Jake's Story (Gay themed)

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    So, I am at this gay bar in my old college town while I’m up there for alumni weekend, and I am looking everyone over because, well, that is what gay bars are for, right? And I catch sight of this cute, young, fratboy type and I am angling to get a better view when he looks up and catches me staring. Then, like I’m the first guy who ever checked out his ass, he says real loud so everyone can hear, “Hey, geezer, what are you looking at me for? Find someone your own age. Jeezuss H. Christ, you are ugly. And for your information, I wouldn’t sleep with you for a million dollars.”

    Usually when I am shot down I fold up and slink away. I hate feeling like I’ve turned into an old troll, and my ego is not so solid that I don’t usually think it was deserved. But somehow, this was so mean and over the top it really hit me wrong. I should have shut up, but instead I leapt in where angels fear to tread. So just as loud, I said right back, “What on earth makes you think I’d even consider doing you?”

    Before he could respond, I barreled right on. “Let me tell you something. I’ve gone home with pastel-appareled preppies like you more times than I can count, and it is never worth it. To start with I end up emptying half my liquor cabinet in order to get you drunk enough to get over your “I’m not really gay, I’m just curious” act, then when you do finally get down to business, your hands are shaking so badly that I am afraid your going to saw my dick off with it before you finally get my zipper down, and then when I take it out (not that you’d know what to do with a small one, either) you take one look at my dick, realize that I’m not hung like your little league teammates, and by the look on your slack-jawed face I can tell that not only am I not going to get to fuck you, but you don’t have the first idea about how to approach oral, either.

    Fratboy had turned bright red and was clearing his throat to answer me, but I was on a roll. “Don’t even start with me,” I said. “We both know that in the end, if I was going to get any action out of the night, I’d have to do all the work. Of course I’d deep throat you, like that is any kind of a challenge with your endowment, but as much as you are going to do in return is hope I get off while you flex you underdeveloped, hairless pecs. The best I can hope for is that I’ll at least get off by jacking it myself, which I can do to a video with a hell of a lot less trouble, and at least it makes some noise while I’m going at it. Here’s the bottom line kiddo: I got too little patience to spend one more night on the inexperienced and self-obsessed. I’m not interested in you. I’m here looking for a man, or at very least a boy who is planning on becoming one before the evening is over, not a twinkie in a fuckin’ polo shirt.”

    The bar was real quiet, until Fratboy pulled himself together long enough to bark back at me, “I don’t need this shit. I’m out of here. I’m going someplace where the customers are not all old as my grandfather and butt ugly to boot.” He was backing toward the door the whole time he was denouncing me, and by his last word he was out and on the street. I was thinking about running after him to scream a snappy comeback, but, well, I couldn’t think of one, and besides he had just insulted everybody in the place, so it sort of seemed unnecessary.

    Having pretty well put a damper on the mood, I just leaned back against the bar and tried to look cool in my tightest demins. In a second, Tim (who has been running the place from all the way back before I was in college here) leaned in behind me and whispered, “Oh, Mary. Where did that come from?”

    “I don’t know,” I confessed. “He just rubbed me the wrong way.”

    “Didn’t act like he was gonna rub you at all. Too bad, too. I thought he was kinda cute.”

    “Yeah,” I had to agree, “but I didn’t have a million dollars on me tonight, so joke him.”

    “He said he wouldn’t fuck you even for a million dollars,” he smirked while he rolled his eyes. Then real fast before I said what I was thinking, Tim was smoothing me out again. “You feel like a candy drink tonight? I got a strawberry daiquiri back here that is gonna go to waste. Pretty boy ordered it before he took off. Left without paying for it, too.”

    “A bit sweet for my taste,” I pretended. Who was I kidding? “Why not? Put it on my tab, though. I owe you at least that for chasing away your business.”

    “On the house tonight, for supplyin’ the entertainment.”

    Tim is a good guy, and for well over thirty years now he has run a pretty nice place. Though a few others have come and gone, at the moment it is the only gay bar in town, so of course it was where I headed whenever I was back here. Compared to my life in the city, it is mostly catch as catch can. That night it looked like it was catch can’t.

    So I was sipping the drink and trying to calm down when I noticed a decent looking kid who’d been sitting quietly in the corner kind of giving me the eye. I didn’t stare back, figuring I didn’t need to repeat the whole thing over again, but in a second he slid out of his booth and after slowly making his way across the crowded dance floor, sidled up next to me at the bar. At first he didn’t say anything, so I turned and gave him that What? look.

    “Can you really do that deep throat thing you said?”

    I thought I’m too old for this. “Is that what you got out of all that?”

    He’s not put off. “Well, it did grab my attention, I’ll admit it. Is it difficult? I mean, can you do it every time?”

    “Well, on the rare occasions that I can’t, because he’s hung like a horse, turns out I am a good cowboy who likes to go for a ride, so everybody goes home happy.” That pretty well stunned him into silence. So he just stood there trying not to be too obvious about checking out my crotch. He was good looking, but not in the same way as the twinkie. Stocky. Brown hair, cut short. A light stubble. Above average, but very young, bear cub.

    I turn straight toward him and look him in the eye. “So, what’s happening here? Are you hoping I’ll suck your cock?” Might as well speed things along, right?

    “Yeah, I guess I am hoping that.” Big smile. “Anyways, you sort of owe me one.”

    “Really,” I said. “That’s a line I’ve never heard before. And why is that?”

    “That was my date you just chased out of here,” he motioned with his hand toward the door.

    “Pretty boy, really? You two were here together? On a date?”

    “More or less.” Obviously that needed some more explanation. “It was a date in my mind.”

    “And in his?”

    “You know how it goes. He’s not really gay, he’s just curious,” he said with a smile to show me that he was quoting without making fun of me, “so he was still making up his mind if it was a real date or not. I was working real hard on him, but from what you say it takes a lot of drinks to help that decision along. Probably would have never got there,” he shrugged as he laughingly pulled out his wallet and stared forlornly into it.

    “What about you? Are you gay,” I asked.

    “Yeah, I sure am. Or I would be if I could just get into someone’s pants.”

    “Oh, shit,” I remember saying, “…a virgin.”

    “Why don’t you see if they’ll let you use the PA next time,” he said. “Yes, I’m a virgin. A gay virgin, that is. I’ve done it a couple of times with girls.

    “I take it that didn’t work out so well.”

    “No.”

    “Cum too fast?”

    “No. Didn’t come at all. Either time.” It was not what I expected, and he read it off my face. “The first time, I didn’t really know what I was doing and I couldn’t get it in.”

    I nodded. “Sounds like you still don’t know what your doing. What went wrong the second time?”

    “We didn’t really do ‘it.’ It was after the prom. She’d done it about a month before with some other guy, but I guess he was smaller or something, and she wouldn’t even let me try. She gave me a blow job instead.”

    “Most teenage boys think of that as a fine consolation prize. Why didn’t you cum that time?”

    “I don’t know. It was just sort of obvious that she wasn’t into it. She kept gagging and shit, and I thought what the hell, I’d rather go home and jack off. I got her off with a handjob and took her home.”

    “I see. And that put you off women forever?”

    I think he missed my irony. “That didn’t really have anything to do with it. I’ve always been gay. I shoulda never tried it with them anyway. It really wasn’t fair. That was back in high school, though, and I was still in denial.”

    “So now you’re here and you’re what, a freshman? Sophomore?”

    “Senior.”

    “Really. Long dry spell.”

    “Yeah. I finally grew a pair and just decided to come out this fall. It wasn’t like I wasn’t getting off that whole time, though. I get along real well with my right hand. My sophomore year my roommate moved out at mid-semester ‘cause he said I had him locked out of the room so much.”
     
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    “And what makes you think that I have any interest in you? Didn’t you hear anything I said to your friend?”

    Very slowly, and without eye contact, he mumbled, “I heard the part where you said you gone home with preppies my age dozens of times. I figured at least I have more to offer than Chris,” nod toward the door, “did.”

    “And why do you think that?”

    “Because,” he said slowly, “we’ve made it to the nervous hands on the zipper part once. I got a good feel before he decided that he wasn’t ready to go any further. He seems kinda small.”

    “Maybe he wasn’t hard yet.”

    “He was. We both were.” Pause. “Just saying.”

    “I’ll take your word for it. I don’t need details.”

    “I think maybe he came in his pants while I was trying to get it out, and then he got embarrassed and that is why he didn’t want to go any further.”

    “I said I didn’t need details. Why would you tell me that?” I stare at him, but curiosity got the better of me. “What makes you think he came?”

    “We’d been making out for a long time. Feelin’ each other.” After a very long pause, “I did. I thought he might have, too.”

    “Damn, kid, this gets worse every minute. You came in your pants and you wanted to keep going?”

    “Outside my pants, actually, but yes.” My head was spinning, but he felt the need to explain, which was not obvious. “I was real hard and my dick had worked its way out of my shorts and was sticking out of the top of my pants, okay? I shot on my sweater, but I didn’t realize it ‘til later.

    “That is one of the most desperate things I’ve ever heard. Lucky for you I’m a sucker (no pun intended) for a hard…”

    “No pun intended,” he interjected.

    “…Luck story. Yeah, no pun. Settle up your bill with Tim and we’ll take a stroll to the back room and see if we can change your life.”

    He looked at his feet and sighed but otherwise did not stir.

    “What,” I said. “Don’t tell me you are ‘just curious’ all of a sudden. Or did you already come in your pants. Excuse me, outside them, though that’d probably be a lot harder since they aren’t low riders tonight.”

    He looked confused. “Same pair I was wearing that night, actually. No, I haven’t come yet. It’s just… Call me silly. I wasn’t exactly expecting flowers and candy, but I guess I’m just not ready to give up my girlish dream that there might at least be a bed involved when I lose my cherry.”

    I couldn’t help it. That cracked me up. I laughed out loud, enough that people turned to look. He looked a little hurt. “Am I such a skank that you can only spend five minutes with me? Are you ashamed to be seen leaving with me, or you live with your mother? What is it?”

    “Listen, kid. With my deep throat skills and your track record I wouldn’t plan on it taking five minutes.”

    He doesn’t think that is as good of a joke as I do. “You take plenty of other guys home. That’s what you said. Are you always such a hardass?”

    Before I can answer, Tim swept in with a couple of refills. “Hell, no, he isn’t. I’ve never seen him act so butch. Usually it is Honey this, and You go, girl that.” As if he hadn’t made his point well enough, he illustrated with his best snap.

    “Okay, okay,” I said to shut Tim up. In the first place, I haven’t queened it up for years and in the second place, I was curious enough about my queerling that spending some time in bed sounded reasonable. “Drink up and we’ll go to my hotel. Don’t act all shocked that it isn’t spotless though. I wasn’t expecting company tonight.”

    “I’m more or less planning on spending most of my time with my face in a pillow anyway,” he smiled.

    “Well if you want to be the bottom, you better get on your back fast. Most nights Mary here will have her heels in the air before you can get your boots off,” volunteered Tim to my chagrin. In his head, I am still the boy he used to sleep with on occasion two decades ago. My college boy laughed.

    “We can negotiate,” he said.

    Tim gives me a big thumbs up. “You should wear your 501’s more often,” he says. “You caught yourself a live one.”

    TO BE CONTINUED
     
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    Very amusing story Doc.
    Thanks, and keep on going!
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    Well, hell, I'm coming soon, too. Let's get with it, Doc. You've left some of us just holding things in our hands........ :rolleyes:

    Glad to see you writing again and VERY glad to read the results of your labors. I'm intrigued, man. Can't wait for more (please give the stocky college kid a hairy chest, please. Oh, and I'm seeing some great, beefy pecs and maybe a cute small, furry belly with a great treasure trail leading down to a nice cock and meaty balls.....). Oh, I'm sorry, it's your story - my mind is just still there....... :biggrin1:

    Have a good one!

    Ed
     
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    Part II

    I should have figured it out faster, I know. It’s not like my bear cub didn’t give me a few clues, but I’m not sure he really knew, so he didn’t come right out and say it. But somehow he didn’t follow any of the predictable patterns. That should have been my tip-off.

    I took him back to my hotel. The new clerk gave me a bit of an evil eye as I walked the kid through the lobby to the elevator, but I just looked back like Get over it, I’ve been fucking my brains out in this hotel since before you were born and went on my way.

    As soon as I stepped in the room, I slipped off my shoes and was unbuttoning my shirt as college kid followed me in. I hate the awkward small talk time (of which there had already been too much in the car) and so I was getting on with it. Thankfully, kiddo realized what I was doing and followed suit immediately. He closed and locked the door, and then started kicking off his shoes before he had even turned around. He had pulled off a sweater revealing a surprisingly hairy chest and nice six-pack before I could get out of my shirt. I threw my clothes onto a chair as fast as I could get each piece off without waiting to see what the boy was doing.

    Once I had everything off, I took a deep breath and turned around to find him not much more undressed that when I was last looking at him. His stare was fixed in such a way that I knew he’d been checking out my ass and now he was getting a good look at my cock.

    That’s when I should have known. At the moment when half of ‘em audibly gasp and another quarter of ‘em decide to chicken out, he seemed interested but unsurprised. I’m not meaning to brag, but I am not used to tricks, especially young ones, being so unimpressed. I could have put two and two together, but I still didn’t get it.

    So nice and casually, I strode over to where my cute virgin was standing and started rubbing his pecs. I slid one hand around his back and pulled him closer to me. He was frenching me before I could get the kissing started myself, and – not a shy one, this kid – was gently cupping my cock and balls with his free hand. I ran my hand down his back, underneath his waistband and was getting myself a handful of that fabulous butt while I kept both our tongues busy.

    “Wait. Give me a second,” he said as he broke free. I was thinking that this was the moment the “not sure, just curious” crap was going to start, but he was unbuckling his belt and getting out of his pants as fast as he could work them off. He kicked them away and as he was standing there in his socks and white boxer briefs, I finally got it. Where I fully expected to see a treasure trail his erect cock protruded over his shorts by a good four inches, thick as normal wrist.

    “Damn, kid. Why didn’t you tell me that you had a horse dick?”

    “Do I?” Puzzled look. I mean,” he said, “it doesn’t seem out the ordinary to me. Is it big?”

    “Shit, you are a virgin. Haven’t you ever at least jacked off with your friends?” Big blush. Red as a beet.

    “You’re kidding,” I said. “Or even watched porn?”

    He was recovering his composure, but I noticed his cock was just as hard as it had been. “Well, yeah. I’ve watched porn some. But my, mm, thing’s barely bigger than those guys.”

    “That’s how you compare yourself? Don’t you realize that those fuckers get hired because they are freaks of nature? Their cocks are twice normal size. Some are more than twice.” Now I was getting hard. “And you are ‘barely’ bigger.”

    I could tell that he had no idea what to say. He sort of reached down and adjusted his dick but he didn’t know whether to take his briefs off, or put his pants back on. He obviously didn’t know if I was pleased or irritated.

    “Come here,” I said. As he came to me, I pushed in close so that my hard-on lined up right against his, with only a thin layer of cotton separating us. “Feel that? My cock is big enough that most men, even experienced sluts, worry about whether or not they can accommodate it. It is a damn rare evening that I find anyone in my ballpark. Fact is, I’ve only ever really known one unambiguously bigger guy – a fuckbuddy back home. Do you understand what I am telling you?”

    “I guess your telling me that I am kind of hung.”

    “Yeah. That is what I am telling you. That fucking hunk of horse meat you got there is longer and thicker than mine. No wonder you couldn’t get it in your prom queen and Little Suzie couldn’t ‘throat it.”

    “Other way,” he corrected. Long pause. “Not that it matters, but it was the other way ‘round. It was my prom date that had trouble with the blow job.”

    “Right.” So I slowly dropped to my knees and started licking his cock through the cotton. “So there is a reason that your date, what’s-his-dick…”

    “Chris.”

    “Chris.” Lick. “…That Chris got cold feet when he,” lick, “felt your hard-on.” Lick.

    I felt the shudder run up his legs and pass through his groin. “Oh, god. Please don’t stop now.” He put his hand on my head and gave it a little pressure, but then immediately removed it. I could tell what he wanted, but he seemed suddenly afraid that he was going to hurt me. Or offend me. Time, I thought, to show him that I was not a beginner.
     
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    Using my teeth, I got hold of his briefs and peeled them away from his dick and down. Then guessing correctly that he was ready, I came back up under his balls with my tongue and licked all the way around them once before beginning my slow progress up the length of his pole. I wouldn’t have though it was possible, but I could feel him get even harder and lengthen a bit as I worked my way upward. When I got to the top, I engulfed his head and ran by tongue all the way around his corona with it inside my mouth. I knew that this was the moment, but I wasn’t actually sure if I could do it. I adjusted myself off my haunches and up onto my knees so that I could get a bit higher approach, and turned my head to a slightly sideways angle. I pulled in a big breath, knowing I’d need the air, and then I started down his shaft. Much faster than I expected I felt him hit the back of my throat, and groan. I was no more than halfway down his pole.

    He wasn’t a jerk. Trying to cooperate he immediately began to pull back. But this is what separates the men from the boys. With both hands I grabbed his ass and pushed his dick in further. It was so thick that for a moment I wasn’t sure I could suppress my gag reflex, but despite the fact he was obviously going wild, college boy held still and let me slide on down on my own time. I didn’t quite make it to his balls, but close enough that he could tell all his friends he’d been deep throated. And then I came back up. It wasn’t until I had him almost all the way out of my mouth that I could look up to see his face. His eyes were rolled back in his head. His ass clenched tight, and I could see his hands were shaking.

    I clamped down hard on the base of his dick, using my hand as a cockring to delay his orgasm, and went down again, this time sliding on and off faster. And a third time. This time he could not help himself. Beyond his conscious control, he grabbed my head and pushed me down hard and held me there as he began shooting his cum down my wide open throat. To my surprise he let loose a string of expletives like I have not heard in years, starting at “God fucking damn…,” and not letting up ‘til he had shot at least five huge shots down my throat, finishing “..take it all, you hot motherfucker.”

    He collapsed backward onto my bed, and for a second he continued to convulse. He might have even shot one last time as he lay there. I wasn’t sure. He was breathing so heavily that he couldn’t speak, and I didn’t see any need to.

    I stood up and walked to the bathroom to get a towel to clean the cum off my chin that I hadn’t quite been able to swallow as he pulled out. When I got back to him, he had pulled himself together enough to sit up. I threw him the towel, and he began cleaning up a bit himself.

    “You were good, kid. We ought to try this again sometime.”

    “Are we done,” he asked with obvious disappointment.

    “Well, I suspect so unless you think you have it in you to do that again.”

    “The truth is that I think I could come about a hundred times more if it is always like that, but I was thinking more about what we were going to do for you.”

    “That is right gentlemanly of you,” I teased putting on my hick drawl, “but I wasn’t planning on you being able to handle my cock, even if it isn’t quite as big as yours.”

    “Don’t you want to know my name?”

    “What,” I said. “Where did that come from?”

    He got up off the bed and walked right over to me. He looked me squarely in the eye and said, “If you are going to show me how to handle your cock, I don’t want to be ‘kid’ or ‘buddy.’ My name is Danny. I want you to call me Danny, and I want to know how to do what you just did, just as good as you just did it, so that you’ll need that name to call me up again later.”

    “Danny,” I said, “We aren’t starting some longterm…”

    “Relax. I heard you say you have a big dicked fuckbuddy back home and I am not moving in on anyone’s territory, but it must not be an exclusive thing or you wouldn’t be here with me tonight, right? So just chill. Let’s work on teaching me to give you a great blowjob and we can worry about everything else after.”

    “Danny, there isn’t going to be anything else.”

    “Sure there is, Jake. I’m going to figure out how to give you a blowjob just as good as the ones you give, and then we are going to solve my virginity problem.”

    “Danny, after what you just experienced you aren’t a virgin anymore.”

    “Yes, I am. I still haven’t fucked anybody, but I sure want to, and that guy that runs the bar said you’ve been known to do that. And then, of course, I haven’t ever been fucked, either. Doesn’t it interest you to take my cherry?”

    “You are a brazen little hussy, aren’t you? Are you cutting a deal?”

    “Exactly. I get to do you, you get to do me.”

    “You may not know what you are getting yourself into.”

    “Or you, either.” I guess his first blowjob can give a kid a hell of a lot of confidence. Danny reached out and began working my cock back to full attention. “Why don’t we both quit talking about it so fucking much and just find out?”

    TO BE CONTINUED
     
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    I'm really enjoying the story, keep it cumming!:smile:
     
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    I'm running behind a bit, but glad you are liking it. Keep checking for more here and in my other story, MMC.
     
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    Excellent story! Whether it actually happened or not it seems oh so true to form with my experiences. Gay life is not kind when time is involved and when you are on the older end of it. These days all I can do is think about it. Haven't had any physical contact with anyone in more than 25 years. I've even looked for ways to squelch desire and I might ad not successfully! The story felt real and "The Way It Is"
     
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    What a great story!!
     
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    Well, as I read, my keyboard (which I tend to put in my lap) keeps going up and down like a yacht in the America's Cup race in heavy seas.
    :biggrin1:

    (Up for the sexy parts and down -- but only a little -- for the humorous parts.)

    I'm really enjoying it! Keep it...erm...up.

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    The bartender is hilarious!

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    I'm stunned, fortiesfun.
    Sure you've been told before, but
    you can really WRITE!

    I guess I knew, though.
    I clicked on this one because
    t'was you who wrote it.

    Your guys are HUMAN.
    Not mannequins with big dicks,
    but human beings.

    That is hard to do.
    I know from experience.
    You do it quite well.
     
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    Bravo! What a great writer you are. Keep telling your tales!
     
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