"What feelings are those?"

"What feelings are those?" you ask Buck.

He turns beet red. "You know...I'm just drunk. Ignore anything I've said. This is all just crazy talk."

You reach out across the table and take his hand. Sure, you normally prefer women, but you've been with a few guys. Maybe its all the taunting you endured under Buck back in high school, but you've always had a thing for butt fucking the all-American jock type.

"Buck," you say. "Thanks for the apology. Most of the time I feel like I'm past all that crap from high school, but in truth it did sting to be an outcast, uncool. So...have you ever done it before with a guy?"

Buck shakes his head no. He looks sad.

"Did I tell you I've got a kid?"

"No you didn't."

"Its probably not mine, but just the same, I love him like he's my own."

"Have you had a paternity test done?"

Buck shakes his head no. "There's hardly any need. I can count on one hand the number of times I was actually able to come in Heather. She's a beautiful woman, I know this, and I was a selfish immature punk to marry her knowing what I know about me. She deserves better, she really does."

"But when you're a kid you do dumb shit. All I cared about back then was the adulation, the crowd, being the home town hero. I started dating Heather and I was the envy of every other guy out there. "

Your interest in Buck's woes isn't terribly high. At this particular moment, you're feeling pretty horny and damn if you're not getting some ass tonight. Larry will enjoy the story later, about how you pounded your former high school assailant in the ass.

You pick up the check and the two of you get back into your rental car. Buck gives you directions on how to get back to his place, but you decide to make a little detour.

"Uh, hey Andy, where are we going?"

"Stargazing," you tell him. You've exited the road now and are driving on a dirt trail to the Bluff. The trees form a wall around your car and the canopy overhead blocks out all light from the sky.

Arriving at the Bluff, you get out of the car and look out over the expanse of wilderness below. On this moonless night out away from all the big city lights, the stars are brighter than you're used to seeing. They blanket the sky like a cascade of diamonds.

You stand near the Bluff edge, your jacket dangling in your hand. Buff gets out of the car and makes his way towards you. He's standing directly behind you. Tentatively, he puts his arms around your waist. You can feel his cock pressing into your back.

You turn in the circle of his arms. Its difficult to make out his expression in the dim light. You grab behind his head and pull his lips to yours and thrust your tongue between his lips. He accepts it greedily and sucks on it.

"You ever suck cock before?" you ask him.

"No. I've never been with another man before. Andy...no one can know about this."

You agree just to shut him up. You walk back to the car and turn on the headlights.

"I want to be able to see you when we do this," you tell him. You flip through the radio stations until you find some late night club music.

"Okay," you tell him. "Now I want you to strip for me. But not like those girls back at the titty bar. I want you naked and I want you excited. I want you thinking about the feel of my cock pounding the back of your throat."

Buck looks eager. He starts with his jacket, shrugging it off so it hangs on his elbows. He does a sexy turn for you, looking back over this shoulder before dropping his jacket on the ground. Then he is undoing the buttons of his shirt, slowly, one at a time, gyrating his hips to the music. He pulls the shirt off without yet touching his tie.

"Leave the tie on," you tell him. Your eyes rake over his upper body. You see he has kept in shape since his high school days. The light of your head beams glints off his washboard abs and huge pecs. There's a sheen to his skin as his gyrations cause him to sweat in the muggy night air.

When he started dancing you undid your own pants and started playing with your cock. Buck is looking hungrilyy at your thick 8 inches. His eyes don't leave you as he undoes his belt, tosses it to you, then slides his pants off. You're amused to see him sporting tighty whiteys.

You grab him by the tie and pull him against you. Your cock is straining against the bulge in his underwear. The two of you kiss again. He presses you back against the hood of the car, then without prompting drops to his knees and begins lashing your cock with his tongue.

He circles around the head with his tongue, then dives in pulling your whole cock into his mouth right up to the balls. He grabs your ass with your two hands and even as he is gobbling you up he propels you forward into his mouth with his grip on you.

It feels so good, you let him for a while and then just as you realize you're about to come right there in the back of his throat you push him away. He looks at you in surprise.

"Not yet," you tell him with a smile. You still have every intention of taking his ass.

You strip his underwear off him and this time you push him up against the hood of your car. You have him with his legs spread wide, leaning forward with his stomach on the hood. You rub your slick cock on his tightly puckered sphincter. He moans at the feel of it.

"Andy, go ahead, put it in me, put it all in me," he begs.

You oblige by ramming your rock hard penis in all the way to the hilt.

He cries out with the shock and pain of your sudden insertion. But you don't let up. You're not a complete jerk, so you start off moving your dick inside him just a little in and out. One of your hands is holding his hips steady and your other is stroking his shaft.

Slowly you pick up the tempo, progressively coming out further and faster before burying your cock fully in his ass. After the initial trauma, Buck has recovered himself. He is rocking himself back onto your dick nearly as fast as you're pulling it back out.

"Andy, oh my god, oh my god, oh fuck me," he is yelling. You feel his cock start spasming in your hand, and he begins spewing his load onto the hood of your rental.

He's knees seem to be collapsing under him so your **** him fully up against the car hood so it is supporting and continue slamming your cock into his anus. He starts to come a second time. His butt hole is clamping down on you and despite your attempt to hold on, you find yourself emptying into him.

Both of you are panting as you encircle your arms around his waist and lean into him, sandwiching him between you and the car. Your cock is still buried in his ass, clenched between his butt cheeks.

You hear yourself saying to him, "If you've ever up in my part of the country, you should give me a ring. I'd love to see you again."

And you actually mean it. But not for anything permanent, you tell yourself.

                   ~ The END ~