked up something and returned to the platform. I could only get a glimpse of his hard cock that was sticking straight out in front of him. I was so hot by this time that I could only hope that he would fuck me with his huge dick. He asked me to turn around and face him. As I turned around my erection almost hit him in the face. He took a hold of it and held it up to my stomach and with his other hand he began sketching something on to the right leg of the pants. Then he had me step down off of the platform and he stood in front of me and began sketching something onto the collar of the blouse. As he was drawing he twisted his hips back and forth causing our cocks to hit each other. I started to take a hold of his cock but he pushed my hand away.


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When he finished with his sketches he asked me if I would mind modeling for him in the nude. By this time I had lost all inhibitions and got back up on the platform and removed the clothes, which he took and laid down on the other sewing machine. When he returned in front of the platform he had a bottle of oil.

After adjusting the spotlights and turned off several of them he looked directly at me, and said, “It is a privilege for me to have the opportunity to feast my eyes on such a magnificent specimen of a man as you. I hope that you will indulge me by letting me examine and view your body. I want to remember how you look and perhaps one day I can capture your image either in a painting or sculpture.”

“Johan. What are you talking about? If you are looking for a model for a painting or sculpture you should use your own body as an image. I have never seen a man that is as nice looking as you are.”

“Ah, come off of it. On a scale l to 10 you are a 9.9 and I maybe a 5.0.”

I was going to argue with him but he took a hold of my dick and stroked it several times before he started to rub down my body with oil. I looked at him while he was applying the oil. He had his eyes closed and it reminded me of a blind person feeling another person’s face to get an idea how they looked. Once he had covered my body with oil and had felt or touched every square inch he backed off four or five feet and starred at me looking me over from my feet to my head. He had me to slowly turn around so he could see me from different perspectives.

I looked at him and our eyes locked. His blue eyes seem to be piercing into my soul. He broke eye contact, sighed real big, and stepped up in front of me. He put his arms around me and gripped my buttocks pulling me forward as he opened his mouth and swallowed my cock down his throat where it remained for several moments before he backed away and looked at me for a short time and then stepped back up and deep throated me again. He repeated this for four or five more times and I could not help from ejaculating my load of cum down his throat.

He backed away from me and would not look in my direction. I got off of the platform and started to kneel down in front of him to give him a blowjob, but he grabbed me under my arms and pulled me back up.

“Go take a shower and get that oil off of you, and then come back and I will have some thing to show you.”

As I was leaving he set down behind the other sewing machine still having an erection. After taking a shower I did not think that it was necessary for me to put on any clothes. When I returned he had the blouse and pants spread out on the worktable along with a vest. He had embroidered my initials both on the leg of the pants and collar of the blouses. The initials were surrounded by embroidered, different colors of brown roses with the out line of small green leaves. The front of the vest was more elaborately embroidered with larger different colors of brown roses. The outfit could have been unisex except for the plunging neckline to the waist would have been too revealing and would have exposed the female’s breast.

By him having embroidered my initials on the garment I knew that he intended it for me. I had no idea when or if I would ever wear such an outfit, but I was very honored by his thoughtfulness. I hugged him around the neck and was going to kiss him, but he backed away. I quickly put on the outfit and climbed back onto the platform and admired myself in the mirror. He stood behind me also looking into the mirror. I could see that he was proud of his handiwork and I was proud to be wearing his creations.

He helped me off of the platform, and said, “Would it be too presumptuous of me to ask you to sleep with me tonight? I do have two window units in my bedroom that work and it would be much cooler than David’s bedroom.”

“What do you mean by being too presumptuous? Hell man. It would be a honor for me to sleep with you.”

“I just did not know if you would be willing to be with a strange foolish person like myself.”

I put my arm around his waist and hugged him. He put his arm around my shoulder and we turned out the lights as we headed downstairs. We had made a detour and I had picked up my toilet kit from David’s bedroom.

When we entered his bedroom my breath was taken away. It was not only cooler but the décor was something out of this world. The king-size bed was suspended from the ceiling. It was not in the middle of the room but had walking space completely around the bed. There were four chains that were covered in fabric one at each corner of the bed going to the ceiling. There was a canopy above the bed that was made from the same fabric design that was on bedspread, covering the chains, draperies and the upholstery of two chairs and a couch. The sheers in the window were the same fabric that he had used to make my pants and blouse. The lamp looked like a sculpture or art piece and there were modern weird shape colored glass vases and containers both on the dresser and bathroom counter.

Johan took a quick shower while I got undressed and waited for him to come out of the bathroom. I took my toilet kit and went into the bathroom where I brushed my teeth and then applied KY up my rear with the hopes that I could entice Johan to fuck me. When I came out of the bathroom he had removed the bedspread and was propped up in bed waiting for me. I climb onto the bed, lay down beside him and was surprise to feel the bed gently swinging. He rolled over on his side and reached over and turned out the lamp and then return to lying on his back. While he was turning off the lamp I slipped a condom under my pillow that I had brought to bed with me.

I rolled over on my side and got close to him. He flinched but did not say anything when I put my hand on his chest. For several minutes I ran my fingers through the hair on his chest and over his nipples. He softly moaned. I then ran my fingers over his face like he had done to me earlier. I circled his mouth and lips with one of my fingers, and he took a hold of my hand and kissed it. For the next ten or so minutes I explored his upper torso with my fingers as he lay perfectly still. Then he took a hold of my hand and placed it on his cock as if to give me permission to touch it. I stroked it and he quietly moaned showing me that he was appreciating the attention I was giving him. I moved so I could give him head and when I got his cock into my mouth he took a hold of my head with both hands and made a half hearted attempt to stop me. I ignored his protest and began to eagerly suck and deep throat his cock. Before long I felt his hand on my butt and he was pulling me towards his head. Knowing that he wanted to suck my cock I moved so he could do so while I continued to suck on his.

Just the slight movement of us pleasuring each other with our mouths was causing the bed to swing back and forth. I was even more determined that I wanted Johan to fuck me partially to learn how much more the bed would swing. I had deep throated Johan several times in a row and while doing so I reached and got the condom from under my pillow. Without saying anything to Johan I put the condom on his erection and moved so I was on top of him. I set down on his cock forcing it all the way inside me. As I began to ride his cock the bed began to swing more. At first Johan didn’t hardly move and suddenly he began to slowly fuck me. I leaned over and was going to kiss him, but he turned his head away. I kissed him on his cheek and lay my head down on his chests while he fucked me.

After I had set back up and was pumping myself up and down on his erection he indicated that he wanted to change positions. He had me get on my hands and knees and got behind me and vigorously fucked me for a considerable amount of time before he had me lay down on my back and fucked me in that position for a long period of time.

He suddenly pulled out of me, got off the bed and went into the bathroom. When he returned he had a condom that he put on me. He had both of us to get off of the bed. He leaned over the edge of the bed exposing his ass for me to fuck. Normally I am not a top, but his beautiful butt was a turn on and before long I had my cock inside him and began to fuck him. What transpired in the next thirty minutes were the most pleasure and satisfying sex that either of us had ever experienced before. Johan lay down on the bed with his rear hanging off. He spread out his legs and as I was fucking him the bed began to swing back and forth. My hard dick was moving in and out of Johan’s ass in rhythm to the swinging of the bed which Johan to some extent control the movement of the bed with his feet and legs. All that I had to do was to stand there and as the bed caused Johan’s ass to swing towards me I would jam my cock into him as far as it would go. Johan had been jerking on his cock and when both of us were nearing the peak he caused the swinging of the bed to become more rapid. After he shot off his load I had my ejaculation deep inside his ass.

I went into the bathroom and disposed of my condom and when I returned to the bed Johan was lying on his back and had his arm spread out for me to lie down on. He pulled me over towards him and planted a juicy kiss on my lips and hugged me so tight that I could hardly move.

He said, “I have something to tell you. That was the first time I have been able to ejaculate in over a year and half. I have been to several doctors and none of them know the cause of my problem. They told me that it could be a sign of early stages of diabetes, or it could be my prostrate, or even it could be all psychological. I just want you to know and tell you how much I appreciate your getting me off.”

“Oh my God! Johan I don’t know what to say. Is that the reason that you would not let me touch you earlier tonight?”

“Yes it is. It would be embarrassing for me to let you give me head and for me to not be able to shoot off. I can only hope that my problem is now over.”

“I hope so too. Look! Anytime while I am here and you want me to try and get you off just let me know. Frankly I would not mind sucking on your cock or having some form of sex with you for hours on end as long as you're receiving some pleasure from it. If you can’t cum I will understand.”

“Thanks. You don’t know what that means to me, and you can’t imagine how much I appreciate what you did for me tonight. What are your plans for tomorrow and tomorrow night?”

“No plans.”

“I have classes until four o’clock. Would you go out for dinner with me and then we can have all night together. I don’t have any classes day after tomorrow.”

“You have yourself a date. Now I want to know if when you decided to suspend your bed if you had any idea about the advantages it would provide when having sex on it?”

“No I didn’t. That was something else wasn’t it?”

“You bet. You had best get a patent on it. I believe that the idea will catch on. In addition to having sexual benefits it is rocking me to sleep.”

Johan kissed me again and told me goodnight. I fell asleep with him holding me close to him.

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I woke up when Johan was getting out of the bed. We said good morning to each other and I set up in bed and watched him take his shower, shampoo his hair, shave, and combed his hair back and put it into a ponytail. When he came back into the bedroom he opened his closet door and selected the blouse, pants, and vest that he was going to wear and tossed them onto the bed along with his shoes. He stood at the foot of the bed and I watched him get dressed. His blouse, vest and pants were made the same way that he had made mine and the ones he had worn the day before except he had used the same material that was on the front of his vest and made the cuffs on the sleeves of his blouse and had sewed a three inch band of the material around the bottom of his pants. After he had gotten dressed he walked around the bed and leaned over and kissed me.

“Make yourself at home. I will see you shortly after four o’clock. You can stay here in the bedroom where it is cool if you would like.”

He walked back around the bed and picked up one of my feet and tickled the bottom of my foot causing me to squirm. Then he kissed the bottom of my foot before dropping it back on the bed. I motioned for him to come to the side of the bed and turn around, which he did. I ran my finger up and down the crack of his ass.

“You’re not wearing any underwear?”

He turned around and grinned at me, and said, “I don’t even own any underwear” as he walked out of the room.

Shortly after Johan had left I got up and made up the bed and used his bathroom. I got the blouse, pants and vest that Johan had made and given to me and tossed them over my shoulders. While stark naked which I was not accustomed to I walked around looking at the various pieces of furniture, wall hangs, sculptures, and other art pieces that Johan had on the ground floor. I even set down in some of the chairs that looked like they would be very uncomfortable but found out that they were the most comfortable chairs and couches that I had ever set on.

When I got upstairs I laid out the blouse, vest and pants on David’s bed and admired the artistic embroider work that Johan had done in such a short time. After having a healthy breakfast consisting of a coke and piece of toast covered with butter and jelly I went across the hall and snooped in Johan’s workshop. I found sketches of designs for buildings, homes, furniture, designs of all kinds of things, even bridges. There was no doubt that Johan was the most talent person that I had ever known. I also noticed that he had several stacks of material some of which was heavy material for winter that he had cut out and was ready to sew to make more vest, blouses, and pants.

I kept thinking about Johan all day and imagining the frustration and anguish that he must have endured by not being able to ejaculate. I could not help but look forward to see if I could get him to shoot off again. Every time I thought about him I would get an erection. Around three o’clock I looked through the clothes that I had brought with me trying to decide what I would wear when we went out for dinner. It suddenly came to me that there was no reason that I shouldn’t wear the blouse, vest, and pants that he had made me. I would never see the people again that we would run into so why not? I found a pair of David’s sandals that I could wear that would go with the outfit.

I had shaved, taken my shower, and was standing in front of the fan at the end of the hallway hypnotized by watching the blades of the fan turn and the sound of the loud motor. I felt arms and hands reaching around my waist taking hold of my dick and balls, and being kissed on the back of my neck and I could feel Johan naked body and erection pressed up against my buttocks and back.

I turned around and put my arms around him giving him a hug.

He said, “I gave my last class a project to turn in at their next class day after tomorrow. I told them that they could use the rest of the class period to work on the project and dismissed them. It all was for selfish reasons. I wanted to come home and be with you.”

He hugged me again before kneeling down and began sucking on my dick. I must have been hornier and more aroused than I thought. In a short time I was shooting off while Johan was deep throating me. He stood up and kissed me. I could taste some of my cum that was still in his mouth. I knelt down and went down on him. He took a hold of my head and as I increased my bobbing my head back and forth on his cock he began to fuck my mouth. I put my arms around him and took a hold of the cheeks of his ass and encouraged him to fuck me in the mouth harder and faster. He began twisting his ass around as he was fucking my mouth and I was having difficulty in holding on to his ass cheeks. I felt something hard and it dawn on me that Johan had a buttplug up his asshole. I did not ever say anything about it but I assumed that the buttplug was stimulating his prostrate and he was using it to help him reach a climax. In his low bass guttural voice he began to mumble something. I could not tell if he was saying something in his native language or if he were talking to himself, but moments later he shot off a huge load with his cock all the way in my mouth and down my throat. He kept a tight hold on my head and left his cock down my throat for a good length of time while he was recovering his breath and coming down from his sexual heights of pleasure.

He back away pulling his cock out of my mouth and reached down putting his hands under my armpits pulling me up so I was standing. We looked into each other’s eyes and I could see tears of joy trickling down his cheeks. We wrapped our arms around each other and held on to one another for a long time.

He backed away and looked directly at me, and asked, “Would you mind if we went to dinner early? I have not eaten all day and am starving.”

“Sure, that’s fine with me.”

“How long will it take you to get dressed?” He asked.

“Not as long as it will take you.”

“We will see about that. I’ll meet you down stairs.”

We both took off running. I ran into David’s room putting on the pants and slipping on the sandals while pulling the blouse on. I picked up the vest and was running down the stairs putting on the vest. I went into the den and set down pretending that I had been there for a long time when Johan came out of his bedroom still putting on his blouse and holding onto his vest. He looked at me sprawled out on a chair in the den and saw what I was wearing and broke out laughing.

“I don’t believe it. I have made a nonconformist out of an American. Are you serious about going out to dinner dressed like that?”

“Hey man. And without any underwear.”

We went to a very nice restaurant. When we walked in some of the people starred at us, some smiled, some snickered, some frowned, and some turned their heads in disgust. I had never been the center of attention before and I was in my heyday. I pranced behind Johan as we were going to our table. Johan must have been used to it. He was oblivious to everything that was going on.

After we had finished eating we were standing at the cashiers counter and Johan was paying the bill. Some man walked up to me, and said, “You boys must be with the circus that is in town. What kind of act do you do?”

With a straight face I replied, “We do acrobatics on a swinging bed.”

Johan cracked up and was laughing so hard that he could not say anything. He put his arm around my shoulder and quickly led me outside. When we got outside he stopped and looked at me and started laughing again.

He drove me around and showed me the N.C. State campus and the building where he taught his classes and had his office. After giving me a tour he drove me down town and showed me the state capital and the building where David worked. The sun was going down when we got back to Johan’s house.

As we were walking to the front door Johan asked, “Are you up to doing some acrobatics on the swinging bed?”

“I think I can get it up. How about you?”

“Hey! I’m a new man. Now that I have a full stomach I am ready to go. Just look at this.” Johan’s dick was fully erect and was tenting his pants.

As we were going to Johan’s bedroom we were taking off our clothes. Johan went into the bathroom and got several condoms and lubrication while I took off the bedspread. We got onto the bed and began sucking on each other at the same time. Eventually we both fucked each other using the bed as we had done the night before. Johan had a climax while he was fucking me and I had one while fucking him.

After getting back on the bed we talked awhile. Johan wanted to know more about David’s and my friendship and what I did professionally. Johan told me a little about his life and about Sweden. I told Johan that I would be getting up early and head back home so I could report to work for the afternoon. While we were talking occasionally we would play with each other’s dicks and suck on them even though they were soft.

Our dicks began to come back to life about the same time. We moved so we could perform oral sex on each other. After changing positions several times each of us shot off again exhausting our reserve of cum. Johan fell asleep almost immediately and the last thing I remember before I fell asleep was thinking that I had just had sex and was sleeping with the most beautiful man on the planet.

A week later after David had returned from his business trip we exchanged emails at which time David confessed that he had a suspicion that Johan might be gay and that was the reason he wanted me to meet him.

Two month later I received lengthy email from David. In part he wrote:

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“I’m going to have to find another place to live.

Johan has resigned and is no longer a teacher at N.C. State. He left yesterday to go back to Sweden where he will be teaching at Chalmers University of Technology in Goteborg where he earned his bachelors degree.

I don’t know what all happened, but from what Johan told me was that N. C. State promoted one of the School of Design’s faculty to become the new Head of the School of Design. The first thing that the new Head did was to call Johan in and told him that he was either going to have to conform and wear coats and ties or he would be fired. Johan gave his four week notice and informed the new Head that he had more than four weeks vacation due him and that he would not be back.

The same day he turned in his resignation he made several phone calls to different universities including Chalmers and was offered teaching positions. Johan elected to return home and begin teaching at Chalmers in two weeks with the understanding that he would not have to abide by any dress codes.

He contacted a realtor and placed his house on the market, and he has arranged for a mover to pack and ship his things to Sweden. He sold his car to one of his former students the day before he left.

I can stay in the house rent-free until it is sold. I would like to buy the house, but right now I cannot afford it.”

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The End.​
 
Re: The Eccentric From Sweden---Johan Devlin

wow, that all i have to said, the story is good, and u make me horny!! lol
 
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