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Kevin,

A very wonderful and moving story....hopefully by someone reading this it will save a life. You are very talented and please continue to right.

 

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Going To Hell For Being Gay

Going To Hell For Being Gay

By Kevin – unoponcho

Tom could not remember when he had not been a member of a local protestant church. It was a charismatic and very conservative church that he and his parents had always belonged to and had been active and supported. At the age of twenty-two Tom was still very active in the church activities even though his parents were now deceased. He was always volunteering to do things for the church even though there were a number of things that he began to question in his mind and things that he disagreed with in the churches doctrine.

The minister’s name was Patrick O’Brien. He was around fifty years old and had been minister of the church for a little over three years. Patrick O’Brien had the respect of the members of the church, but none of the members ever felt like they knew him or felt close to him. Mr. O’Brien did do a lot of counseling even though he had never had any formal training as a counselor. In fact no one was for sure how much formal education that Mr. O’Brien did have. Neither a college education nor even a high school education was required for a minister by this particular protestant denomination. His wife was very quiet and shy and always made a point to stay in the background and never socialized with anyone. Not to be rude, but Mrs. O’Brien was homely and her personal hygiene had a lot to be desired.

Tom was involved with a project, which he needed to talk about with the minister. He went to Mr. O’Brien’s office and found a number of people outside waiting to see him. Tom took a seat and was going to wait his turn to talk to Mr. O’Brien.

Tom had not been there long when Rex McCormick came out of Mr. O’Brien’s office sobbing with tears running down his face and obviously extremely upset. Rex ran past everyone in the outer office and was running and stumbling down the hall towards the sanctuary.

Tom had known Rex all his life. Rex was eighteen and had just graduated from high school. Tom went to school with one of Rex’s older sisters and he knew Mr. and Mrs. McCormick who were members of the church.

When Tom saw the emotional state that Rex was in, he was very concern and got up and followed Rex. When he caught up with Rex, he was in the sanctuary kneeling at the alter crying and praying. Tom knelt down at the alter with Rex, and put his arm around his shoulders and asked him what was wrong. Rex jerked away from him.

He mumbled, “Don’t come near me. I am unfit to be touched. Mr. O’Brien says that I am going to hell.”

Tom asked, “What are you talking about? Mr. O’Brien does not know if you are going to hell or not.”

“Mr. O’Brien has excommunicated me from the church. He has talked to my parents and they have disowned me. I don’t know what I am going to do.”

Tom got up and helped Rex to his feet and told him that they were going to go and have a long talk. Tom had a hold of Rex’s arm and ushered him out of the church and got Rex into his car. As Tom was driving out of the church’s parking lot, he asked Rex if he was hungry. Rex nodded that he was. Tom drove to a nearby Dairy Queen drive thru and ordered drinks and food for both of them. Then Tom drove them out of town, which only took them a few minutes. He pulled off of the road onto a dirt road that went down close to a river, and parked the car. Rex was still upset and had not said anything. After they finished eating, Tom asked Rex just exactly what was going on.

Rex scooted down in the seat of the car, and laid his head back on the seat. He looked at Tom for a short time, and said, “Tom, I have committed such a terrible sin, and Mr. O’Brien told me that God will never forgive me.”

“Rex, I going to stop you before you say anything more. Mr. O’Brien had no right to tell you that. Mr. O’Brien does not know what God will or will not forgive. We all have committed sins including Mr. O’Brien. Just what terrible sin does Mr. O’Brien believe that you have committed?”

He replied, “I don’t guess it matters anymore. Tonight at church Mr. O’Brien is going to tell everyone about me during his Wednesday night sermon. I met a fellow at one of our out of town baseball games while in high school. He comes here ever so often and we have been having sex together in his car. Someone saw us and reported it to Mr. O’Brien. He called me into his office this afternoon and confronted me with it. I did not want to lie and I told him the truth. He called my parents and told them. My parents told Mr. O’Brien to tell me that I was never to come home again. He told me that I was no longer welcome in the church and that I was dome to go to hell because I was a homosexual.”

Tom reached over and took a hold of Rex’s hand, and said, “Rex, we are going to face this thing together. Give me a little time and I’m sure that we can figure out what to do. You are going to come home with me. Trust me and I am going to stick by you and take care of you. In the mean time, are your parents at home now?”

Rex replied, “No. They are both at work.”

“Good! We are going to your house and you pack up everything that is yours, and then we will go to my house and figure out what to do next.”

Rex retrieved his clothes and his personal things that he wanted and put them in Tom’s car. They went to Tom’s house and talked for sometime. The more they talked the more determined Tom became in taking drastic measures, which had been in the back of his mind for sometime. He asked Rex if he had any objections to leaving their community and moving to the Big City or what Mr. O’Brien always called Sin City. Rex had no objections, and said that he had been wanting to leave town for a long time. Tom told Rex that he had been offered a job, which he had been considering, and could help Rex find a job. They decided that the next morning that they would rent a trailer and pack up and leave the next day. Tom told Rex that there was one thing that he wanted to do before leaving town. He asked Rex to go with him.

They went to the church and sat in the car in the parking lot and waited until the Wednesday night church services had began. Rex and Tom went into the church and sat on the back pew. Tom waited until Mr. O’Brien got up and stood behind the pulpit to give his sermon.

Tom stood up and asked Mr. O’Brien, “Sir! In the past when a member of the church wanted to confess his sins or had something to say, you permitted them to do so. I would appreciate the opportunity to say something?”

Mr. O’Brien was in no position to deny Tom the opportunity to speak, and asked him to come forward.

Tom stood behind the pulpit, and said, “Ladies and Gentlemen. As most of you know, my deceased parents and I are and were members of this church. I have been a member all of my life. I have tithe more than ten percent of my income, which I really could not afford. I have served the church in every way that I could. Now, with that being said, I am a sinner like everyone else. I have prayed for my sins to be forgiven as many of you have. Mr. O’Brien, I have a question that I would like to ask you. In your opinion, in the bible which sin is mention the most, committing adultery or being a homosexual?”

Mr. O’Brien replied, “Adultery of course.”

“Mr. O’Brien, for several years I have been straddling the fence trying to make up my mind as to which side I wanted to get off. Today, you did something, which helped me make up my mind. Mr. O’Brien. My father died six months ago. Before he died he told me about a minister that committed adultery and got an eighteen-year-old girl pregnant who was a member of his church. As a results, the girl committed suicide. Before I tell everyone who that minister was, I am going to tell you about the decision that I have made about my being on the fence. The first thing that I decided was that tomorrow I am moving out of this narrow mind town and I no longer want to be a member of this church. The other decision that I have been struggling with for the last couple of years and I have never acted on was about my sex life. I have decided that I am going to pursue my tendencies and desires to be a homosexual. Mr. O’Brien, you told Rex McCormick today that he was going to hell for being a homosexual. If Rex and I do go to hell, I’m sure we will see you there because while you were a minister in Baxter you committed adultery and was responsible for getting Mary Barker pregnant resulting in her committing suicide. May God bless all of you.”

You could have heard a pin drop when Tom and Rex exited the church.

Tom and Rex moved to the Big City. They found a place to live. Tom went to work right away. Rex found a good job a few days later. Tom had insisted that even though he and Rex were sexually attracted to each other that they not have sex until they had lived together for a least a month and had a chance to get to know each other, and to see if they were compatible.

Being very religious, they began to search for a church to join. The third Sunday that they were there, they found both a church and a minister that they liked. The church was a different denomination that was closer to their beliefs. They met with the minister whose name was Reverend Joe Jackson. They told Reverend Jackson that they believed that they were gay. Reverend Jackson assured them that they would be welcomed into the church that had a number of gay members all ready. They talked to the Reverend about the possibility of him conducting some kind of a ceremony in which he would ask the Lord to bless their union as a gay couple. They set the date for the short ceremony for the following Friday at 7:00PM.

Tom’s idea of reframing from having sex for a month created more of a problem for Rex than it did for Tom. Shortly after they moved in together, Rex decided that the only way he could restrain from making advances towards Tom was for him to sleep on the sofa instead of in the same bed with Tom. They both spent time in the bathroom or in privacy and masturbated to relieve their sexual tensions, and both were aware that the other was doing so. Their friendship grew closer each day and they were showing their love for each other by hissing, hugging, and doing things to make each other happy. They spent hours getting to know each other.

They were looking forward towards making their commitment to each other. When Friday arrived dressed in their best suit and tie, Reverend Jackson conducted a very short but nice ceremony in lieu of a marriage ceremony. Rex and Tom exchanged vows, kisses and rings while at the alter in the main sanctuary of the church. Before they left, the Reverend reminded them that they were to be a church Sunday morning when he would introduce them to the congregation as new members of the church.

Tom and Rex originally had planned on going out for dinner after the ceremony, but that plan was mutually abandoned.

As they were driving home, Rex said, “I have bought enough groceries for the weekend, and there is no reason to leave our apartment. The entire weekend is going to be our honeymoon. By Monday morning, both of us may be bow legged.”

As soon as they got to the apartment and got out of the car, it was like they were having a race to see who could get undressed the first and get on the bed. Not ever having had sex with anyone before, Tom was a little apprehensive and nervous for a short time, but not to the extent that kept him from having an erection. He knew Rex well enough that he was depending on him to guide and teach him what he knew about the ways of providing each other pleasure.

Rex did not hesitate in being the aggressive one. He jumped in bed and got on top of Tom. They started kissing and making love to each other. Tom could not wait to take a hold of Rex’s cock and experience touching another male’s privates for the first time.

Rex began kissing Tom on his cheeks and working his way down his body. This was something new to Rex as well. Rex’s sexual experiences had been limited to mutual masturbation and exchanging quick blowjobs in his friend’s car. Being in bed provided space that was not cramped and the freedom that he had never known before while having sex.

Once Rex had kissed his way down to Tom’s erection, he took some time just looking and marveling Tom’s big eight-inch cock that was standing straight up at attention. He took a hold of it and stroked it several times looking at the precum coming out of Tom’s piss hole. He licked it off, which caused Tom to softly cry out and moan. When he took the head of Tom’s cock into his warm wet mouth, Tom’s crying out and moaning began to become louder. He began pumping his head up and down slowly taking more of Tom’s cock into his mouth.

“Ohhhh Rex, I never had any idea that it would feel this wonderful.”

Rex then swallowed Tom’s entire dick down his throat. Tom quickly stopped moaning and took in a deep breath and held it as long as he could, and then said, “Ohhhh mmmyyyy! That feels so great.”

Rex moved so that Tom could reach his cock and encouraged Tom to hold or stroke it while he continued to give head to him. He began to increase his momentum and was deep throating and pumping up and down on Tom’s cock. Without realizing it, Tom was increasing his stroking motions on Rex’s cock. When Tom began to feel the intensity and feeling the urge that he was about to ejaculate, he let go of Rex’s cock and put his hands around Rex’s head making an effort to pull his head off of his cock.

He said, “I’m getting close. I’m about to shoot off.”

Rex resisted Tom’s effort to pull his head up off of him. He began deep throating him over and over and over until Tom could not help but shoot off into his throat. Tom was amazed by both the delightful climax that he had just had, and by the fact that Rex let him shoot off into his mouth. Tom had heard the expression of “going all the way”, but he had no idea that anyone would let someone shoot off into his mouth and throat.

“WOW! I never felt anything like that before. Rex, I love you.”

Rex sucked on Tom’s cock until he had drained him of all his precious nectar. Then he moved so he could kiss Tom on his lips. By this time Tom had recovered from his very gratifying climax. They hugged and hissed each other for some time before Tom wanted to try to give Rex’s as much pleasure as he had given him.

Tom was enthusiastic and eager to try to suck Rex off. He had Rex lay down on his back. He began to explorer Rex’s body with his hands. He found that this was both sensuous to him as well as Rex. Like Rex had done, he took a few minutes to examine Rex’s big piece of manhood. He anticipated that sucking Rex’s would be gross, but he was surprise by how much he enjoyed the feeling of his cock in his mouth. He even liked the taste of the precum that Rex’s cock was secreting. He learned very soon that he could deep throat him with little or no difficulty. He was beginning to set up a regular rhythm and was pleased by his accomplishments that he had learn and surprised by how much he actually enjoyed sucking Rex’s big cock.

Rex stopped him for a few moments and had Tom to straddle him so he could suck Tom’s newly obtained erection while Tom continued to suck him off. The slurping, moaning and groaning noises that they were making could have been heard through out the apartment. The excitement and pleasures that Tom was causing Rex began to make him aware that his climax was not far away. Rex thought that Tom was also getting close to shooting off again. He grabbed a hold of Tom’s hips and pulled him down and encouraged Tom to fuck him in his mouth while Tom continued to suck him off. As Tom began to get closer he both speeded up his fucking momentum and well as his sucking movements. Rex held off as long as he could, and by loudly moaning with Tom’s cock still in his mouth, he conveyed the fact to Tom that he was nearing an ejaculation. Tom was forewarned and to his surprise he had no trouble in receiving and swallowing Rex’s abundant creamy cum. Rex had just had his climax, when Tom began shooting off his second load while his eight inches was buried down Rex’s throat.

Tom rolled off of Rex and lay down beside him. They kissed each other lay beside each other in silence for a good length of time. They talked while holding or playing with each other’s spent dicks for thirty minutes or so before they decided to get up and fix sandwiches for their dinner. They did not bother to even put on their underwear and went to the kitchen.

When they finished eating, they went into the den and sat down on the couch. Tom had sat down with his legs on the couch and Rex sat down between Tom’s legs and lay back on Tom’s chest. They snuggled up close to each other until both were comfortable. They were just relaxing being close to each other setting in the dark in the peace a quiet. They remain in this position for a long time. Occasionally, they would talk, but most of the time they were caught up in their own deep thoughts. They remained on the couch until they began to feel their dicks beginning to stir and were ready for more action.

They returned to their bed. During the night they had sex twice and brought each to two more climaxes by sucking each other off. They slept until around ten o’clock Saturday morning. They got up and shaved, showered, eat brunch, before returning to their bed and began foreplay leading up to Rex wanting to be fucked. Tom fucked Rex’s virgin ass until he reach a climax, and then Rex fucked Tom’s virgin ass. They fell asleep and slept for several hours before getting up and eating dinner. They retired to the couch as they had done the night before except Tom sat down between Rex’s legs. After they went to bed, they preformed oral sex on each other before falling to sleep.

Before they started getting ready to go to church Sunday morning, they had fucked and had given each other another blowjob. They were spent and were in need of the break that going to church would give them. After the church services were over, they ate their lunch, removed their clothes, and returned to their bed and slept a couple of hours before starting foreplay again. They sucked each other’s cocks and stopped just before they ejaculated. They had played around and teased each other purposely holding off their climaxes. It was Rex’s idea to build up for an ultimate encore of their honeymoon, which occurred shortly after ten o’clock. They both were worn out and slept like a rock until they had to get up and go to work Monday morning.

Six months later, Tom and Rex are closer than ever and firmly believe that they will be together for the remainder of their lives. They are very active in their church. They have formed a support group for gays of all ages. Reverend Jackson who is a well-trained counselor is available to counsel with any gay or gays that are having problems. Rex is the Sunday school teacher for the young adults.

They have not had any contact with their hometown, and could care less as to what has happened since their departure. They are happy living in the Big City or Sin City as Mr. O’Brien claimed. So far as Rex and Tom or concern, the Big City is not as near as corrupt as their hometown.

Tom has invested the money from his parent’s estates, and bought a new home for Rex and he. They are happy with their jobs and have an opportunity for advancements.

Their sex lives have gotten better even though they did not think that was possible. Rex and Tom have decided that if they are going to hell for being a homosexual that they are first going to get as much enjoyment as they can while on earth.

They are looking forward towards the coming weekend when they will celebrate their six-month honeymoon. Up to date they have never missed a Sunday morning church service, but do have full intentions of missing this coming Sunday. Rex has not given up on his goal to have so much sex that it will cause each other to be bow legged.

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Re: Going To Hell For Being Gay

Awesome Story! It was very well written. I enjoyed it very much. You are a very talented writer.

 

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Second Collection Of Unoponcho's Stories

Being Unfaithful To Partners

By Kevin – unoponcho
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For fifteen years my partner, Alvin, the love of my life, and I had been in a monogamous relationship. Both of us were in our early forties. We had been able to overcome different phases and many changes in lives, and were very much in love and depended on each other.

Alvin and I had a lot of both gay and straight friends. In recent years our best friends were Lou and James. Lou and James had been together for eight years. To Alvin and I Lou and James were a strange couple in so much as Lou was twenty-eight years old and James was sixty-five. The differences in their age never seem to be a problem for them. Lou was very mature, exceedingly intelligent, extremely handsome, and had a high paying position with the government. James was retired. James was a big robust man in excellent physical condition for a man of his age. Lou had always been attracted to older men. He had a lot of friends that were his on age. He had men his age and a few years older that were always coming on to him, but he never was interested in their advances.

Lou and James lived in a house that was a block down the street from where Alvin and I lived. Lou and I had a lot of common interest. We both liked gardening and working around our houses. We both liked to fish and the out of doors. James and Alvin also had common interest. Both liked to cooking, shopping, and indoor household chores. One of the other things that they had in common was that they enjoyed arguing with each other. They disagree on politics, religion, and almost any other subject. Sometimes their debates got pretty wild, heated, and out of control. Lou and I never got in the middle of their arguments. No matter how heated their discussion became, they always had a lot of respect for one another.

Any time that Lou and James or Alvin and I had a party no matter how many guests were involved, our or their names were at the top of the invitation lists. As couples we were always getting together for one reason or the other. There was a gay bar that had a steak night every Thursday. We would try to meet each other at the bar and have dinner with them and other friends that came for steak night.

One Saturday night Lou and James invited us to their house for a cookout dinner on their patio. After dinner we were setting around talking, and Lou brought up the subject of sex, and the fact that he had more of a sexual drive than James. James had reached the point that he was only interested in having sex once or twice a month. Lou told us that he had to resort to looking up porn on the Internet and to masturbation to try to satisfy his sexual urges. Alvin volunteer that he was aware that his sexual drive had diminished and that once every two weeks took care of his needs. We all joked about it and James commented that we were getting old. The subject was dropped and we started talking about other things.

The following Saturday, Alvin and I invited Lou and James to come to our house for dinner. After dinner, Alvin and James started clearing off the table and cleaning up the kitchen. Lou and I remained at the dining table and were discussing the bedding plants that we were intending to buy for our flowerbeds and we both were planning on building a fishpond in our back yards. Even though it was dark in the back yard, Lou asked me to show him where I was planning on putting the fishpond. As we were going outside, Alvin and James had finished in the kitchen and were sitting down in the den, and had started their routine debate over some topic.

When we got outside, we could see Alvin and James in the den, but since it was dark outside they could not see us. I showed Lou where I planned on putting the fishpond. I was not expecting what then occurred. Lou got behind me, slipped his hands inside my sweat pants and started stroking my penis. I did not have the will power or desire to stop him. I almost immediately got an erection and he had one also. He pulled my sweat pants down and knelt down and started performing oral sex on me while I kept an eye on Alvin and James in the den.

After I had a very gratifying ejaculation, I preformed oral sex on Lou. Lou’s cock was the largest cock that I had ever seen. That is not saying much because I had not been with many men other than Alvin. Lou shot off a tremendous load and never lost his erection. I kept on sucking his dick until he saw Alvin get up in the den and was headed to the door to check on us to see what we were doing outside that was taking us so long. Lou managed to get his hard dick back into his pants and I had moved so there was no reason for Alvin to get suspicious as to what we had just done. After Alvin saw us in the back yard, he went back and sat down in the den and started talking to James.

As soon as Lou’s penis became flaccid, we went back into the den, sat down and talked with Alvin and James as if nothing had happened between the two of us. As Lou and James were going to leave to go home, we were hugging each other and saying goodnight, Lou winked at me and whispered in my ear thanking me for the dessert.

I always got home from work two or three hours before Alvin got home from his job. Two or three days later after Lou and my first sexual encounter, I got home changed clothes and went out to my garage where I had a workbench. The garage door faced the front. I was working on a birdhouse that I had been building for Lou and James’s back yard. I heard Lou honk his horn as he drove by the house, which he always did if he saw me. I continued to work on my project.

I had been working for a considerable amount of time and was concentrating on what I was doing. I suddenly felt Lou’s arms reaching around me and he had his hands inside my pants playing with my dick. He had been jogging and stopped by to see what I was doing. I quickly got an erection. I reached over and pushed the button to close the garage door. We got undress and it was not long before Lou was fucking me there in the garage. We both reached a climax near the same time. We put our clothes back on and he punched the button to open the garage door and took off jogging towards his house. The whole time he was there neither one of us said more than a half dozen words to each other.

Late that night Alvin and I had just had sex satisfying his every two-week desire, and the phone rang. Lou told me that he wanted to go fishing with me the coming Saturday night. Even though Lou and I both liked to fish, we had never gone together. I ask Alvin if he had any plans that would interfere with Lou and I going fishing. He told me that he had no plans and if we did go that maybe he and James could go shopping at the mall. I told Lou that I could go and that we would talk later and make final plans.

Lou and I did go fishing of sorts. We fished on a fishing dock on a lake that was not too far from where we lived. We went in my van that had a backseat that folded down into a bed. We fished until the sun had gone down. We had caught a respectable number of fish that we could take home as evidence to James and Alvin that we had been fishing. We got into the van, stripped off naked and gave each other a blowjob. If his cock had been any larger, it would have been more than I could take up my ass or would want to suck. Not only was Lou’s cock large but also he knew how to use it.

After we gave each other a blowjob we retuned to the fishing dock and fished for an hour or so at which time we added more fish to our stringer. We were the only ones on the fishing dock and there were no one else in sight. We were using minnows as bait and every time I would bend over to get a minnow out of the minnow bucket, Lou would goose me in my rear and a couple times he got his hands inside my shorts and stuck his finger up my asshole. While we were fishing, every once in a while we would take a hold of each other’s dick and balls and feel them entrapped in our shorts.

Around mid night we were convince that we were the only ones that was going to be fishing on the dock that night and if someone else did come to fish that we could see their car lights coming that would give us plenty of warning. Perhaps it was the combination of the water, wind, moonlight, being out doors surrounded by Mother Nature, but Lou gave me the fucking of my life while we were on the fishing dock. After he had shot off inside me, we jumped into the water to cool off. Once we got back on the dock we picked up our clothes and fishing gear and walked to the van while naked. We got inside and lay down on the bed. He then gave me another blowjob.

Lou and I had a long talk about our having sex together. Lou expressed that he might be oversexed or just going through a phase that he needed more sex than he was having with James. We agreed that what we were doing was not taking away from the sex that we were having with each of our partners but was simply selflessly satisfying our sexual needs. Lou and I concluded that we would continue to have sex together and never tell our partners. If they ever learned about our encounters, the results would be devastating to everyone concerned.

We slept until the sun came up. We retrieved our string of fish, cleaned, and packed them in the ice chest. We gave each other a quick blowjob before driving home.

It has been two years since Lou and I first had sex that night in my backyard. We have been fishing together numerous times. We have had sex while meeting at my house during our lunch breaks, under the bridge while jogging together, in our tool sheds, in the backyard, in the garage, in the van, in public restrooms and while the four of us took our vacations together. We even had sex at each other’s offices.

Not once has either Alvin or James ever complained about their sexual needs not being fulfilled. Both Lou and I have discussed the fact that we never could live together as partners. Both of us are too much alike in certain areas. We both are stubborn and bull headed and have our own ideas as to how to take care of our lawn, flower beds, and even how we wash and wax our cars and neither one of us know or want to know how to cook and clean house.

One of the main things that we have in common and are comfortable with is that we thoroughly enjoy having sex with each other and know how to satisfy and gratify each other sexually. Whether or not we are being unfaithful to our partners is a debatable question. So far as Lou and I are concerned, we are not being unfaithful. In our opinion our sexual indiscretions have saved or relationships with our partners. We have no intentions at the present time to change or modify our current arrangement.

The end.

 

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Security Guard Administered First Aid

The Security Guard Who Administered First Aid

By Kevin – unoponcho​

Brian was raised in a small farming community, and had graduated from a small high school at the age of eighteen. His parents were very poor and uneducated. They rented a farm and were barely making enough money to support themselves. He did not like farming, and he wanted to be independent and move out of his parent’s home to be on his own.

He found a job on the outskirts of a small city several miles from his home community. He was working as a laborer in a chemical plant. He was sharing a two-bedroom house with a man that was in his late fifties that also worked at the plant. The house was directly across the street from the entrance to the chemical plant. His roommates name was Ray. Ray was married and his wife lived about forty-miles away. He and Ray worked on two different shifts, and his roommate always spent the weekends with his wife. Brian and Ray very seldom saw each other.

Ray owned an old TV and a computer, which he had given Brian permission to use. This was Brian’s only source of entertainment.

Brian had an average physique. He was always very cheerful, and had a personality that caused everyone to like him. He thrived on doing hard labor. Even though most of the men that he worked with were big muscular men, by pure determination, none of his co-workers could out do him. He did more than his share of the heavy work.

During coffee and lunch breaks, Brian overheard some of his co-worker’s bull sessions. He began to get his sex education. He had never had sex with anyone before and knew very little about sex other than he enjoyed masturbation.

On one of the rare occasions that he saw Ray, he told him about his lack of knowledge and inexperience in sex. Ray showed him how to use the computer and via Internet to search for porn and information.

Brian had had a sleep disorder for several years. He could only sleep four or five hours a night no matter what he did. With all the time he had off work, he began to spend the majority of the time on the computer searching for porn sites and reading about sex. It did not take him long to find out by watching straight porn photos and clips, that he became more aroused and had more interest in the men than the women. He then started searching for gay sites, which were much more of interest to him. He was amazed and shocked by what he saw and learned. It was difficult for him to admit to himself that he was gay, but all indications where there that he was, and he no longer could deny the fact. He desperately needed to talk to someone, but he did not know anyone he could talk with.
Masturbation was no longer satisfying his needs. He want to have sex with a man and explore his newly discovered sexual tendencies and desires.

It was after mid-night on a Thursday night when Ray came in from working. Before Ray went to bed, he ate a snack, and packed his bags that he was going to take after he got off work Friday night to go see his wife for the weekend. Brian decided that he was going to take a walk and perhaps that would help him to go to sleep. As he went outside, he saw Mr. Hawkins the security guard in the shed close to the entrance to the plant. Mr. Hawkins was six-two years old and was hoping to retire in a year or so. Brian had had several short chats with Mr. Hawkins before. They did not know each other very well, but Brian was impressed with Mr. Hawkins and felt comfortable in talking with him.

He walked across the street, and when Mr. Hawkins saw him he opened the gate and let Brian in. Brian went over and set down in the shed with Mr. Hawkins. Mr. Hawkins told Brian that he was glad that he was there to help pass the time. Mr. Hawkins said that his job got boring between mid-night and when he got off at 6:00AM. There were cameras set up around the inside and outside of the plant, and the monitors were inside the shed so Mr. Hawkins could keep an eye on to see if there was anything going on that he needed to investigate.

They had talked a while when Brian said, “Mr. Hawkins, you are a wise man and I need to talk to you about a problem I have and get your advise.”

“Son, I don’t think anyone has ever call me wise before, but I consider myself as a good listener and will give you advice if I can. What is your problem?”

“Well, it concerns my sex life.”

Mr. Hawkins laughed and said, “I don’t think I can help you out there, but go ahead and tell me what your problem is.”

“I think I am gay.”

“So? What’s wrong with that? There are a lot of gays around.”

“Then why have I never met one?”

“I’m sure you have Son. You just didn’t know it. Gays don’t go around with signs around their necks announcing that they are gay.”

“I sure would like to meet someone that is gay and would have sex with me. I think that is the only way I will be able to find out if I like it and if I am actually gay.”

“Brian, I’m not qualified to advise you on this matter, but I do have a suggestion if you want to hear it?”

“What is that?”

“Have you met Adam? He is a young man a few years older than you that is a security guard that started a few weeks ago.”

“No, I have not met him.”

“Son, I’m not a match maker, but I think you two would like each other. Why don’t you come by the same time tomorrow night? He will be on duty. I will leave him a note and tell him about you.”

“Thanks Mr. Hawkins! Oh my! Thanks a lot! Are you sure he is gay?”

“Well now, Adam does not wear a sign around his neck, and does not go around broadcasting that he is gay, but yes he is gay, and unattached for the time being. He is a very nice young man. I’m sure that even if you two do not have sex that he will be of help to you and answer any of your questions.”

“Mr. Hawkins, you will never know how much I appreciate this. I just knew that you would be able to help me. Thanks again.”

Brian returned home and went directly to bed and fell into a sound sleep. He woke up later than normal and barely made it to work on time.

All daylong Brian thought about his potential meeting Adam that night. He could not help but be nervous. The day drug by and after he got off work was even worse. He did not think that mid-night would ever get there. He kept wondering what Adam might look like and if Adam would like him. He shaved and took a shower. He put on the best pants and shirt that he had. He looked at himself in the mirror and decided that he didn’t want to give Adam the impression that he had dressed up just to come and meet him. He tried on about every pair of pants and shirt that he owned before settling on wearing a raggedy pair of blue jeans and an old shirt. He sat down on his bed and tried to think of what he could say while he talked to Adam. When he heard Ray come in from work to get his bags and to go see his wife over the weekend, he knew that it was close to mid-night, and time for him to go meet Adam.

When Brian went outside, and he could see a tall young man dressed in his security uniform who he assumed was Adam. He was checking in an incoming delivery truck and there were two trucks waiting to exit. Knowing that Adam was busy, Brian sat down on his front porch, and waited for him to finish what he had to do. After the trucks had left, Adam saw Brian setting on his porch and waved at him to come on over.

As Brian was crossing the street, he was looking Adam over and Adam was looking at him. Brian walked up to him, stuck out his hand and introduced himself.

“Nice to meet you Brian, I’m Adam. Mr. Hawkins told me that you were a nice looking but I did not expect you to be so good looking. Let’s go into the shed so we can set down and talk.

Brian’s first thought was that Adam should be a movie star. He was tall, had good facial features, extremely nice body, and a beautiful smile. He felt honored to just be in the presents of such a handsome stud or hunk.

They sat down and looked at each other for several moments before Adam said, “Mr. Hawkins told me that you needed someone to talk to about the possibilities that you are gay. What makes you think that you might be gay?”

Brian lowered his head and was a little embarrassed, and said, “I seemed to be turned on by men rather that women.”

Adam smiled and replied, “That sounds like you are gay. What else?”

“Adam, I have never had sex with either a man or woman. I don’t know much about having sex. What I know I mostly learned from porn sites on the web. I have never met a gay guy before that I know of. I would have never known that you were gay unless Mr. Hawkins had not told me. I figure that I will never know for sure that I am gay until I have sex with a man.”

“Brian, I am at lost as to what to tell you or how to help you. Would you just like to talk about this or would you want to have sex and then talk about it?”

“I don’t know. It all is so new to me. Would you be willing to have sex with me?”

Adam replied, “Would I ever? I have had a hard-on from the time I first saw you. I’ll tell you what let’s do. Now, if we are caught, we both will loose our jobs, but I think that there is no chance that we will be caught. There are only three men in the plant and they are all at the receiving dock unloading that truck that just came in. It will take them at least a couple of hours. I need go into the plant and make my rounds anyway and then we can use the first aid room, which is on the opposite side of the plant from the receiving dock. Are you willing to take that chance?”

“Adam, in case of an emergency, as a security guard, aren’t you supposed to render first aid to some one that is in pain? My dick sure is hurting and I think that I need first aid.”

“Well now! In that case it is my duty to render first aid.”

Adam turned out the lights inside the shed. He had Brian stand up. Adam unzipped Brian’s pants, reached inside, took his hard dick out, and said, “I need to check you out first and see if you are in good enough shape that I can transport you to the first aid room.”

Adam stroked Brian’s cock a couple of times, and said, “It doesn’t seem like it is broken and for certain no tourniquet is needed. Do you feel well enough to walk to the first aid room?”

Brian replied, “I think so, but before we go, I want to check out the instrument that you are going to use while giving me first aid.”

With out any hesitation, Adam unzipped his pants and pulled out his very stiff eight-inch cock, and said, “Take a hold of this and see if it meets with your approval?”

Brian took a hold of it, stroked it several times, and jokingly replied, “I don’t know. How big is it when it gets hard?”

Adam put his hard cock back in his pants, slapped Brian on the shoulder, and said, “You will find out when I stick it up your virgin asshole.”

“Ouch! I don’t think I am ready for that just yet. Not tonight anyway.”

“That’s all right. We will just give each other a blowjob and save your ass for later.”

Brain followed Adam as he made his rounds in the plant. They went by the receiving dock and made sure that the two men and driver were there. The men had only made a small dent in unloading the truck. They took off towards the first aid room walking real fast and before they got there they were practically running. They had no more than got inside, locked the door with a dead bolt, and were standing in front of each other naked with full erections.

Adam said, “Jump up on this examination table, lay down and let me check you out.”

Brian got on the table and lay down on his back. Adam moved to the side of the table, and took a hold of Brian’s hard dick, and said, “It is just as I thought. I am going to have to perform mouth-to-cock resuscitation. I will be a careful as I can to cause you the least amount of pain as possible. Just yell out if it hurts.”

Adam took the head of Brian’s cock into his mouth and ran his tongue around it. Brain let out a soft cry and moans. Adam began pumping his head up and down on Brian’s dick and taking more and more of it into his mouth and throat, which caused Brian to groan and moan even louder.

When Adam deep throated him the first time Brian screamed out, “Ohhhh Fuuuucccck! Adam! Adam! Adam! Ohhhhh Shiiiiittt!”

Adam raised his head up, and said, “Well I don’t think that I am going to have to amputate. At first sight I thought that I may have to cut off a couple of inches, but I was able to swallow all of it. I think from all the pain that you seem to be having that I need to massage it for a few more minutes before proceeding farther with the mouth-to-cock resuscitation.”

He began to stroke Brian’s cock and at the same time sucking on the top several inches.

All this time, Brian had been stroking Adam’s big cock that was secreting precum that was providing ample lubrication. The more aroused and closer Brian got to having a climax, the faster he was stroking Adam’s cock. Adam had to stop Brian once already and now he had to stop him again or else he was going to shoot off, and he wanted Brian to have the experience of giving him a blowjob.

Adam started off with the intention of using all of his techniques in giving Brian a blowjob, but decided to keep in reserve some of his talents to use the next time they had sex. He had already decided that this was diffidently not going to be a one-night stand.
All the signs were there that Brian was just about to reach his peak. He began to increase his bobbing up and down movements and deep throating him repeatedly. Brian was both verbally and physically showing the pleasure that he was having. He had given up stroking Adam’s cock and was holding onto Adam’s head encouraging him to give him head.

When Brian shot off into Adam’s throat, he cried out so loud that anyone within a hundred yards of the first aid room would have heard him. Adam put his hand over Brian’s mouth to quiet him down while he continued to suck his dick until he had drained him of his last drop of cum.

While Brian was recovering from his very satisfying orgasm, Adam began to run his hands and fingers over Brian’s head and face and working all the way down to his feet. When Brian rose up and got off the examination table, he was speechless.

He motioned for Adam to get upon the table. As Adam was getting on the table, he said, “I think I have cured your trouble with your cock, but I notice that your tonsils or swollen and I think that with a little massing and some of my special liquid medication that I can solve that minor problem.”

Brian whacked him on his rear and began to give head to Adam. For sure he was not doing as well as Adam had, but for a first timer, Adam could not complain. After five or so minutes, Brian was just getting into the grove of things, when Adam shot off a number of shots of cum into Brian’s throat. Brian was able to receive and swallow Adams cum like he had been accustomed to doing it many times before. Brian stood up beside the table and affectionately patted Adam on his chest and rubbed his nipples. Adam took a hold of Brian’s semi-hard dick and held onto it until he had recovered his breath and composure.

As they were getting dressed, Adam asked, “Well, how was it. Did you enjoy your giving and receiving your first blowjob?”

Brian replied, “Absolutely fantastic Man. Absolutely unbelievable! I had no idea that it would feel like that. You are the greatest, Man. I will never forget this.”

After they got dress, they looked around to be sure that there was no evidence of them having been in the first aid room. Adam, put his arm around Brian’s shoulder and neck and they walked back to the shed.

Adam asked, “What do you think. Have you decide it you are gay or not?”

“I don’t know. We may just have to do it again for me to make sure. What are the chances of us getting together again?”

Adam replied, “How about my coming to your place tomorrow afternoon around 4:00PM. We could go out an get a bite to eat and then I could check you out to see how you are recovering before I go to work at nine o’clock tomorrow night.”

“That’s great. I’ll see you at four o’clock. Adam, have you ever considered becoming a doctor? You sure do have a good bedside manners, and certainly know how to use your instrument and equipment.”

“Goodnight Brian. After I use my instrument in that beautiful ass of yours, you may need to see a doctor. I’m kidding you. Go home and get some rest. You are going to need a lot of energy tomorrow evening.”

“Goodnight Adam. Thanks for being so nice to me. I will never forget tonight.”

Brian and Adam did have dinner and exchanged blowjobs on Saturday evening. This time Adam used all his techniques and talents. Sunday evening before Adam had to go to work, they got together again and had anal sex. Brian learned that he enjoyed being both bottom and top. They spent time together the following several weekends either at Brian’s house or at the first aid room in the plant. They not only got together to have sex, but Adam took Brain out and introduced him to several of his gay acquaintances just so Brain learned about the gay life. Because Brian was too young to legally go to the gay bars, Adam told him about them. Brian has as yet admitted to Adam that he is gay. Adam has told Brian that he may have to administer first aid to him indefinitely because his problems were incurable.

The End​

 

[mmoay020]

Re: Security Guard Administered First Aid

Good stuff. Glad to know that there is always fresh content thanks to you!

 

[reachingout]

Re: Security Guard Administered First Aid

Kevin... You have a gift..... Thanks for sharing.... Continue we enjoy your pen...

 

[agj25us]

Re: Juan - My Houseboy: The Complete Series of Chapters and Readers' Comments.

I couldn't stop....I started on Part 1 and just kept on going. Having a "thing" for Mexicans I really appreciated this one. Good work!! Okay request - in the future if you have time and are inspired by it...do a Mexican hustler for hire that turns into a relationship. That has true meaning for me!! Thanks once again - great!

 

[unoponcho]

Helping Out His Fellow Man

Helping Out His Fellow Man

By Kevin – unoponcho

Billy was a one in a million kind of a person. He was a clean cut, very cute, intelligent, and liked by everyone. He had a big heart and would give his shirt off of his back to anyone that needed it. He had high morals and saw some good in everyone. Billy was twenty-three years old and lived in a large apartment complex. He knew everyone in the complex and had as many straight friends as he did gay friends. He had the type of personality that just drew all ages of males and females to him.

Billy had a good job and was making sufficient money to provide him with what ever he wanted and needed. He was as popular at his office as he was everywhere else. He had empathy for others, and would never say anything bad or hurtful to or about anyone.

Each of the apartments had a covered patio type of entrance. Billy had put patio furniture out on his entrance along with a variety of plants and flowers. He spent a great deal of his spare time on his patio. He would have friends dropping by all the time and they would set on the patio and talk and visit. It was almost a steady flow of people coming and going all the time. There was something about Billy that caused people to want to tell him their problems and to seek Billy’s advice, which he was very careful in giving.

Being a social type of a person, he often had parties. He had certain rules for his parties. There were absolutely no drugs. Moderate drinking was permissible, but anyone who became intoxicated where asked to leave. Smoking was not allowed inside his apartment but was permissible on his entrance and back patio. No rowdiness or disturbing of the peace. The strange thing about Billy’s parties was that they were always well attended and everyone had fun.

Billy never had a problem in obtaining a date, and dated a number of different men. Many of Billy’s gay friends and dates would have sex with him and some would spend the night.

In the apartment four doors down from Billy was Doyle who was Billy’s age. Doyle was almost the opposite of Billy. He did not shave, bathe, and had long dirty hair. Sometimes he would wear his hair in a ponytail but most of the time it was uncombed and was flying in all different directions. He wore the same clothes over and over and very seldom had on clean clothes. He worked for the city on a trash truck and was not making very much money. He did do drugs as often as he could get money. His personality had a lot to be desired. He was a loner, did not talk to people and was very much an introvert.

Billy always felt sorry for Doyle, and was really the only one that talked or had anything to do with him. Billy knew that Doyle was very lonely, sad, and had no friends. When Billy had a party, Doyle was invited. Doyle respected and admired Billy. When Doyle attended one of Billy’s parties, he always took a shower and put on clean clothes, and abided by Billy’s rules. Very often while Doyle was at the party, no one ever spoke to him except Billy. Doyle would just set and watch everyone talk and have fun.

Sometimes, when Billy was sitting alone out on his patio, Doyle would venture over from his apartment and talk with Billy for a several minutes. If anyone else dropped by, Doyle would promptly leave.

One evening Billy was out on his patio. It was dark and raining. No one was stirring around. It was quiet and Billy was just listening to the rain and relaxing. Doyle showed up and sat down. They had talked for sometime. Billy had to do most of the talking since Doyle was reluctant to say anything. Billy being very sensitive and alert picked up on that Doyle wanted to say something, but was having difficulty in saying what was on his mind. Billy stopped talking and just looked at Doyle, and waited for him to say something.

Finally Doyle said, “Billy, I wished I was more like you. Everyone likes you. I see all these studs that come to see you and some spend the night. It has been four fucking years since I last had sex with a man. What’s wrong with me?”

“What kind of man is of interest to you?” Billy asked.

He replied, “Men like you and the ones you date and run around with.”

“Doyle, I would never want to hurt your feelings. Do you want me to be honest with you even though it may not be what you want to hear?”

“Sure. I know you well enough that I know that you would never be dishonest.”

“Okay. I’m going to be perfectly frank with you. Your appearance and your hygiene is your major problem. Let me ask you this. You said that it has been four years since you last had sex. Four years ago did you have a beard and long hair?”

“No. Back then I was clean shaven and had short hair.”

“There you go. What does that tell you?”

“Well, I never thought about it. I guess I have just let myself go. Then you think that I should get rid of the beard and long hair?”

“I think that would be a good start. That is just my opinion. If you don’t want to do that, at least get it trimmed so it looks neat. What do you think?”

Doyle said, “I’m willing to do anything you say. My long hair and beard is going to go. Now, what else?”

“Now wait a minute. I’m just giving you my opinion. Don’t do it because of what I have said. I just want you to think about it. I just think that if you would improve your appearance that you will meet more people and you could get a better job than working on a trash truck.”

“Billy, I am willing to do anything that will turn my life around. Just tell me what I should do.”

“Damn man. You sure are putting me on the spot. Again, I’m just offering my opinions. I’ll just lay it all out on the table and you can take it for what ever it is worth. Your clothes are baggy. Hell, no one can even tell what your body looks like under those baggy clothes that don’t fit you. I think that you need to work on your people skills, and learn how to meet and talk to people. You need to take a shower everyday. Especially with you working on a trash truck. No one wants to be around you when you smell like garbage.”

“Would you help me? I don’t know what kind of clothes to buy. How do I go about improving my people skills?”

“Let me make some phone calls. I think I know some guys that would be interested in helping you. Do you have any plans for this coming Saturday?”

“No. I don’t have anything planned. What do you have in mind?”

“Do you have some cash that you could buy some new clothes?”

“I get paid Friday and I could spend a couple hundred bucks on clothes I guess.”

“I’ll talk to my friends and I will get back in touch with you.”

As soon as Doyle left, Billy went inside and got on the phone. He talked to three of his friends. He had arranged for an appointment for 10:00AM with Gene who was a hairdresser to cut Doyle’s hair and give him a shave. At ll:30AM he and Doyle were to meet with Ben who was a salesman at a men’s store. Ben was going to assist in helping Doyle with selecting clothes on a limited budget. At 3:00PM they were to meet with Harry who would work with Doyle on his people skills for an hour and arrange further meetings for additional sessions. Harry was a counselor and did a lot of work with individuals who were having problems similar to that of Doyle’s. Harry had volunteered his time to work with Doyle. Billy invited Gene, Ben and Harry for dinner at his apartment Saturday evening at 6:00PM.

Billy called Doyle and gave him Saturday’s schedule. He told Doyle to come to his apartment Saturday morning at 8:00AM. He was to bring clean clothes and take his shower and shampoo his hair at Billy’s apartment before going to get his hair cut and beard shaved off.

Late Friday afternoon, Billy had gotten home from work. He took a shower and got ready to go on a dinner date. He was waiting on his patio for his date to pick him up. Doyle had just gotten off work and stopped by Billy’s to see if everything was still on go for Saturday morning. Billy told him to come to his apartment at 8:00AM in the morning and everything was still on schedule. Before Doyle left, Billy took several photos of Doyle with his digital camera.

Saturday morning Doyle showed up at Billy’s apartment on time. Billy took Doyle into his bedroom and told him to get undressed and get in the shower. Billy picked up Doyle’s clean clothes and smelled them. The clothes sill had a faint odor, and he took them and put them in the washing machine to rewash them while Doyle took his shower. When Billy returned to the bedroom, Doyle had undress and was in the shower. Billy picked up Doyle’s clothes and took them into the utility room to be washed. Once again returning to the bedroom, he checked to see how Doyle was doing. Doyle was in the shower, but Billy noticed that Doyle had not taken the bottle of shampoo, washcloth, and bar of soap that he had put on the counter for Doyle to use. Billy decided that the best way to see that Doyle was properly clean was to get in the shower with him and shampoo his hair and scrub him down with soap.

Billy got undressed, took the bar of soap, washcloth, shampoo, and got in the shower with Doyle. Doyle was shocked by Billy getting in the shower with him and Billy was shocked by seeing Doyle’s magnificent body that had been concealed by his loose fitting clothes that he always wore. Doyle’s body was very well developed. He had muscular arms, legs, shoulders and chest as results of lifting trashcans. His body was very firm and trim.

Billy began by turning the shower off and putting shampoo on Doyle’s head and beard. By having shampoo on his head, Doyle kept his eyes close. While Billy was shampooing his hair, he took advantage of the opportunity to thoroughly examine Doyle’s body. He instantly got an erection.

He spent considerably more time washing Doyle’s hair and beard than was necessary hoping that he would loose his erection before Doyle saw it.

Doyle had also obtained an erection that he was holding and slowly stroking while Billy was washing his hair. The sight of Doyle’s fat nine and half-inch penis, tempted Billy to drop to his knees and suck on it, but he somehow managed to resist.

When Billy heard the washing machine shut off, he knew that more time had passed than he had realized. He told Doyle to rinse off his hair while he went to put his clothes in the drier. He was able to get out of the shower and put a towel around his waist before Doyle could see his erection.

He got the clothes in the drier and started another washer of clothes that Doyle had taken off, before returning to the shower. By the time he got back into the shower with Doyle, both of them had lost their erections.

Billy handed a small brush to Doyle and told him to scrub his fingernails. Billy took the washcloth and bar of soap and started scrubbing down Doyle from his neck and shoulders down to his feet. There was not a square inch of Doyle’s body that Billy hand not scrubbed down with soap and the washcloth. Both of them had again obtained erections, but neither one of them said anything.

After Billy was convinced that Doyle was clean, he got out of the shower while Doyle finished rinsing off all the soap. Billy quickly got dressed and went and got Doyle’s clothes out of the drier while Doyle dried off and put his wet hair in a ponytail.

Doyle was sitting on Billy’s bed with a semi-hard-on when Billy returned with his clothes. He handed Doyle a nail clippers and told him to trim his toenails. While Doyle was doing that, Billy picked up the wet towels and cleaned up the bathroom.

He got a pair of scissors and went back into the bedroom and had Doyle stand up. He took the scissors and trimmed Doyle’s pubic hair and cut off some of the longer hairs around his nipples and on his chest and stomach. Doyle had once again obtained an erection and told Billy that he had to get his rocks off. He reached over and groped Billy. Billy told him that he would just have to wait that it was almost time for them to leave to get to the hairdresser on time. Doyle asked Billy if later they could have sex. He told him that he would have to think about it. Doyle got dressed and Billy told him to take the nail clippers with him so he could cut his fingernails while they were driving to meet Gene, the hairdresser.

Gene was waiting on them when they arrived. Gene had seen Doyle while attending several of Billy’s parties. Gene could hardly wait to get his hands on cutting off Doyle’s long mop and especially getting rid of the beard.

Doyle sat down in the barber chair and looked at Billy and said, “I’m not only doing this for me, but I’m doing it for both of us.”

Gene was just about to cover him with the barber’s cloth, and he stepped in front of Doyle and said, “Honey, you are doing it for everybody. It’s not going to hurt and it is not going to take me very long. Just set back and relax.”

Gene took the clippers and started with the beard and in a matter of a few minutes he had clipped off all the long hair. Billy thought that he looked a lot better all ready. Within thirty minutes or so, Gene had accomplished miracles and neither Billy or Gene could believe what a difference it made in Doyle’s appearance. Doyle had beautiful facial features that he had been hiding under all that hair. When Gene had finished, he turned the barber chair around so Doyle could see his reflection in the mirror. Doyle broke out in a smile. He was surprised at how much better that he looked. He told Gene and Billy that he did not even recognize himself that he had become a different person.

Billy offered to pay Gene. Gene would not accept any payment. He told Billy that he had wanted to cut Doyle’s hair from the first time he saw him, and it was his pleasure to finally be able to do it.

Doyle said, “Gene, I owe you one. You did a good job. I appreciate it.”

Gene replied, “Thanks Doyle. How about you showing your appreciation by taking me out for a beer tomorrow afternoon?”

Doyle replied, “Do you mean it? You would go out with me?”

“You damn right I would. I’ll see you tonight when we have dinner at Billy’s and we will talk about a time and place.”

Billy and Doyle were a little ahead of schedule when the got to the men’s department store. Ben was just finishing up with a customer. Ben had also previously had seen Doyle, but did not recognize him being clean-shaven and his hair cut off. Doyle told Ben the amount of money that he could spend. Ben took some measurements and began to show Doyle some clothes. Doyle began to try on different things. Almost everything he put on fit and looked good on him. Before long he had picked out several different outfits, underwear, socks, and shoes all within the amount of money that he was prepared to spend. Billy talked him into buying a sports jacket, slacks, dress shirt, and tie, which he would put on his credit card and Doyle would pay him back within a few weeks. Doyle decided that he wanted to wear his new tight fitting jeans and a pull over shirt that showed off his chest and muscles instead of putting on the clothes that he had worn into the store.

Ben checked them out and then invited Billy and Doyle to go to lunch with him. The restaurant that Ben was going to take them to was within walking distances. They stopped off where Billy’s car was parked and put the new clothes in trunk of the car. Doyle started talking and practically dominated the conversation before, during and after lunch. He was so pleased that he was going to have a date with Gene. He told them that he had not had a date in four years. Ben told Doyle that if he were not involved in seeing Russ on a regular bases now that he would like to date him. He was on cloud nine. All of a sudden he had become an acceptable person.

Doyle even commented that he had been used to people staring at him when he had long hair and a beard, but was noticing that people were still staring at him but in a different way. They were now smiling at him where as before they were frowning. Billy was beginning to wonder if Doyle really needed any help in improving his people skills.

Before Ben went back to work they thanked him for their lunch and told him that they looked forward to seeing him later at dinner.

On the way to meet Harry, Doyle said, “Billy, I really do appreciate what you are doing for me…..Now, I don’t want to get real pushy, but tonight after everyone leaves after dinner will you have sex with me. I’m so horny that I can’t stand it. Hell, I’ve got a stiff right now.”

Billy replied, “How can a queer like myself ever resist a sexy man like you. Yes, I will take care of that big bulge in your pants. Do you think you can hold off until then?”

“Do you mean it or you just kidding me?”

“I mean it. After dinner tonight if you still want to, I will go to bed with you.”

“Oh man. I can’t believe this is happening to me.”

Harry had never met or seen Doyle before. He only knew what Billy had told him. From the moment that Harry and Doyle saw each other, there was an instant admiration for each other. Billy told Harry how much Doyle had change just in a day’s time. Harry told Billy that that sometimes happens. He asked Billy to leave Doyle with him and he would spend an hour of evaluation, and then wanted Doyle to participate in an hour group session at 4:00PM and to see how well he interacted with those in the group. After that he would bring Doyle and they would come early and help with getting dinner ready.

Billy returned to his apartment and took Doyle’s new clothes into his apartment. He began to prepare dinner and get ready for his invited guests. He finished drying and folded Doyle’s clothes that he had washed that morning. He printed out photos of Doyle that he had taken the evening before. He had set the table and had everything ready for the dinner except what he needed to do after the guests arrived.

Doyle and Harry arrived at Billy’s apartment early as Harry had told him that they would do. Harry helped Billy in the kitchen while Doyle took his clothes to his apartment and put them away. During Doyle’s absence, Billy showed Harry the photos of Doyle before his transformation during the day. Harry could hardly believe that Doyle ever looked like he did in the photos. Harry confirmed Billy’s belief that Doyle really did not need his help in improving his people skills, but that he was going to see Doyle again Monday night and have dinner together and talk some more. Kidding, Billy asked Harry if dinner and talking was the only thing he had in mind. Harry said that perhaps he might need to give Doyle some sex therapy in his bedroom while he was there. Billy told Harry that after dinner and everyone left that he was going to conduct some therapy of his own with Doyle.

Both Ben and Gene arrived before Doyle returned from his apartment. Billy expressed his appreciation to everyone for what they had done for Doyle during the day. As soon as Doyle returned, Harry and Billy dished up the food and put it on the table. Harry and Gene sat down at the table with Doyle in between them. It seemed that Harry and Gene were more interested in flirting with Doyle than they were in eating. Doyle was relishing the attention that he was getting. Ben and Billy carried on their own conversation during the meal. Ben explained that he was going to have to leave early so he would be home when Russ got off work. Russ was going to spend the night with him.

They had talked for sometime after they had finished eating. Harry told Gene to get up and help him clear the table and clean up the kitchen and then they were going to go home. Gene protested some but Harry insisted. Ben told everyone goodnight and told Billy that enjoyed the meal and the company, but that he needed to get home. Billy helped Harry and Gene and it did not take them long to get everything straighten up. Harry took Gene by the arm and both said goodnight and they also enjoyed the meal. Gene handed Doyle a card with his address and phone number and told him that he would see him tomorrow around four o’clock. Harry gave Gene no other choice than to leave.

They were no more than out of the door when Billy turned out the lights and he and Doyle were headed towards the bedroom.

As Doyle was taking off his clothes, he said, “I’ve waited all day for this. I hope you are ready for me. I’m hot as hell and need to get my rocks off.”

“Doyle, I’ve got a splitting headache. I’m sorry, but we are going to have get our rocks off in less than six hours.”

“Six hours? You have got to be kidding me. As horny as I am, it might not take me six minutes to loose my first load, but I think that I am good for a couple loads after that.”

As they got onto the bed, Billy wasted no time in getting Doyle on his back and straddling him in a 69 position, and going down on him. Billy had had a lot of experience, but he had never had sucked a cock as large as Doyle’s. He had been thinking about it all day, and immediately deep throated him just to see if he could. He had no problem, but believed that if Doyle’s cock had been any longer that he would not have been able to deep throated him. Once he had learned that he could, he began to set up a slow rhythm.

Billy soon learned that Doyle was no slouch at giving head. The fast pace that Doyle had begun lead Billy to believe that Doyle was trying to make up for lost time since his last encounter four years ago. Doyle was also using his hands to hold onto Billy’s nuts and to insert his finger into Billy’s asshole. Billy began to wonder if it would be he that would loose his load in less than six minutes.

Billy had his hands holding on to Doyle’s buttocks. Doyle began to flex his buttocks in rhythm to Billy’s sucking motions. Billy began to notice that Doyle’s former low hangers were drawing up closer to his cock and now when he deep throated him that he was burying his nose into Doyle’s sack. To break the routine, Billy let go of Doyle’s butt and began stroking his cock while he suck on it. Doyle soon showed all the signs that he was nearing an ejaculation. Moments later Doyle began shooting off into Billy’s mouth. Billy deep throated him until Doyle had lost his load, and then kept on slowly bobbing his head up and down in a regular pace even though Doyle was loosing his erection.

Since Doyle was causing him to feel so good, he did not want to change positions. Doyle had moved so he alternated in sucking Billy’s nuts and rimming his asshole. The way that Doyle had devoted so much attention to Billy’s ass, Billy knew that if Doyle obtained another erection that he would want to fuck him. Again, he did not know if he could take Doyle’s big cock up his ass or not.

For sometime he continued to rim Billy’s asshole while at the same time he was stroking Billy’s dick. Doyle returned his attention to sucking and deep throating him. Billy was still sucking on Doyle’s semi-hard when he began to shoot off while Doyle was deep throating him. When he shot off, Doyle’s cock got as hard as it had ever been. Doyle sucked on Billy’s cock until it got soft, and then asked Billy if he could fuck him.

Billy got off, got a condom and lube out of the drawer in the nightstand next to the bed, and handed them to Doyle. He lay down on his back, and pulled his legs up in the air. Doyle could not resist rimming his asshole, which he did until Billy had obtained another erection and was so turned on that he was begging Doyle to fuck him.

It only took Doyle a minute or two to put lube in Billy’s asshole, put on his condom, and his big cock slipped all the way inside Billy. He began fucking Billy like the apartment was on fire and he wanted to climax before he had to exit the apartment. He got so rough that Billy had to ask him to slow down. Doyle slowed down, but before long he was furiously and roughly fucking Billy again. Once again Billy reminded him to slow down and not be so rough. This happened several more times before Doyle was nearing a climax. Billy asked him to get off of him and lay down on his back. Billy got on top of him in the 69 position, took Doyle’s condom off, and began giving him head again while Doyle gave him head. A few minutes later, both of them were ejaculating in each other’s throats for the second time.

Billy got off and lay down on his back beside Doyle. Doyle reached over and patted Billy on the chests, and said, “I can’t thank you enough for what you did for me today and for having sex with me. I want a copy of that photo you took of me. I am going to put it on the mirror of my bathroom to remind me of how I looked. I’ve learned today that I am better off buying clothes and keeping myself presentable rather than spend money on drugs and being miserable.”

Billy took a hold of Doyle’s hand and held it on his chest. Doyle almost immediately fell asleep.

When Billy woke up the next morning Doyle was gone. He did not think much about it. He ate breakfast. He went to the grocery store to do his weekly shopping. He returned and put everything away, and decided to walk down and see what Doyle was doing and to find out why he left without saying anything. When he got to Doyle’s apartment the front door and windows were open. He knocked on the door and Doyle did not answer. He went inside calling for Doyle. He heard Doyle coming in from the back of his apartment. Doyle had taken a load of trash to the trash bin. Billy found out that Doyle was doing a major housecleaning. Doyle told Billy that he had been living in a pigsty, and was throwing away anything that he could not wash and get out the bad odor.

He had stripped his bed and had used upholstery cleaner on his mattress. He had washed his bed linens and pillows three times before they did not smell. Doyle was so pleased with himself that he took Billy into his bathroom, where there was an odor of bleach and Mr. Clean, and showed him how clean he had gotten it. Doyle told Billy that he knew that he could not get it all done in one day, but he was going to keep after it until his apartment was as clean as his. Billy started to offer his help, but decided that in the long run that Doyle would feel better about it if he accomplished his goal by doing it himself.

About 3:30 Billy was setting out on his patio talking to one of his neighbors that had dropped by. Doyle showed up dress in his new clothes. The neighbor did not recognize Doyle until he spoke. Doyle wanted to know how he looked for his date with Gene? Billy told him that he was not quiet dressed. He went into his bathroom and got some cologne and put on Doyle and told him that now he could pass as a good queen. Billy got his camera and took another photo of him.

Later that night around eight o’clock Billy was on his patio talking to some friends that had dropped by. Doyle showed up and sat down and joined in on the conversation. The friends left shortly after Doyle had arrived. Doyle told Billy about his date with Gene. He said that Gene wanted him to go to bed with him shortly after he had gotten there. When Gene saw how big his cock was that Gene would not let him fuck him, and that Gene could not deep throat him. Each of them did shoot off, but he did not enjoy having sex with Gene as much as he did with him. After they had sex that they went out to eat and he came home since he had to go to work at 6:00AM tomorrow.

Monday afternoon, when Billy got home from work, he found Doyle sitting on his patio waiting on him. Doyle was very excited and could hardly wait for Billy to sit down to tell him what had happened to him. Doyle told him that when he showed up for work that morning that no one recognized him. When Mr. Davis who was the Dispatcher realized who he was that he asked him to become his Assistant. He immediately went to work in the office as Assistant Dispatcher. He was responsible for scheduling the trash trucks to various locations, scheduling them for maintenance, and hiring personnel to drive and work on the trash trucks. He would be making twice his previous salary with an opportunity for an increase if he did a good job.

Billy congratulated him and told him that he was proud of him. Doyle was all smiles and told Billy that he had celebrated his promotion by stopping off at a drug store on the way home and purchasing a bottle of cologne. Doyle told Billy that he had to go home and get ready to go to his appointment with Harry and after they had their session that Harry was going to take him out for dinner. Billy did not tell him that Harry had also planned to have sex with him.

Billy did not see Doyle Tuesday and Wednesday. Thursday Doyle dropped by for a short visit. He did not go into details but told Billy that he had spent Monday and Tuesday night with Harry and that they had unbelievable sex together. Doyle ask Billy if he could spend Friday night with him and then Saturday morning go with him to see Ben and purchase some more clothes that he could wear to work. Billy told him that he would be happy to do that.

Doyle and Billy spent Friday night together and had sex. Doyle was not near as rambunctious and had settled down. The sex that they had together was much more pleasurable than the first night that they had sex together. In fact Billy could not remember ever having any better sexual partner than Doyle. Doyle was very considerate and was striving to gratify Billy as much as possible.

Saturday morning before they left to go shopping, Doyle paid Billy for the clothes that he had put on his credit card.

Ben assisted in selecting a couple hundred more dollars of clothes to be added to his new wardrobe. Before they returned home, Doyle took Billy out for lunch. While they were at lunch, Doyle told Billy that Harry had invited him to go with him that night to a business dinner and he would need to wear his sports jacket and new slacks. After the dinner that he would be spending the night with Harry. After lunch Doyle took Billy back home and then went to his apartment and put away his new clothes and started doing more housecleaning.

Six months later, Doyle had moved in with Harry. Billy had found another boyfriend that he was seeing regularly, and they were getting serious about one another.

After Doyle moved out of his apartment, another man with long hair, beard, and dirty clothes moved in. Billy made no attempt in becoming friends with him. He thought that for the time being that he had done his share of helping his fellow man.

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[EveretteB1975]

Re: Security Guard Administered First Aid

a very hot story, know i need to relieve myself.

 

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Re: Security Guard Administered First Aid

awesome story, keep them cumming....

 

[unoponcho]

Mexican Hustler

Mexican Hustler

By Kevin – unoponcho
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NOTE: The following story was written as a result of agj25us response to my story entitled Juan My Houseboy.

I couldn't stop....I started on Part 1 and just kept on going. Having a "thing" for Mexicans I really appreciated this one. Good work!! Okay request - in the future if you have time and are inspired by it...do a Mexican hustler for hire that turns into a relationship. That has true meaning for me!! Thanks once again - great!”

Thanks agj25us, I hope that the following story is what you had in mind.

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Six months ago the University of Texas at El Paso held a two-week seminar. Troy was working for a corporation in Santa Fe, New Mexico at the time, and his company sent him to El Paso to attend the seminar.

Troy was twenty-four years old. He was well educated and was a graduate of Harvard University. He had been working for the corporation for almost two years, and had great potential in his career. Troy had been openly gay since he was eighteen years old.

After the first week of the seminar ended on a Friday afternoon, Troy decided to go across the US/Mexican border to Ciudad Juarez and have dinner and tour the city. He really did not know what to expect, but he was horrified by the filth and living conditions in Juarez. He did find a nice fairly clean restaurant to have dinner. After he had finished eating, he started walking around the city. The deplorable conditions in which some of the residents were living really got to him.

He found a market place where the Mexicans were displaying merchandise for sale. Some of the items were hand crafted. After spending an hour or so looking around, a young Mexican boy who he believed could not have been older than twelve years old approached him. The young boy was cute, with an angelical face, dressed in raggedy clothes. He asked Troy if he would like to fuck one of his sisters for five dollars. Troy was shocked and could not believe what the kid had just said. Troy told the boy that he was not interested. The boy told Troy that he would make him a good deal and he could fuck one of his sisters for four dollars. Troy again told the boy that he was not interested. The price of three dollars was made and then two dollars.

Troy was getting agitated at this point and told the boy to leave him alone that he was not interested. Then the boy asked him if he would be interested in fucking his older brother for five dollars. Troy shook his head telling the kid no. Then the boy proceeded to go down on his price again until he got down to two dollars. Troy just kept shaking his head no. Then the boy told Troy that his sisters or brother would suck his peter for a dollar. Troy began to weaken and asked the kid how old his older brother was. The kid told him that he was nineteen years old.

Troy asked the kid what his name was. He answered, “My name is Lupe. My brother’s name is Felipe. My brother will make you feel good.”

“Where is your brother? I would like to see him before I commit myself.”

“Senor, I know you will like my brother. Come with me and I will take you to him.”

Lupe took a hold of Troy’s hand and led him down the street about a block away. He took him into an old run down house, down the hall to a room. Felipe was lying on a bed asleep with nothing on but his raggedy underwear. Lupe woke him up. Felipe smiled at Troy and got up and introduced himself. Troy could tell that, like Lupe, that Felipe was undernourished and could be a nice looking young man if he put on some weight and had his hair cut. Troy could not help but stare at Felipe, and Felipe was staring back with a mischievous smile on his face. Troy believed that Felipe’s ancestors must have been Spanish. Unlike many Mexicans who were a mixed Spanish and Indian decent, his facial features were more like Spanish than Indian.

Felipe asked, “Senor, what can I do for you?”

“Lupe had said that you would give me a blowjob for a dollar.”

Felipe said something to Lupe in Spanish, and Lupe turned around and left. Felipe closed the door, lit a candle, turned out the lights, and knelt down in front of Troy. He unzipped Troy’s pants and pulled out his semi-hard penis and started sucking him off. Troy got the impression that Felipe was just doing a job, and his heart was not into what he was doing. Felipe was going to suck him off as soon as possible. Felipe obviously had had a lot of experience. Troy had not shot off in over a week, and Felipe was able to make him cum in a very short time.

When Felipe stood up, Troy took a hold of Felipe’s erection and took it out of his underwear and looked at it. Felipe backed away and told Troy that it would cost him more if he wanted to play with his peter. Troy zipped his pants up and sat down on Felipe’s bed.

Troy asked, “Felipe, how long have you been doing this?”

He bowed his head in shame, and said, “Senor. I have been doing it for three months now, ever since my mother and father died. I work when I can find work, and so do my two older sisters, but we just can not make enough money to make a living.”

Troy asked, “How long have you known that you were gay?”

“I don’t know. I like both men and women. I think I like men the bests, but I don’t know. Right now I am very confused about sex.”

“Felipe, I noticed that both you and Lupe speak English very well. Where did you learn to speak English?”

“My mother and dad spoke English and I took English while I was in school. Living in the border town like this, we get to speak English all the time.”

Troy asked, “I have a proposition to make you. How much would you charge to go with me to my hotel room in El Paso and stay with me until Sunday afternoon? I will pay for your meals and bring you back Sunday.”

“Oh my….Would ten dollars be too much?”

Troy replied, “I’ll tell you what I will do. I will give you twenty dollars now, and if you will satisfactorily fulfill my sexual needs tonight, tomorrow and Sunday I will give you another twenty dollars when I bring you back home Sunday.”

“Senor Troy! That’s way too much money. Thank you Senor. You are most kind. It will only take me a moment to get dressed.”

After Felipe got dressed, Troy handed him twenty-one dollars. Felipe excused himself and took the money across the hall and gave it to his sister. He and his sister had a brief conversation in Spanish that Troy did not understand, but he assumed that Felipe told his sister that he was going to El Paso and would be back Sunday.

Troy had one concern and that was that the clothes that Felipe had put on were rags and not suitable to wear in the hotel and when they went out to eat. The only thing that Felipe had on that was in good shape was a pair of sandals.

It was around ten o’clock when they got back in the City Limits of El Paso. Troy spotted a Wal-Mart and drove in and parked in the parking lot. He took Felipe inside and bought him a new pair of blue jeans, pull over shirt, and a packet containing three briefs. Troy also purchased a supply of condoms and KY jelly. Then they went into McDonald’s. Felipe eat two hamburgers, two orders of fries, two fried fruit pies and drank two or three cups of Coke’s. Troy believed that Felipe could have eaten more, but was too embarrassed to ask for anything else.

As soon as they arrived at Troy’s hotel room, they both got undressed and went into the bathroom to take a shower together. Felipe stood in front of the mirror and looked at his body. He told Troy that he had lost so much weight that he looked horrible. Troy could tell that Felipe needed to gain some more weight and could imagine how great his physique must have been and could be. Even now, Troy was still very attracted to him and found him to be very sexy looking. Troy had an erection and got behind Felipe, put his arms around him, and stroked his peter until Felipe had a firm erection. Troy was enthralled with Felipe’s eight inch uncut penis. As they stood in front of the mirror, Troy watched Felipe’s reflection in the mirror as he played with Felipe’s foreskin for several minutes.

They got into the shower and soaped each other down including Felipe’s unruly long hair. While in the shower they periodically stroked each other’s peters to the point that both were near having a climax. Felipe seemed as infatuated with Troy’s peter as Troy was with Felipe’s. They rinsed off, got out of the shower, dried each other off, and headed to the bed. They had no more than gotten on the bed, and Troy began to suck on Felipe’s large peter.

“Oh Senor Troy. That feels so good. It has been a long time since anyone has sucked on my peter. Everyone just wants me to give them a blowjob, and they could care less about my needs. Oh Yeah. YES! YES! Oh my!”

Troy was in between Felipe’s legs. Felipe wrapped his legs around Troy’s back and locked his feet together. He took a hold of Troy’s head and encouraged Troy to suck and deep throat him. The more excited and closer to climaxing that Felipe became, the more he was lifting his hips up and down thrusting his hard peter into Troy’s mouth and throat. Troy had a hold of Felipe’s peter and balls and increased his speed of pumping his head up and down on Felipe’s ridged member. Troy was showing that he was enjoying giving pleasure to Felipe as much as Felipe was enjoying receiving pleasure.

Felipe began to yell, “Senor! Oh Senor! I’m cuuuummmmiiiiiinnnn! Ahhhhhhhhhh! Oh……Senor. Gracias, Gracias, Thank you Senor.”

Troy moved and lay down beside Felipe. Felipe got up and straddled Troy. He was on his knees having one knee on each side of Troy.

He looked at Troy and said, “Senor, I’ve have never wanted to do this before, but I want to kiss you.”

Before Troy could say anything, Felipe bent over and was kissing him. Troy had not had much experience in kissing a man before, but he liked being kissed by Felipe, and started retuning his kisses. Before long they were sticking their tongues in each other’s mouths and passionately kissing each other. Troy’s peter was as hard as it had ever been and was sticking up, and the position that Felipe was in, his peter was touching Felipe’s anus. When Felipe realized this, he began moving his hips back and forth so that Troy’s peter, which was oozing precum, was rubbing against his asshole. Felipe stopped kissing Troy long enough for him to get up and put a condom on Troy’s ridged peter and put KY up his own asshole.

He returned to his position of straddling Troy and began kissing him again and at the same time pushing his ass against Troy’s stiff rod until it was inside him. While still passionately kissing each other, Felipe began the slowly rock back and forth with Troy only part of the way in his asshole. Troy began to thrust his hips up and down trying to fuck Felipe and trying to get his peter further inside him. For some time Felipe and Troy continued this form of pleasure of more or less just teasing Troy’s peter.

Then Felipe put his hands behind Troy’s neck holding onto his head and continued to kiss him but started to increase his rocking motion causing Troy head and shoulders to lift up and down off the bed while they embraced each other. Felipe was taking in more of Troy’s engorged peter into his asshole.

Felipe had obtained another erection that was sliding up and down on Troy’s abdomen and stomach. After some length of time, Troy was nearing having an orgasm. Just before Troy was about the shoot off, Felipe pulled Troy up into a sitting position and Felipe was more or less sitting on Troy’s lap facing him with Troy’s entire peter buried inside him. Troy began to shoot off while he and Felipe were still kissing each other. Troy and Felipe had their arms around each other and were still kissing. Felipe tightened up and relaxed his asshole a couple of times, and then he began to shoot off between Troy’s and his bodies.

“Wow! Felipe, that was better than just being fantastic. I have never fucked anyone like that before.”

“Me neither. I’ve never been kissed or kissed anyone like that before. That was the greatest. It is a privilege to have your peter up my ass, Senor.”

“Felipe, do me a favor. Please call me Troy. ‘Senor’ makes me feel old. Okay?”

“Si. I mean yes. I will call you Troy. I was just trying to be respectful.”

Felipe got off of Troy. Troy lay back down on his back and stretched his legs out. Felipe removed the condom off of Troy’s peter and sucked it until he got it clean. Then he licked his cum that he had shot off onto Troy’s body. Troy had Felipe lye down and he licked Felipe’s cum off of his stomach and chests and then sucked Felipe’s peter until it was clean.

After Troy lay back down, Felipe rolled over next to him, put his hand on Troy’s chests, and said, “Troy, thanks for letting me spend the weekend with you. I appreciate being able to take a shower, being in a clean bed with you, the nice clothes you bought me, the food, and most of all the wonderful sex that we just had.”

“You are more than welcome. I have enjoyed your company. Goodnight Felipe.”

“Goodnight”

Felipe fiddled with, teased and gently pinched Troy’s nipples for a minute or two before falling asleep. Troy put his hand on top of Felipe’s and thought about the sad and deplorable way that Felipe, his brother and sisters were living or existing. Before long he also fell asleep.

Saturday morning when Troy woke up, he saw Felipe standing in front of the bathroom mirror admiring the new clothes that Troy had bought him. Felipe had already showered and shaved. Felipe watched TV while Troy used the bathroom and got dressed.

There was a small restaurant down the street from the hotel that served all you can eat for one set price. Troy took Felipe to the restaurant and was amazed at the amount of food that Felipe ate. While Troy watch Felipe eat, he wonder what Lupe and his sisters were eating for breakfast if anything. After they had breakfast, Troy took Felipe to a barbershop and paid for having his haircut. They got in Troy’s car and drove around town, and through the University of Texas—El Paso campus. While they were driving around, Troy did most of the talking. Troy was aware that Felipe was depressed and sad. He did not know what to do to make Felipe feel better.

On their way back to the hotel, Felipe spotted a city park and made a comment about how nice it looked. They went to the hotel room and used the bathroom and then went back to the restaurant for lunch. After lunch they went to the city park. They walked around in the park and found a place where a number of people were lying on the grass sun bathing or just talking. They lay down on the grass under a tree. After talking for a while, Felipe started talking about his parents and his former life.

He told Troy that he had an aunt and uncle who owned and operated a hotel and lived in Tampico, Mexico. After his parent’s death, his aunt and uncle had invited his sisters, brother and himself to come live with them until they found jobs and could support themselves. They were willing to take care of Lupe until he was grown. The problem was that his aunt and uncle were not aware that they were prostituting themselves to survive and he did not know how his aunt and uncle would feel about that. One of his sisters had a boyfriend that lived near Tampico and they had talked about getting married before she became a prostitute. He also did not know how they would ever save enough money to go to Tampico.

After they had talked for most of the afternoon, and for Felipe just being able to talk to someone about his problems seemed to help him feel better. He was extremely hard on himself for being a hustler and taking money in return for sex. He was also disappoint in his older sister who seemed to like being a prostitute and wanted to continue to do it as a career instead of getting married and having a family and legitimate job.

They went back to the hotel room to shower and get ready to go out for dinner. Troy offered one of his clean shirts to Felipe to wear. Felipe asked Troy if he could wear a shirt that he had already worn. He told Troy that he liked how he smelled and would prefer wearing a shirt that had his odor on it than a clean one. Troy had no objections, but did not understand Felipe’s requests. Troy’s shirt was a little large on Felipe, but did look good on him.

They went out to a restaurant that severed Tex-Mex food that was not as spicy as the Mexican food. Since Felipe was to young to be served frozen margaritas, Troy ordered two for himself. When no one was looking, Felipe would drink from one of the glasses. Felipe was feeling no pain by the time they finished their meals. He was not drunk, but he was high and was being very funny and humorous. While driving back to the hotel, Felipe had unbuttoned his shirt, zipped down his pants, and showed Troy his hard peter. Then he began feeling Troy’s crotch and peter while Troy was trying to drive. By the time they reached the hotel parking area, they both had hard-ons and had to get out of the car and walk around a few minutes so their penises got soft and they could go inside the hotel.

In a matter of minutes, after they got into the hotel room, they were naked and in the bed sucking each other’s hard erections. Both were concentrating on giving each other pleasure. Neither one of them intended to shoot off as soon as they did, but both of them shot off within minutes of each other.

Troy got up and turned on the TV. They propped themselves up in bed next to each other and attempted to watch a movie. They were playing with each other’s soft penises, or teasing each other’s nipples. At times during a commercial one or the other sucked on each other’s peters sometime getting them hard before starting to watch the movie again. At times during the commercial break, they just kissed each other. The reputation of Mexicans’ being hot blooded was being exhibited by Felipe. He had a stiff for the last half of the movie and it was doubtful if Felipe comprehended or knew what took place in the movie.

As soon as it was over, Felipe got up and turned the TV off. He put on a condom and got back in the bed with the KY in his hand. He got between Troy’s legs and deep throated him several times before he raised Troy legs up and began to rim his asshole. Both he and Troy were so horny and aroused that nothing was on their minds except showing each other a good time.

By the time Felipe had put the KY jelly up Troy’s anus, Troy was begging Felipe to stick his big peter into his fuck hole. Felipe excelled in giving head, but even proved to be better at fucking. As soon as Felipe got his entire peter inside Troy, he began thrusting his fuckpole in and out of Troy’s asshole at a rapid momentum causing both he and Troy delightful sensations beyond any that they had experienced before unless it was the night before that Troy fucked Felipe.

For sometime Felipe banged Troy’s ass, and then they switched places and Troy did the honors of banging Felipe’s ass. They kept switching places until it was well into the night that Felipe shot off into Troy’s ass, and after a number of minutes Troy shot off into Felipe’s well-fucked ass. They both were so exhausted and gratified that they scooted up next to each other and gave each other a kiss. They slapped each other on their rears dropping their hands resting on each other’s hips and fell asleep with their noses touching each other.

It was close to noon on Sunday when they woke up. They used the bathroom, got dressed and went to the restaurant to eat. While they were eating neither one of them said anything, but they were conversing by just looking at each other. They returned to the hotel room and took turns in fucking and sucking each other until both shot off. Then they got dressed so Troy could take Felipe back to Juarez. On the way they made two stops. Troy stopped at a grocery store, and Felipe and he bought enough groceries that should last Felipe’s family for a week. Then they stopped at the Wal-Mart and bought a pair of pants, shirt and underwear for Lupe. They looked at the clothes for women, but Felipe had no idea what sizes his sisters wore.

When they got to where Felipe lived, Troy helped Felipe carry in the groceries and Lupe’s new clothes. They put the groceries down in the kitchen. Lupe was not around and Felipe did not check to see what his sisters were doing. Felipe had thanked Troy a half dozen or more times for everything he had done for him, his brother and his sisters and for the wonderful weekend at the hotel and in El Paso. While Felipe was kissing him Troy put another twenty-dollar bill in his shirt pocket. Felipe walked Troy to his car and as Troy drove off, he could see Felipe wipe the tears off of his cheeks. Troy also had his own tears on his cheeks to wipe off.

While Troy was driving home he thought about the money that he had spent, which he could well afford, but he thought that it was well worth what he got in return by having the opportunity to meet and get to know Felipe and having a wonderful weekend of having his company and having sex with him.

Sunday night, all day Monday, all day Tuesday, and all day Wednesday, Troy kept thinking about Felipe. He just couldn’t get him out of his mind. He had never met anyone that in such a short time had made an impression like Felipe had made on him. During the seminar sessions, he had difficulty in keeping his mind on what was being said and what was going on.

Sunday night after he had taken Felipe back home, he started thinking about the possibilities of getting Felipe to go back to Santa Fe with him. By Tuesday night he had used his computer to research Tampico, Mexico. He had even check out the cost of bus tickets from Juarez to Tampico. During his last seminar session on Wednesday afternoon he made up his mind to go back to Juarez after the seminar session was over and talk with Felipe.

When Felipe saw Troy, he through his arms around his neck, and said, “I didn’t think I would ever see you again.”

Troy sat down on Felipe’s bed, and asked, “How much would you charge me for going home to Santa Fe, and living with me?”

Felipe had tears running down his face and replied, “Even if you fucked my ass twelve times a day and I gave you a blowjob thirty times a day, I could not pay you back for such an opportunity. Are you just kidding me?”

“No, I’m not kidding you. Here is my proposal. I will pay for the bus tickets for your sisters and your brother to go to Tampico. There are two buses leaving here tomorrow and two on Friday. There is an alternative to my plan. Your brother could come with us, but I think that he would be better off going with your sisters just in case things don’t work out for you and I. I will come and pick you up Friday afternoon after my seminar is over. We can leave that night and head for Santa Fe or we could spend the night at the hotel and leave Saturday morning. I feel sure that I can help you find a job in Santa Fe. What do you think?”

“Senor Troy, I think you are an angel from heaven. I will need to talk to my brother and sisters and see what they say. I can’t go off and leave them here by themselves.”

Troy replied, “You go talk it over with them. I will wait outside in my car for you to come give me your answer.”

Troy stood up and Felipe hugged and hissed him. As Troy was leaving, Felipe was screaming something in Spanish seemingly calling his brother and sisters.

Troy did not have to wait very long for his answer. Lupe came to the car with Felipe. Lupe was all smiles. He was wearing his new clothes. He thanked Troy for the clothes and told him that he knew that he would like his big brother. Lupe went back inside and Felipe got in the car with Troy. He told Troy that his sisters and brother were going to catch the bus Friday morning. They had called and talked to their aunt and uncle who were delighted that they were coming to Tampico and stay with them.

Troy handed Felipe an envelope with the money for their bus tickets. Felipe told Troy that the money was a loan and he would work and repay him. Troy smiled and said, “Just as long as it is legitimate work. I don’t want you going out on the streets in Santa Fe and peddling your ass. As long as you are staying with me, that ass of yours is mine and you had better not be giving anyone else a blowjob either.”

Troy picked up Felipe on Friday as planned. They both were horny and did not think that it was advisable to be on the highway that night. They went to the hotel and had sex for the greater part of the night. They left for Santa Fe, New Mexico the following morning.

Felipe and Troy have been together for six months, and both are very happy together. Felipe did get a job that he enjoys and he has an opportunity for promotions. Felipe did gain the needed weight back and is now trying to not gain excessive weight. Troy has received a large pay increase for the job that he is doing. Lupe is in school in Tampico and is doing very well. One of Felipe’s sisters is getting married to her boyfriend. His older sister is working at the registration desk in their aunt and uncle’s hotel. Unfortunately she has not been able to control her desire to be a prostitute, which she does without her aunt and uncle’s knowledge. Most of her tricks are men who are staying in the hotel. She picks and chooses her tricks and charges big bucks for her services.

Troy and Felipe have tried to figure out new positions that they can be kissing each other while they are climaxing. They know about one of them lying on our backs holding onto their feet and legs while being fucked, and about sitting on each other’s laps facing each other while having anal sex, the only other way that they have discovered is jacking off while kissing each other. Felipe keeps kidding Troy and telling him that they can always get two Mexican hustlers to give them head while they are kissing each other.

Felipe is going through the process of becoming a US citizen, and working towards getting his GED with the help of Troy tutoring him. Troy and Felipe are making plans to fly to Tampico in three months and spend a week of their vacation at Felipe’s aunt and uncle’s hotel.

The End
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[agj25us]

Re: Mexican Hustler

Kevin - unoponcho,
You ARE a sweetheart! I am new here, and appreciate the fact that this posting was prompted by my request. Thanks - loved it. A very touching, realistic story. So happens my first Mexican "crush" was a guy named Felipe. I never got farther than being good friends with him (we still are), so I really got off with the Felipe in your story. Sad, but true, there are many stories just like this one in Mexico. Appreciate your writings, and making me feel SO welcome. I am reading a lot more of your stories....let me know if there are any others with a "Mexican-flavor"!!

 

[unoponcho]

Having The Crap Scared Out Of Me

Having The Crap Scared Out Of Me

By Kevin – unoponcho​

When my nephew was about four years old, my brother showed him an old black and white TV set. After my nephew had viewed the black and white TV for thirty minutes or so, he asked his dad, “Daddy, what was it like back in the olden days when the whole world was black and white?” Fortunately the following story is not in black and white, but took place “back in the olden days” before colored TVs, computers and before AIDS.

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While I was in college, during the summers, I worked for an accounting firm in Wichita, Kansas. Most of the time my work was confined to the office but occasionally the firm would send me out to work on the accounting books for different clients.

Late one summer, the firm sent me to a large ranch in north-western Wyoming. The client’s bookkeeper, whose name was Louis, had really fouled up the accounting records and it was going to take a couple of weeks to get everything corrected.

One of my hobbies was hiking. I had had a little experience in hiking and camping in the Rocky Mountains, but I certainly had a lot to learn. I took my backpack and camping gear in hopes that I might have time to do some hiking into the high backcountry.

When I arrived at the ranch, they put me in one of the bunkhouses with the cowboys and men who worked on the ranch. There were two bunkhouses and the one I was in was the closest to the ranch offices and to the mess hall.

As soon as I arrived, I started to work. The first week I was there I worked from eight o’clock in the morning to eleven o’clock at night only taking breaks for lunch and supper. When I got up in the mornings, most of the cowboys and other men had already gone to work. When I got back to the bunkhouse at night everyone had been in bed and asleep for several hours.

Friday morning when I went to breakfast at seven thirty as usual I was the last one to eat and there were only a couple men left in the dining area. There was one man that I had never seen before. He was about my age and was a Native American. He was sitting at a table a couple rows in front of me and he stared at me the whole time I was eating. He never smiled nor changed the expression on his face. Even when I looked at him he stared at me never once diverting his eyes away from me. It was eerie and made me very uncomfortable. My gaydar was not giving me any readings at all. Even though I felt ill at ease, I could not help but be attracted to him. He had a very interesting face and an extremely attractive body that was in excellent condition. He had long black hair that hung in braids on each side of his head. But those cold black eyes staring at me gave me the willies.

When I got to the office, I asked Louis about the Indian that I had seen. Louis told me that he was an Arapaho Indian, who called himself Joe Bear, and he worked on the ranch as a cowboy. His main job was breaking horses so they could be ridden. Louis told me that he was very strange and did not try to make friends, spending most of his time alone.

Later in the morning I told Louis that I really needed to take a break and that I would like to spend the weekend hiking into the high backcountry. I explained to him that I wanted to observe wildlife and I would prefer to hike in the mountains and canyons where very few people had ever been.

Louis got out a map of the ranch and showed me a canyon that was called Mountain Lion Canyon. He told me the Indians named the canyon because so many mountain lions had been seen there. It was also known as bear country. Both grizzly and black bears reportedly were in the area. He told me that it was a good ten or twelve mile hike just to the entrance to the canyon and that the canyon extended up into Montana. I decided that that was where I want to go spend the weekend.

I took off work an hour before supper. I went to the mess hall and talked to the cooks. They got me the food that I would need to take with me for the weekend. I took it and went to the bunkhouse and packed my backpack so that I would be ready to leave early Saturday morning. The mess hall started serving breakfast before the sun came up and I planned on being the first in line so I could get an early start on my weekend hiking excursion. While I was packing my backpack, I noticed that there was no one in the bunkhouse. I thought it was strange, but thought maybe that everyone had already gone for supper. When I got to the mess hall for supper there was hardly anyone there. I asked the cook who was serving my plate, where everyone was. He smiled and told me that almost everyone went into town for the weekend to live it up, get drunk and get laid.

Saturday morning I got up, dressed, and took my backpack with me when I went to the mess hall for breakfast. It was still dark outside. I got my plate and food and sat down. The sun was coming up just as I finished eating. As I was putting on my backpack, Joe Bear came in for breakfast.

He just looked at me, and said, “Going hiking huh? If I didn’t have to work this morning, I would go with you.”

He just kept on walking and didn’t give me a chance to say anything.

I took off clutching a copy of the map that Louis had given me. I hiked at a steady pace through some of the most beautiful and rugged country that I had ever seen. I was proud of myself for being able to cover so much ground at high altitude while not being in real good shape. I did take several short breaks to catch my breath and to check the map to determine how far I had gone. I also stopped for a lunch break, but other than that I just kept on plugging up the steep terrain where there were no trails other than the occasional ones that had been made by deer or other animals.

By late afternoon I was in The Mountain Lion Canyon, I knew better but I kept looking for mountain lions thinking that they could be all around me, and might attack me at any moment. I kept on hiking until I came upon a small meadow with a stream of water nearby. I thought that this would be a perfect place to set up my tent and spend the night.

I pitched my tent, rolled out my bedroll, put my backpack inside the tent, and built a campfire. I fixed supper and had just finished eating before the sun went down. I sat down on a log near the campfire, and listened to the quiet and peace. I could hear the wind blowing in the trees, and the water in the stream. I could not imagine anything more calming and peaceful than what I was hearing and experiencing. The moon was coming up and the stars were shining everywhere. The cliffs and surrounding mountains were a little mysterious especially when I thought about how many grizzlies and black bear could be roaming near by unseen by me while they could see me. Not to mention all those meat eating mountain lions.

As I sat and looked into the campfire, I was reminded when I was a kid and went camping with other kids. We would set around a campfire at night and someone would tell scary stories that would frighten us all to death. I was beginning to experience the same feeling that I had as a kid. I could almost feel eyes on my back and watching as I sat in staring into the campfire.

All of a sudden, I heard, “AARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!”


I jumped up and I tell you - I ran straight through that campfire far out in to the dark, and I don’t think my feet ever touched the ground!

Then I heard this loud laughter. I turned around with my heart beating as fast as it could, and I saw Joe Bear laughing so hard that he had fallen on his knees and had tears running down his face. I just stood there glaring at him and I am sure that I had a ‘Go To Hell’ expression on my face. He looked up at me and started to say something and then started laughing again. I got to thinking about it and I must have really put on a show that was funny. I started laughing, and at the same time I checked my pants to see if I had pissed or crapped in them.

I asked Joe Bear how long he had been watching me. He told me that he had been behind me for about fifteen minutes. I asked him why he was here and why he was wearing his native outfit. All Joe Bear had on was his moccasins, breech cloth or loincloth, and feather tied into the lock of his hair beside each ear. He also had red, yellow and white paint on his face. He told me that he had come to commune with the Sprits of his Ancestors, but the main reason was to scare the crap out of me.

He walked over pick up some of the burning logs that I had knocked out fire as I had run through it. He put them back onto the campfire and added a couple more logs. He kept looking at me to see if I were still mad. I don’t know if he was even aware of what was going on in my mind. Here was this beautiful almost nude stud walking around causing me to have all kinds of lustful thoughts and fantasies. He made a circle around the campfire doing what looked almost like an Indian dance. He reached down and picked up a hand full of sand and held it up above his head and then let go of it. I asked him if that was some kind of Indian ritual that he was doing.

He smiled at me, and said, “Nope! I was just checking to see which way the wind was blowing. I want to sit down by the campfire and I don’t want the smoke blowing in my face.”

He asked me to sit down so we could talk. I joined him and he looked directly at me asking if I knew any scary stories to tell him. I told him that I had forgotten all the stories that I had heard.

He looked over at my tent and asked, “Is your tent large enough that both of us can
sleep in it?”

“I told him that it would be crowded but that we both could sleep in it.”

He replied, “Would you mind sharing your tent with me?”

I told him that it would be fine with me if he want to sleep in my tent.

He smiled, and said, “There is an Indian ritual or custom that must be performed so we will have a good nights sleep. Would you have any objections to that?”

I replied, “Well…I guess not.”

“Good!……Now, I have a feeling that you might have some food in that backpack of yours. Right?”

“Yeah, are you hungry?”

“Nope! But that grizzly out there is and he has picked up the scent of your food. I don’t want him to interfere with the Indian ritual that we are going to perform. Go get that food, your poncho, and a rope.”

I did as he said, and he put the food inside the poncho tied it with the rope and through the rope over a tree limb that was a good distance from us. He pulled the poncho up so that it was hanging way off the ground up high enough in the air so that the bear could not reach it. I asked Joe Bear if the Indians used to do this with their food. He laughed and told me that the Indians stole the idea from the dumb white people.

Joe Bear picked up several large logs and put them on the fire. I told him that I thought you were supposed to put out the fire before going to bed.

He laughed, and said, “Who ever thought that rule up, didn’t have a hungry grizzly circling his camp…..Now, by the time we complete the Indian custom, it will be past my bed time. Are you ready?”

“Sure! What do I need to do?”

“Well traditionally a wise Indian generally takes a piss before going to bed. That way he might not have to go again until in the morning.”

I said, “Well, that is not just limited to Indians. I can go along with that idea.”

We walked away from camp and relieved ourselves. We walked back up to the campfire, and Joe Bear walked over to me and started undressing me.

He said, “A wise Indian gets undressed to go to bed and sleeps better while nude. Is that just limited to Indians?”

“No. That custom is certainly not limited to just Indians.”

He got me completely undressed and stepped back and took a look at me. He had me turn around and examined me with his eyes.

He said, “You are a good looking stallion. I’m going to have to break you in. Do you have any objections if I ride you?”

“Show me your whip. That just might influence my decision.”

Joe Bear dropped his breechcloth and revealed his eight-inch fat uncut cock. I took a hold of it and led him to the tent.

We took turns in giving head to each other. I just have to say that I have had men suck my cock before, but I never experienced anything as wild and hot as Joe Bear was doing to my cock. He knew just the right moves at the right time to cause me to let out screams and profanity that would have frighten off any hungry grizzly within mile of us. He was not only giving my cock fits with his mouth and tongue, but he had a hold of my testicles and at the same time he had his big long finger all the way in my asshole. I thought for a few minutes that he was going to stick my nuts up my ass, and at the time I had no objections for him doing just that.

While he was sucking my cock, I had a hold of his. I was stroking it and at the same time he was practically fucking my fist. I was not the only one that was sounding off. Not only that but our body heat had warmed the tent up sufficiently that both of us were perspiring. I had never experienced such hot sex before.

I could not believe it but latter it even got hotter. He had me in heights of ecstasy and lust that I had neither experienced before nor since. When I started shooting off, I had tears of joy in my eyes. I just kept shooting one shot after another. I had never shot off like that before.

Even though I was breathing hard, I could not wait for him to fuck me. I pulled my legs up and begged him to take me. He put his entire cock inside and rode my ass like I was a bronco horse. In times past when someone fucked me, I objected if he slapped my ass, but when Joe Bear did it he caused shivers to go up and down my spine. I never once lost my erection and was beating the hell out of it while Joe Bear was slamming his cock in and out of me like some kind of machine.

When Joe Bear screamed out every animal in the area probably ran for cover. I could just imagine that Joe Bear would not have made any more noise had he been on the warpath in olden days. I reached up and pinched one of his tits. He slammed his cock all the way inside me and left it there. His body became tense all over. He threw his head back and growled. After a few moments, he told me to pinch both of his tits and that he was about to cum. I took a hold of them both and pinched them real hard. He again tensed up and slammed his entire cock up my hole and threw his head back and started to growl again like some kind of animal and I could feel him spewing his warm thick man juices inside me.

This excited me so much that I shot off all over my stomach and chest. My cum had barely landed when Joe Bear began to lick it off like he was starving to death. He pulled his cock out of me and told me to lie on my side. He got behind me, wrapped his arm around me, and stuck his cock back into my ass and slowly began to fuck me again.

I asked him, “Joe Bear, how old was this Indian custom or ritual?”

He answered, “Hell if I know. Being the wise Indian that I am, I just invented the custom and ritual tonight. Now I am going to fuck you until we go to sleep. I think my dick has found a comfortable place to spend the night. Tomorrow morning there is another similar Indian custom I am starting - we will do this all again before we break camp and head back home.”

Joe Bear, humped me a few times, reached down and took a hold of my soft dick and stroked it several times and fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up and Joe Bear was not in the tent. I got up and dressed and got out of the tent. Joe Bear had put some more wood on the fire. I looked around and he was sitting on top of a near by ridge or cliff watching the sun come up. I got the food out of the tree and started fixing breakfast. I had only brought enough food for myself, but I was more than willing to share it with him.

When he saw me cooking breakfast, he climbed down from the cliff and came back to the camp. We had just finished eating and he motioned to me to be still and quiet. He slowly rose up and looked up the canyon towards the meadow. He motioned for me to stand up. He got behind me and held onto my shoulder with one hand and with his other hand pointed towards the meadow. There was a large herd of elk coming out of the mountains and began grazing on the grass. We watched the herd for some time and two huge bull elk began to fight. It was a magnificent sight to watch. Joe Bear then pointed to a grove of aspen trees where a mountain lion was stalking the elk. The great cat was creeping closer and closer preparing to make its attack. One of the elk undoubtedly sensed that there was danger and set off the alarm. The elk took off and ran back into the forest with the mountain lion in hot pursuit. I feel sure that I would have missed seeing the elk and mountain lion if Joe Bear had not shown them to me.

I began to clean up after breakfast. I took the cooking kit to the stream and washed it. I heard Joe Bear come up behind me, but I paid no attention to him until he was standing at my side. He was buck naked and started wading out into the stream. He squatted down and began washing the paint off of his face and splashing water on his body taking a bath. I was in awe for two reasons. The water was ice cold and it was a magnificent sight to see such a beautiful body being exhibited in such wonderful natural surroundings. It was Mother Nature at its best.

I left Joe Bear taking his bath and returned to the tent to retrieve my backpack. I put the cooking gear back into the backpack along with a few other things. I was standing near the campfire when Joe Bear walked up to me still naked and wet. He stood in front of the fire to both get warm and to dry off. He stood in back of me with his arms around me. He pointed up into the sky and showed me a golden eagle that I would have never seen had he not pointed it out. He then showed me several other animals and birds that I would have missed but for his keen eye.

I don’t know how long he held me in his arms before he began to tease me by gently biting on my ear lobe and at the same time unbuttoning my shirt. He slowly undressed me while I put my arm and hand behind my back and stroked his cock as it got harder by the second not to say anything about my own hard cock that demanded release from the confines of my pants. Once he got me undressed, he continued to stand behind me and stroked my cock while I stroked his.

Then he turned me around facing him. He grinned and reached down and took a hold of my waist. He picked me up and raised me up over his head and quickly deep throated me. I could not believe that he could have had that much strength. I was not as heavy and large as he was, but I did weigh a hundred and sixty pounds and he lifted me up like I was a feather. He sat me back down on the ground, grabbed a hold of my butt, and pointed towards the tent.

Knowing exactly what he had in mind I got into the tent. However, I had in mind something a little different than he did. I got into a 69 position with the full intent of sucking his cock for a good length of time before he shoved it into my ass. He put up no argument to my idea and began to eagerly suck on my cock like he had done the night before.

Always before when I had sex with a man, it never made any difference to me if he were cut or uncut, but after sucking on Joe Bear’s uncut cock, I knew from now on that my preference was definitely going to be uncut. Manoeuvring his foreskin in my mouth and throat was giving me a sensation that could not be put into words. His skin on his cock was like velvet and just glided into my mouth, across its roof and down my throat with ease. When the head of his cock was covered with his foreskin and then pulled back while in my mouth so as to release his cock-head I was sure it felt as good for me as it must feel for him. It was at times like this that I cursed the day that I was circumcised.

I was so engrossed in giving him pleasure by sucking on his manhood that I had not realized the death grip that I had on his thighs and buttock. It was as if I might be afraid that he was going to get away from me. My concentration was occasionally distracted by how my cock was feeling due to what Joe Bear was doing to me. He was again demonstrating his remarkable techniques and knowledge as how to give me the ultimate sexual pleasure. I kept on wanting to shoot off, but at the same time I wanted to prolong the sensations that I was feeling. I returned my concentration on giving him head hoping that he might be enjoying it as much as I was enjoying what he was doing to me.

I remember the night before how excited that he got and how he reacted to my pinching his nipples. I reached down and began to alternately pinch each one. It only took a few minutes before he again tensed up his body only this time he deep throated me while holding on to my butt so I could not move and he began to shoot off numerous rounds of cum into my throat. After he had finished cuming, he still had my cock down his throat. He slipped one of his fingers of each hand into my asshole and began massaging my prostrate until I shot off a huge load.

I moved and lay down beside him until we were breathing normally. It seemed to me that words were not necessary to tell each other how much we had enjoyed having sex together. I told him that we had a long hike ahead of us and that we had better get started so we could get back before sun down.

He grinned, and said, “This wise Indian has two more customs to show you before the day is over.”

I asked, “What are you talking about?”

“I’m not going to tell you just yet. While you are taking the tent down and getting ready to go, I have something that I need to do. I will be back shortly.”

Joe Bear got out of the tent, put on his moccasins, breechcloth, and took off running. I had no idea what Joe Bear was up to. I rolled up my bedroll and folded up my tent, and then packed every thing onto my backpack. I had put out the campfire and had just sat down to wait on Joe Bear. I looked up and saw him coming towards me. He was ridding a horse bareback and was leading another horse with a saddle.

He jumped off of his horse, and said, “As a wise Arapaho Indian it is my custom to never walk when I can ride.”

I asked, “Where did you get those horses?”

“You know, I just forgot to tell you that I tracked you here while on horseback. I had them hobbled for the night down the way.”

Joe Bear tied my backpack to the saddlebags behind the saddle. He asked me if I had ever ridden a horse before. I told him that I had but that it had been several years ago. I climbed on the horse and Joe Bear jumped up on his. We took off with Joe Bear in the lead.

We had not gone very far when we saw a black bear with two cubs cross the path in front of us. The previous day while hiking I had seen several deer, but today I had already seen more than I had the day before. It seemed to me that I was seeing more wild life while on horseback than I did while hiking. I think I was able to look around and see more because when hiking I had to keep my eyes on the ground to see where I was stepping.

After we had ridden for almost an hour, I became aware that Joe Bear was veering off the path that I had hiked the day before. I did not say anything because I knew that Joe Bear certainly knew where he was and how to get us back home. It was not very long before we came upon this beautiful meadow with a stream and waterfalls that was surrounded by forest and mountains. It was a beautiful place. When we got to the stream, Joe Bear jumped off his horse and knelt down by the stream and got a drink of water. I got off my horse and did the same before the horses got a drink. Joe Bear lay down and looked up into the sky. He motioned to me to lie down by him. It was so peaceful and relaxing. I did not have a care in the world. We just lay there watching the clouds float by. I don’t know how long we lay there. We never said anything to each other. Every once in a while we would look at each other and smiled, which said more than words could say.

Joe Bear got up and motioned for me to stay where I was. He went over to my horse and opened one of the saddlebags. He came back and sat down beside me and was holding two cans of Vienna sausages, a can of baked beans, two forks, and a can opener. He asked me if I was ready for lunch. I nodded my head and he opened the cans, handed me a fork and a can of Vienna sausages. He set the can of baked beans down between us. I set up and we began eating. I never enjoyed food so much in my life. It must have been just being out doors in nature at its prime but I ate the whole can of sausages and my share of the beans. After we finished eating we lay back down for some time.

Once again Joe Bear got up and took the empty cans and forks over to the steam and washed them out before he put them back into the saddlebag to take back home and properly dispose of them in the trash. He came back and helped me up.

He put his hands on my shoulder, looked directly into my eyes, and said, “You are about to experience my most recent invented Indian custom. It will be the final one that I will show you.”

He took off his breech cloth and put it over his shoulder while he removed my clothes. He took both his breechcloth and my clothes and put them in the saddlebag. He jumped up on his horse naked except for his moccasins. He pulled his horse up close to me and reached down and pulled me up on his horse behind him. I put my arms around his waist. He pulled his horse close to my horse and took a hold of the reigns of my horse and we slowly started towards home in the nude.

We had not gone far before I felt Joe Bear’s hard cock hitting against my hand. I took a hold of it and with the combination of the movement of the horse and my slowly stroking; Joe Bear was receiving adequate stimulation to cause him to scream out some mumbo jumbo that I did not understand. His excitement had caused me to become fully aroused.

Before long, Joe Bear stood up on the horse, stepped back over me and dropped back down on the horse in back of me. He gave me the reigns and told me to bend over and take a hold of the horse’s mane. Having done so, this exposed my asshole in front of him. He spit on his fingers and lubricated my asshole with his saliva. He then stuck his stiff cock into my hole. Once he was inside me, he held onto my hips, and with very little effort and the combination of his fucking movements and that that horse was causing both of us a very different way of receiving pleasure.

I was not even using the reigns on the horse. The horse seemed to know the direction home and that was where he was headed and my horse was just following along. Joe Bear moved around a few times making minor adjustments. It would seem that Joe Bear would have been the one that was benefiting the most from this arrangement, but I shot off first with out being touched as my cock was sliding up and down between f the horse’s back and my stomach. I guess Joe Bear could tell that I had lost my load by the tightening up my asshole while I had the orgasm!

If anyone could have seen us, it must have been a rare sight to behold. I was laying down on the horse holding onto its mane for dear life with Joe Bear behind of me leaning back on his arms and hands as they supported him resting on the horse’s rump. Joe had his head held back as he looked skywards with his cock going in and out of my asshole, while my horse trailed along behind us.

Time did not matter to either of us at this point. We were both in the height of our sexual glory. Joe Bear had neared a climax several times until he got to where he
could not put it off any longer. Honest to God, I have never been with anyone that enjoyed a climax as much as Joe Bear did, and I have never enjoyed being fucked like that before. Joe Bear got soft and he took over the reigns and stopped the horse. He jumped off and helped me off. He knelt down in front of me, had me put one leg over his shoulder and began repeatedly deep throating me until I shot off again. This was a sexual experience that neither of us will ever forget.

Joe Bear and I went to the saddlebags to get dressed. As I was getting dressed, I noticed that Joe Bear was putting on blue jeans, a western shirt, and cowboy boots.

“Joe Bear, why are you getting dressed that away? I like you in your Indian regalia.”

Joe Bear slapped me on my shoulder, smiled, and said, “I only wear my breechcloth when around gays and I want to have sex or when I am entertaining tourists.”

We each got on our horses and in a short time were back at my bunkhouse. Joe Bear got my backpack off the horse, swatted me on my butt and said that he would see me later. He took off with the horses to turn them loose in the pasture.

I took a shower, changed clothes and went to the mess hall for dinner. I thought that Joe Bear would show up, but he didn’t.

Monday I went back to work with a whole new attitude and enthusiasm. I worked all day and into the evening Monday and Tuesday. By noon Wednesday I had finished all I could do some two and half days earlier than my firm had expected.

I considered taking another hiking trip before returning to Wichita, but it would not have been the same without Joe Bear, whom I had not seen since last Sunday afternoon.

After I had lunch on Wednesday I packed up my things and started my return trip to Wichita. I’m hoping that Louis will screw up again and next summer the firm will send me back to the ranch to help out. Of course real reason for wanting to return was because I want to spend some more time with Joe Bear. I even stopped off at an Indian curio shop on the way home and bought myself a breech cloth, moccasins and a couple of feathers. My only problem is that I don’t have long hair to tie the feathers in. I just may have to start my own Indian custom and have my ears pierced and convert the feathers into earrings.

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NOTE:

Normally when I write a story, I make sure that my characters practice safe sex and wear condoms. This story is an exception because it took place before AIDS.

Yes, way back in the 'old days', when the whole world was black and white, we did have condoms although they were commonly called “rubbers” and their main purpose was to prevent unwanted pregnancies. However, many wiser guys did seek to avoid other sexually transmitted diseases that are still prevalent today and should never be ignored, even though there are cures available. Always better to be safe than sorry as it is not only AIDS that can prove fatal!

 

[EveretteB1975]

Re: Having The Crap Scare Out Of Me

you sure have a talent of writing hot stories. it is beautifully written. i enjoyed it very much it got me very hot.

 

[EveretteB1975]

Re: High and Mighty Knock Off His Pedestal

i just love this story Mr. Knox got what he deserves.

 

[shea]

Re: Having The Crap Scare Out Of Me



Thanks Kevin, another great story.
Makes me want to dig out my hiking and camping gear.
Shea

 

[clearfallen]

Re: Having The Crap Scare Out Of Me

good story, now I can't wait for my camping and hiking trip in July...I don't think I'll see any indians though...

 

[clearfallen]

Re: Mexican Hustler

keep it up I love your stories...

 

[unoponcho]

Auditions For An X Rated Gay Movie

Auditions For An X Rated Gay Movie

By Kevin – unoponcho

Typically, in both a gay or straight life, two people will sometimes meet, have a brief relationship and then go their separate ways. Ten years ago, Tony met Chuck and had a very torrid, hot sexual encounter that lasted for a couple of months, but their relationship was not going anywhere and they just quit seeing each other. At the time, both were in their early twenties and neither knew what he wanted to do for a career. Meantime both were working temporarily as waiters but at different restaurants.

For a few years Tony was then a male model and became very interested in men’s clothing. He eventually took on a business partner and they opened up a men’s ready to wear clothing business that was becoming very successful.

Tony had not heard from Chuck and had no idea what he was doing, until one day Tony received a short note from Chuck. In essence all the note said was that Chuck was living in San Francisco, that he would like to see Tony again, and gave his phone number. It so happened that Tony had already had planned on going to San Francisco on a two-day business trip.

Tony was curious about Chuck and wanted to visit with him and learn what he had been and was doing since they last saw each other. He placed a telephone call and talked to him briefly. Tony gave him the date of his trip and told Chuck that he would be free for the night and would like to have dinner with him. Chuck asked Tony to give him a call when he got into town when they would finalize their plans.

He flew into San Francisco as scheduled and shortly after checking into his hotel he called Chuck before going to his business meeting that was going to last all day. The conversation between them left Tony wondering what was going on. Chuck said that he would pick Tony up from the lobby of the hotel at five o’clock that evening and they could have dinner after which Tony could go along with him to a business meeting that he could not postpone.

Chuck arrived on time and it did not take the two friends long to realise that they still were sexually attracted to each other, but otherwise that they had very little else in common. There was something about Chuck that caused Tony to feel that he was being devious and not being completely honest with him or even as far as that goes he was not being honest with himself.

Chuck asked Tony what brought him to San Francisco. Tony told him about his men’s clothing business and that he was in town to check out a new line for his store. Tony then asked Chuck what he was doing. Chuck said that he was writing manuscripts for movies.

Chuck pulled into the restaurant’s parking lot, and they went in. They placed their order, and Tony told Chuck that he didn’t want to interrupt his plans for attending his evening meeting and that after dinner that he could catch a taxi and go back to his hotel. Chuck assured him that he wanted Tony to go with him and that he thought that Tony would enjoy being at his meeting.

After they finished eating, Tony inquired about his writing and asked what kind of movies. Chuck did not give a direct answer, but said that tonight that they were going to audition actors for a new movie that was going to be different from the previous movies that they had made. Tony pursued his questioning and asked Chuck what was going to make this movie any different. He replied that he had written a story that had real substance to it and it should prove to be the best movie that he written to date provided they could find the right actors for it.

Chuck told Tony that they were running a little behind and that he needed to leave to go and meet with his associates. It did not take them long to get to where they were going. They drove up to the parking lot in front of a non descript building with no name but only the street number above the door. Chuck took Tony down a hall and into a room that had a small stage in the center. There was nothing on the stage but a couple of chairs and a kind of bed covered with vinyl plastic. There were a few tables and chairs surrounding the stage.

Several men in the room were talking and Chuck introduced Tony to a couple of them. One of the men that Chuck had introduced was called Tim, who was going to direct the movie. Another man was Alfred, he was the producer. Chuck asked Tony to sit down at one of the tables saying that he would join him shortly. Chuck stood talking to Tim and Alfred for a few minutes before returning to where Tony was seated and waiting on him.

A few minutes later Tim and Alfred sat down at a table. All the other men, except one, left the room. Tim told this man to ask those who came for auditions to come in and stand on the stage; he opened a door to the next room and ushered fourteen young men to the stage where they stood in a row.

Tim got up and asked each one of them to step forward individually, introduce himself and turn round a couple of times before returning to the line. After each of them had done this, Tim went over and had a brief conversation with Alfred. Tim then dismissed six of the young men narrowing them down to eight. Tim then gave each of them a script and gave them a few minutes to read and become acquainted with it. He then asked each one to step forward and read the lines. After each one had done their reading, Tim and Alfred had another brief conversation and two more were dismissed.

Tony told Chuck that he had no idea how actors were chosen for movies. Chuck replied that he had not seen anything yet!

Tim then handed each of the remaining six a further script, asking them to pair off. Each pair was required to read the script and interact with each other. He again gave them time to review the dialogue and decide which role each of them would portray. After the pairs had given their performances, Tim asked the remaining six to remove all their clothes. With the six naked standing in a row, Tim and Alfred conferred briefly once more, then Tim went down the row and paired the six anew. He asked two pairs to take their clothes and leave the room and wait until they were called back.

Tim stepped upon stage and told the couple that he wanted to see them have sex together and while doing so to pretend that they were on camera, mindful of the fact that they should ensure they demonstrated that they were enjoying their sexual act.

Tony never had considered himself a voyeur but he adjusted himself, set back in his chair, and was looking forward to each couple’s performance. Out of the fourteen young men, the first couple were Tony’s favorites. Not only for their good looks but he thought that their acting abilities were the best.

The couple started off by kissing each other and playing with each other’s dicks until they obtained erections. Then one of them got on his knees and began performing oral sex on the other. After some time they switched places. Eventually they were on the bed lying down so they could suck each other’s cocks in unison.

By this time Tony’s dick was hard. He had now come to the conclusion that not only could the couple act, but that they were very well endowed and certainly knew how to put on a sex act. However, the show was not over as yet. The couple was going to have anal sex. Tim interrupted them long enough to give them condoms and lubrication. One of them fucked the other until both of them were close to shooting off when he withdrew. They then knelt face to face, each with a hand on the shoulder of the other, and with their free hands jacked off until they shot cum onto one another.

Tim passed them a towel so they could clean themselves up and told them to dress and have a seat at one of the tables.

The next couple was then invited in. Tim told them what he wanted, and they began to have sex together. However, this couple did not seem to know what they were doing. They had a difficult time in getting erections and when they did, their dicks were of less than average size. They had just barely gotten started when Tim stepped in to say that he had seen enough, thanking them for coming for the audition.

The third pair did all right, but was just not as good as the first couple. They just did not seem right together even though they did give a good performance. Tim expressed his appreciation and dismissed them.

Chuck reached over and groped Tony, smiled, and said, “I thought that you would enjoy that. Are you going to invite me to come to your hotel room or I’m going to have to go home and give myself a hand job?”

Tony took a hold of Chuck’s erection and asked, “Does your plumbing still work? I’m ready to go anytime you are.”

Chuck went over and talked to Tim and Alfred a few minutes and then went over and shook the couple’s hands. Rather than let anyone see his obvious hard-on Tony headed to the door without saying anything to Tim or Alfred.

As soon as Tony and Chuck got into the car, Chuck unzipped his pants and pulled out his big cock, and then reached over and unzipped Tony pants and released his. He told Tony to move over close to him, and told him that he was a good driver even with one hand. He started the car, pulled out of the parking lot and they stroked each other’s hard dicks until they got to the hotel.

They were no more than inside Tony’s room before they were taking their clothes off and began having sex. It was just like they had picked up where they left off ten years ago. They were the best of best sexual partners but that was all they had in common.

They alternated in sucking each other’s cocks for thirty minutes or so. Each of them was so aroused, hot and horny, that they had neared having an ejaculation several times. Chuck was very much a bottom, and to him, he had not felt like he had sex unless he had been thoroughly fucked. Tony was always happy to oblige. He enjoyed fucking Chuck as long as he was able to finish by shooting off in Chuck’s mouth.

Nothing had changed. They went through the same routine as they had all of ten years ago. Chuck lay on his back holding onto his legs. Tony put a condom and lube on his cock but Chuck wanted neither lube in his asshole nor any other preparation. Tony just rammed his cock all the way in and began fucking fast and hard as he knew that Chuck liked it.

After some length of time, Tony got off of Chuck to enable him to straighten out, then Tony straddled Chuck, removed his condom, and fucked him in the mouth until he ejaculated. After he had cum, Chuck wanted Tony to jack him off, which as ever took some further two or three minutes.

As soon as Chuck had lost his load, he got up and went to the bathroom and wiped the cum off himself and then started dressing to go home.

As Chuck was getting dressed, Tony asked him how long he had been involved in making porn movies. Chuck told him a couple of years, but the movie that they were going to make was not a typical porn movie. That this movie would be an X-rated gay movie that had substance, depth, romance, and that if they followed the story as he had written it should prove to be a wonderful movie. Although explicit, the sex scenes would be secondary to the over all plot and included only to tell the complete story. He was very excided about the two actors that had been chosen for the two main characters.

As Chuck was leaving, he asked Tony to keep in touch.

Once Chuck had gone, Tony lay on his back, stretched out on his bed, hands behind his head, and thinking to himself how little Chuck had changed and how the way he had acted was so typical of him. He lay there for around an hour as he recalled the sex he had just had with Chuck as well as their previous similar sexual encounters. He then began to review in his mind all that had happen during the auditions.

This brought on another erection, which he slowly stroked for quite some time before he got serious and began to beat off in earnest causing him to cum again. As he fell asleep he was thinking that he should finish up his business around noon the next day and by this time tomorrow night that he would be home in his own bed. He figured that it may be another ten or more years, if at all, before he heard from Chuck again.

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