The Bar
by JustAGuyNTpa@aol.com
I was at the local club on a Saturday
night when I saw him. The man was
gorgeous! He stood about 6'3, weighed around 190, brown hair
and green eyes.
He was wearing a pair of jean shorts that I must admit showed
of an
impressive bulge. Above that was a denim vest with no shirt underneath!
His
chest was as beautiful as the rest of him. Soft chest hair glistened
in the
bar room light showing off his beautiful muscles. On his feet
he wore a pair
of Reebok high tops and long white socks scrunched down. Boy,
I thought,
could I have fun with him!!
I kept checking him out throughout the night. I came to realize
later on that
he was there alone, and he didn't seem to fit the normal 'clientelle'
of the
bar. The only people that he would speak to were the Drag Queens!
This got me
kinda of curious. With all these good looking guys in this place,
why was he
only talking to the entertainment?
After a few more drinks, I finally got the courage up to walk
up to him.
"Hi, my name is Dave." He looked over at me, smiled,
and turned back around.
I could tell that he had a few too many drinks as he swayed at
the bar. He
smelled so good! I wasn't sure of the cologne he was wearing,
but it
was turning me on!
I stood there for a while longer staring at the most perfect
bubble butt that
I have ever seen in my entire life. Every now and then he would
turn me on
and I would get a glimpse of that gorgeous chest, and the impressable
bulge
in his shorts. I kept staring down at the floor, staring at his
muscular
calves and how his white socks looked so wonderful against them.
I was lost
in thought, tring to concela my hard on when I felt this thump
on my back.
"Hey buddy", he said to me, "These chicks in here
are hot. What do you think
my chances are of getting one to go home with me?"
I had the biggest lump in my throat. Should I tell him? "Well
by the looks
of you", I said to him, "probably pretty good."
What was I thinking?? Here I have this perfect man in front of
me, he has
been drinking, and he basically just admitted that he was horny.
Well kinda.
Bravely, I said, "But you know....I may be able to assist
you in a better
way."
"What do you mean?" he asked. Swallowing the lump in
my throat, I said, "I
see that you workout a lot. I am sure those back and leg muscles
of yours
must be pretty sore. Maybe I could help you out."
I was so scared. I have never been so bold before. The bartender
must of been
pouring pretty heavy that night. The stranger looked at me for
a moment,
scratched his chest, drank the last of his drink, and said, "Let's
go!"
I had to pinch myself to make sure that I wasn't dreaming. Before
I was sure
he was half way out of the club. We talked a couple minutes in
the parking lot, and we decided that he would follow me to my
place.
On the way, I could see him kind of swerving in the road as I
looked in the
rear view mirror. My cock was so hard at this point I couldn't
stand it.
We pulled up in my parking lot and walked in to my apartment.
We walked into
the bedroom and I told him to have a seat. He layed on his back
in my bed and
layed his head on my pillow. If only my camera had film, because
my friends
would never believe this.
There he was laying on my bed. His feet just barely overhanging
the foot of
the bed. "So, what do you want massaged?" No response.
The man was passed out
cold!
I just stood there staring at him for a minute. I dropped to
my knees at the
foot of the bed. I put my nose to the scrunched part of his socks.
The hair
on his legs was tickling my nose. I moved his leg over a bit
as a test to see
if he was awake or not. I only heard him calmly breathing in
his alcohol
induced sleep. I unlaced the shoe on his right foot, slowly pulling
it off,
with my nose there the whole time. What a tremendous smell of
sweat and
leather. He must of had these on since early morning! I took
off his other
shoe. My nose didn't know which foot to sniff, the left or the
right. They
both smelled so equally perfect. I unzipped my pants and started
slowing
pulling on my dick as I sniffed his feet.
I couldn't resist to see what that chest looked like all the
way. I
unbuttoned it and opened it all the way. His chest hair was full
and soft and
it thinned out into a trail down his stomach. I ran my hands
through his
chest hair, feeling his awesome chest muscles. His pecs were
picture perfect.
As i played with his chest his nipples became erect. I slowly
ran my tongue
over his left nipple and I heard a soft moan from him and I could
feel
something rising from under me. I looked down and his cock was
begging to be
released from his shorts. I unbuttoned them and slid the off
past his socked
feet. And he wore no underwear! His cock stood at attention straight
up in
the air.
There he was, shirt opened, no pants, and wearing socks. I was
in Heaven!
I went back to the foot of the bed and began smelling his feet
again while my
right hand massaged his cock. He began moaning more and more
and I could see
precum welling at the tip of his dick. This continued for a few
minutes when
all of a sudden his leg pulled back quickly and he sat up.
"What the hell do you think you are doing you faggot!!"
I jumped back. "You undressed me? You are smelling my feet?
You like that?"
He stood up and stood over me. "Lay on your back faggot!
You want it? You got
it!" I was too scared to do anything but obey. I layed on
my back and he put
his foot right over my nose. I thought to myself, does he think
this is
torture??
"Yeah smell them gay boy, tell me how much you like it!"
I think he was enjoying it as much as me because his huge cock
was hard as a
rock! He began stroking as he was yelling and insulting me. He
would keep
switching the foot that was in my face. His stroking got harder
and harder.
Before I knew it I felt his hot cum landing on my chin, chest
and stomach,
and I came myself as his foot remained in my face.
When we were done we chatted for a little bit. He felt weird
because he had
never done anything with a "dude" before. He asked
if we could maybe hang out
sometime and I agreed.
The next time we met was hot, hot, hot!!
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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