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Added: Jan 12, 2011
Owner: puzziboi
Total Stories: 22

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Bowl Game (Report It)

As I applied another coat of my ultra wet cherry glaze lip gloss, I heard him say, "I think I have the window seat." I stood up and let him through. It seemed that I would spend the next three hours of my day sitting next to a bona fide cowboy. He seemed to be about five-feet-ten-inches tall and black Stetson hat matched his Southern accent. He settled in and after I buckled my seatbelt, I noticed his boots. "Nice boots," I mentioned

"Thank ya!"
"Are they ostrich skin," I asked.
"Good guess. They are."

As we waited for take-off, he busied himself by flipping pages of a racing magazine. Once we were airborne, I pulled out my iPad to begin reading a book Id recently downloaded. The gadget must have caught his eye because he inquired. "How do you like that thing?"

"My iPad?"
"Yeah. How is it?"
"I like it a lot. Its very convenient, you know."
"I thought about getting one, but still not decided."
"I think its worth it. And theyre fun too."
"I might have to check it out. Where ya headed?"
"Im going out to LA to spend New Years with relatives. What about you?"
"Same place, but Im going for the Sunflower Bowl."
"Which team are you pulling for?"
"Ole Miss. Im Graham by the way."
"Oh cool. Im Tyree."

Soon, the flight attendants were passing out drinks and snacks. I requested a ginger ale with no ice and my row-mate with the short cropped hair ordered a Bud Light. "Do you drink at all," he asked with a slight nudge.

"Every now and then."
"Whats your poison?"
"I like bourbon and coke."

He asked the flaming gay flight attendant for two of the drinks I had just named. As he handed me the tiny bottles and cups, I asked, "Are you trying to take advantage of me."
"Who knows," he chuckled.
"Youre wife might not like it," I played along.
"Ah she probably wouldnt. But, Im not married," he retorted
"Well, well, well. I better drink up," I teased.
"You better," he stated matter-of-factly as he took a long drink from the beer can. He leaned in close and said, "I love pretty black boys like you."

I choked on my drink and coughed instinctively. "Excuse me?"
"I said I love pretty black boys like you," he whispered again.
"And what makes you think I want a man,"
"Hmmmm, the nail polish, the high heel boots, the lip gloss. You pick."
"I never was very masculine," I blushed as I laughed.
"Good, I dont like em masculine, baby."

We continued drinking and conversing as the plane zoomed through the air. My body was tingling with anticipation of his touch. As if he read my mind, he pressed the call button. The flaming one returned. "Yes sir," he asked as he summed up my new man.

"Two blankets please."
"Alright! One moment sir."

Graham spread the throws over our laps and gave me a knowing look. I slid my hand under his cover and he replied in kind. I searched for his zipper only to learn it was already undone. I stuck my finger inside and felt skin. I looked up at him. "Yeah, I go commando, darlin'," he winked. I felt his mushroom head and then began to massage the length of his cock. It grew in my hand and felt like six thick inches. My mouth watered.

He rubbed my crotch and my body responded with stiffening. He stroked until I was fully hard. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. I moaned softly. "I'm gonna love playing with your pussy stick while I fuck you," he breathed into my ear.

"I think that ladys watching us."
"Do you know her," he asked.
"No."
"Then why do you care?"

His boldness was contagious and we sat there for the next 20 minutes stroking one another. We put our tools away when it was announced that the final descent had started. He asked who was picking me up and if I had checked bags. I told him I planned to take the Metro bus. He vetoed this idea and decided he would give me a ride in his rental car.

After making it to the rental car terminal, we settled into the black Dodge Charger and hopped onto the freeway. Where exactly are we going?"
"To my hotel. I gotta be back at the airport to pick up my brother and cousin in three hours. Thatll give us some time to play first."
"Forty-five minutes with this traffic," I laughed.
"Yeah," he said oblivious to my sarcasm. "Just enough time to make you feel good."

His attitude was refreshing. I relaxed and waited for our arrival.

He returned from the front desk and selected a parking spot in the rear of the building. He carried my bag and his inside. I slid the card into the door and was taken aback by how nicely the room was appointed. He threw the luggage down and smacked my ass. "I love the way it jiggles."

"Thank you baby."
"Pull of those jeans. I wanna eat that ass out."

I peeled off my skinny jeans and he salivated as he saw the pink sheer panties I was wearing. He knelt down behind me and slid the undies off of me. He, again, slapped my ass. He bit gently on my cheeks several times as he squeezed and massage my big round booty. "You have an ass just like a woman," he mused. With that he launched a full out attack on my hole with his tongue. He flicked it in and out. He ran it round and round. He sucked it and blew on it too.

I screamed out in the pleasure. He continued with greater devotion. I started wiggling my legs so my ass would shake around his face. He spanked me and kept eating. Then he stood up and said, "Bend over the edge of that bed. I'm ready to fuck you."

"Oh no, Im going to suck that cock first."
"Well get to it," he ordered.

I fell to knees and licked all around the oversized cock head. I grabbed his butt and pulled him into my mouth. As I worked on his dick, he ran his fingers through my texturized Mohawk. "Your mouth feels great," he moaned. "Come on and let me fuck you, baby."

I stood and moved to the bed. I assumed the standard position with my ass up and face down. He spanked my ass crack with his thick white cock. He rolled on a rubber and spat on my ass. He placed the head at my waiting hole and started swaying his hips from side to side. He reached around and grabbed my stiff seven inch dick. He stroked it slowly as he worked each inch inside of me. "Thats a tight hole, baby," he moaned.

"That cock is so fat," I sighed.
"You like it?"
"Oh, baby! I love it!"
"Its yours, baby."

He gyrated his hips with skillful precision. Back and forth. Side to side. He continued rubbing my cock as he sped up his pumping action. "I love this ass, pussyboy!"

"I love that dick!"
"Be a good little fag and take it," he commanded.
"Yes sir!"
He smacked my ass and said, "Climb up on the bed. And, lay flat on your stomach."

I complied. He squatted down over me and pointed his cock towards my now open hole. He slammed himself down into my ass and raised back up. I yelled out, "Oh fuck!" He slammed back down into me. As he fucked me in this position, he began sweat. It was dripping on my lower back as he walloped my ass with full strokes.

"You like how this white boy fucks that black ass?"
"Oh yes sir!"
"Tell me how much sissy boy."
"Very much, baby."
"You gonna let me come to Memphis and fuck you anytime I want?"
"Hell yes!"
"Flip that ass over."

On my back, he lifted my legs onto his shoulders. He shoved his cock back inside of me and clobbered my asshole. I held onto his nicely defined Pecs while he continued pulverizing my pussy hole. He bent down and kissed me. "Soft pretty lips," he approved.

"Just like a girl," I offered.
"Better."
"Oh?"
"Yeah! Theyre just like a panty boy."
"Im youre panty boy, Daddy."
"Damn skippy, you pretty little faggot!"

He banged my booty and grabbed my dick again. He stroked until I screamed that I was about to cum. He pumped his cock into me furiously as my juices shot up onto his chest. He pulled out of me and removed the condom. He moved towards my head while he jerked off. "Ahhhhh," he growled. "I'm gonna cum baby. Catch it, faggot!"

I opened wide as a steady stream of his hot white sticky cum flowed forth towards me. He collapsed next to me and pulled me close. "I got to keep you around," he shared.

"I'd love that!"

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