OK I am sure all of you loyal readers couldn't sleep a wink last night just wondering what happened in my meeting with Steve yesterday afternoon. After he left I had to go home and jerk off 3 times in a row. Damn that almost never happens but it did yesterday and each ejaculation was huge guys! Damn it was awesome.
Of course nothing overtly happened with Steve but a lot happened in my mind. Oh shit.
Anyway back to the events of yesterday afternoon. It was about 5:15 PM and I got a call on my cell phone. It was Steve apologizing because he was running late. He sounded so cute and out of breath as he said he was sorry. Give him lots of extra credit for calling me to tell me. His voice was husky and had a wonderful sound to it.
He said that track practice had gone way over normal time and he could come right then or take a shower and be over in like an hour. Hell I went for it and told him to come over right now as I had some imaginary thing I had to do later. He told me he was all sweaty and probably stunk but I said come on. He laughed and hung up.
OK I was so nervous and I walked around the office straightening shit up and just being nervous you know and then I saw him drive up in his bad ass big truck. He jumped out and true to his word he was sweaty. But it was a beautiful sweat look. A model kind of sweat look. His medium length black hair was all wet and hanging down and he was wearing one of those track shirts that show off your pits and arms and ribs. It was very hot looking and those little running shorts they wear on the track really showed off his incredible long legs and gorgeous hunky thighs. As he walked across the parking lot I could see his calf muscles working and I was staring at his legs.
Shit he was a true high school jock type hunk. I'll bet all the girls are dropping dead around his feet every day.
So I opened my office door and stood there and said hi. He said hi and smiled. He was carrying a few sheets of paper in his hands.
We shook hands and he said hello again and I could feel the strength and the power in his grip. Damn I wished that grip was around my hard prick but it wasn't. LOL!
So I stood aside as he walked inside and I could smell his sweat and body odor. It was like perfume to me as I inhaled it.
He walked in and looked around my office and made a few comments and then found a chair and handed me the papers. I sat down and started to read them through. The usual stuff - father, mother, 2 little brothers and 1 bigger brother, worked odd jobs mowing lawns etc., in summer worked as life guard and camp counselor, good work history, A and B student, track, basketball, student government, newspaper, yearbook, loved to run, young democrat club (which surprised me), volunteered as a big brother to a young troubled boy, volunteered at a local park. Some other volunteer stuff. The usual stuff.
As I read it I glanced over at him. He was sitting straight up in the chair and had his hands on his things and he was rubbing them. He was looking around my office because I have all kinds of weird shit all over my walls. Sayings and posters and stuff like that. The shorts were short and I could see every curly hair on his legs and thighs. I tried to sneak a peak up the leg of the shorts but it was dark up there and I couldn't sea thing and he was probably wearing a jock strap. A couple of times he raised his shirt to wipe off his face and I could stare at his 6 pac abs and treasure trail. Damn he was so hot.
So anyway after reading the paper I asked him some questions about some of the items so I could have in mind who he was and what he wanted out of life. Mostly he wanted to run and go to college. He wasn't very sure of what was after college. I mean he was smart but as with many young guys he didn't want to really talk with an older man. He wasn't used to it and his answers were short and mostly yes and no. I tried to drag him out but it was hard work. He smiled a lot and was friendly but that was it.
We talked some more and then it was over. I told him I would write the letter today and put it in the mail unless he wanted to come by and pick it up. He said he wouldn't have time today and the mail was fine.
I told him to please keep me posted an let me know how it went and if he got in and if I could do anything more for him to let me know. He shook my hand again sending sparks up and down my arm and right straight into my crotch! He told me thanks and he would keep in touch and then he was out of my office, across the parking lot into his bad ass truck and gone from my life.
All have left of Steve is my memories and a few sheets of paper that I will keep forever. Oh well. But it was a great wank later as I said.
So lots to do today getting ready to leave. I will be in the office in the morning early and then leave to drive to the airport.
Hope you all miss me when I am gone and hope I have some stories to tell about the nice Irish Lads I find or at least see and have fantasies about! ROTFL!
peace
