I entered and started to climb the crumbling stone steps. When I got to the top of the
stairway I found myself blinking in the strong sunlight. And then I did a double take.
Because there, as naked as you please, leaning against a stone wall, was the most
beautiful man I had ever seen. His eyes were shut and he had a pair of headphones on.
His personal stereo was wedged into a crack in the wall. And in his hand was a most
magnificent specimen of manhood.
His thick, brown cock was at least eight inches long. As he stroked it the red, swollen
head appeared and disappeared as his foreskin rode over it and then retreated. Sex had
been the last thing on my mind as I entered the fort but I now had a raging hardon. It
tented the front of my shorts, and I felt my mouth dry up as I swallowed hard.
Nervously I went up to the young man. A trail of dark hair ran down to his stomach and
fanned out into his thick bush. Long, silky hair covered his shapely legs. His heavy
brown nuts swung about as he fisted his delicious cock. I stood there watching him at
close range and could feel my precum sticking my cock to my undies. Suddenly he
opened his eyes. He blushed and tried to cover his hard on.
'It's okay.' I said pulling down my shorts, and showing him my own pork sword.
He didn't reply. Instead he reached out and started playing with my cock. It was all the
answer I needed. I leaned in to him and started sucking on his large nipples. He sighed
as my tongue made contact with his sensitive discs. As I licked and teased his nubs he
played with my balls and cock. My seven inch tool was steel hard in his warm hand.
'What's your name?' I asked.
'Ssshh... no speak.' he said.
I could live with that I decided. I got down on my knees, on that hard surface and started
sucking on his secretion slick plum head. A tasty tang covered my tongue as I admitted
him in to the back of my throat. My hands worked his furry butt cheeks, my fingers
seeking the heat of his sweat slicked crack. Lust inflamed my senses as I spun him round
and buried my face in that soggy fur. I tongued his pickled walnut as he pushed back
against me. He held his cheeks apart allowing me greater access.
When at last he decided to speak it was just two words.
'Fuck me!' he commanded.
I was more than ready to obey. I pushed him up against the stone wall and sunk my
aching cock into the furnace heat of his hairy pleasure hole. The heat, and tightness,
as I pressed in to him just about got me popping my cock. I concentrated on not cumming
and started stroking my cock in to him. He was a greedy bottom, thrusting his butt at me,
driving me ever deeper into his guts. Loud moans swallowed the silence of that
abandoned fort as I fucked the beautiful stranger.
He started playing with his cock now. I watched the sweat run down his firm back and
reached out to tongue a rivulet of salty liquid off of him. I shivered with pleasure as a
cool breeze dried the sweat in my own butt crack, and fucked harder and deeper as he
was now demanding. Suddenly he let out an animal sounding groan and I knew he was
spray painting the wall with semen graffiti. I lost it then, pumping gallons of sticky
love juice into his fuck canal.
He pulled away from me as I was still coming down from my fuck high. I cleaned off my
cock as he pulled his shorts back on and left, without so much as a good-bye. I stood up
there a long time watching him go and already missing the pleasure of his arse.
END
Copyright 2002 Daniel Blue