Moaning Mormon

[a6uldeve84u]

PART 1

 

It was 1997, Joel was 43, and he certainly didn't mean for it to happen . . . but it did.  He had gone to Chicago with his committee to finalize a deal for a huge wheat sale to the federal government.  That had been done.  The rest of his committee had returned to Utah on Wednesday leaving him alone in Chicago.

 

It was at the insistence of his own physician that he be checked by a specialist while in Chicago because of his digital exam.  Dr. Young had gone to school with Dr. Marks and had told Joel that there was no one better than Dr. Marks.  It was Joel's health that concerned Dr. Young.  The exam had in fact greatly concerned the doctor.  So, Joel was to see Dr. Marks on Friday and go home Saturday.  That was the plan at least.

 

Thursday morning found Joel sightseeing the city.  He had wandered the city using the CTA card to ride the el and busses.  He had found Halstead Street and the places and people seemed, well, no different than himself.  He had gone north on Clark and wandered around neighbourhoods again finding that as people they were just that:  people.

 

He finally went back to his hotel room, drank his preparation, and waited.  He didn't have long to wait.  True to what the druggist had told him he spent a major part of the day running to the bath room.  By the time Joel had gone to bed that night, he felt light headed from not having eaten and having all of what he had eaten cleansed from his intestinal tract.

 

Early Friday morning, Joel got his cab and arrived before the appointed time at Dr. Mark's office.  He went inside, completed the paperwork, and waited his turn.  The doctor did a digital exam first and then followed with the sigmoid scope.  Joel heard from Dr. Mark that he had great concerns about the exam.  He told Joel it was imperative that he stay in Chicago and that Joel would be worked in for a colonoscopy the next morning.  Joel was stunned but agreed.

 

Dr. Mark told him that he would need to stay hydrated and nourished but to avoid solid food.  He recommended several bottled food supplements that Joel could drink in moderation but stay away from all solid food.  Joel left and went back to his hotel stopping at a grocery to pick up the bottled "food" that he was to drink.

 

Joel contented himself staying in his room for most of the day.  He decided early evening to go for a walk, and walk he did.  He finally stopped at a cemetery at Lawrence and Clark.  He didn't know where he was but rested a bit and pressed on going away from his hotel.  He came to a video store and went in but left quickly.  It was much too seedy for him.

 

He wandered up to the next block noting a bar and a store with windows full of leather goods.  He went in and wandered around looking in awe at what was displayed.  Then, Joel overheard a couple of men talking about going to a bath house.  They were talking how fun it would be to get in the steam room and sweat off some pounds.  This piqued Joel's interest and though he kept his distance he kept his ears open.  The two paid for their purchases and left with Joel discreetly behind them.  He followed them until they entered a building a short distance away.

I apologize.  I originally posted Part 1 in General Bareback Sex.  My brain was not thinking.  The story does belong in this category.  Again, my apology.

 

Bill

[lungfucker]

As a former Chicagoan, I enjoyed this narrative.  I look forward to what Joel encounters, and how it might parallel my own experiences.

[a6uldeve84u]

PART 2

 

From the outside, the place looked old.  There were all the pennants and flags and colourful lights though that sort of helped.  He decided he would go in and did.  Joel signed his membership form, deposited his wallet, got his key and towel, and was buzzed inside.  He followed the clerk's directions and soon found his room:  20. 

 

Joel had also found that he was in a gay bath house from the short walk from the desk to his room.  He was so naive.  What was he doing here?  Why hadn't he turned around and left when he saw the two men engaged in oral sex in the hall?  He was repulsed and yet curious to know more so that he could reject the evils that went on here.  That was the plan at least.

 

It was only a little before 9:00.  He could enjoy the steam room and leave.  He stripped putting his clothes under his mattress, put the key around his wrist, wrapped the towel around his waist, and left his room.  He walked back through the bath house finding the steps and followed the signs to the steam room.  Inside, the room was huge.  He walked around in the wet and found a seat.  He was alone.  Good.

 

Joel's being alone didn't last long.  He was joined by three more men who found places to sit.  Joel watched without being obvious.  The two sitting close to each other soon were closer still and began fondling the other.  Their towels were around their necks unlike Joel's which was draped across him.  The shorter man slid down on his knees after a short time and moved between the other man's legs.  Joel watched discreetly as the blowjob was administered.  The head bobbing up and down in such rhythmic motion.  It was mesmerizing.

 

In time, the seated man began to moan and grunt and squirm.  The piston rhythm increased which increased the moans, grunts, and squirming.  With a loud groan, the man began to pump his cum load into the mouth of the kneeling short man who no doubt was swallowing it.  More and more of the cum spewed into his mouth to be momentarily tasted and swallowed.  Joel watched almost bug-eyed.

 

As soon as he was finished, the seated man rose and left.  The third man who had entered now came out of the clouds of steam to where he could be seen.  He pushed the shorter man back down on his knees and pushed his own dick into his mouth.  Once more the shorter man began to suck evidenced that the third man's dick became harder.

 

This man though was not settling for a mere blow job.  He pulled the short man off the floor, turned him around, bent him over, and positioned his dick at his ass hole.  He pushed slowly until he could get no more of his dick inside.  The man glanced over at Joel and nodded.  Joel froze.  Then, he began to fuck the man.  He fucked him with long deep strokes in and out until after a bit he picked up speed.  Joel heard a slapping of skin against skin as the man fucked the shorter man.  A deep moan came from the standing man who now held his dick fully inserted in the ass in front of him.  He was cumming.  He was deliberately cumming in the shorter man's ass.  Joel's mind went into a flurry.  He had not put on a condom.  He was unloading his ball juices directly into this man.  They soon pulled apart and left leaving Joel astonished.

[a6uldeve84u]

PART 3

 

Joel was shaken . . . and he was amazed.  The shorter man had made no sounds of protest.  He had swallowed that load of cum and then had allowed another man to unleash his own cum load into his ass.  Joel's head was spinning.  Never had he ever imagined such things happening.  Now, he had witnessed it with his own eyes.  Joel looked down at his towel and found it being stretched tight from the pressure being applied by his own dick.

 

Joel left the steam room and hesitantly walked back toward his room.  At the top of the steps to the basement, he heard a voice and turned toward it.  Standing in front of him was a black man.  He was about 6 feet tall, weighed about 160 pounds, had a nicely muscled body, a shaved head, full beard and moustache, and had his left nipple pierced with a big bar sticking through it.  Joel shook his head hesitantly.

 

"Are you okay, dude," the man asked again.  "You look a bit shaken up.  Do you need help back to your room?  Are you diabetic?"  The man quietly kept asking him questions seemingly concerned.

 

Joel shook his head and said, "No, I'm fine.  Thank you.  I . . . I . . . I just witnessed a man give a blow job to one man and then get fucked by another in the steam room.  Neither of the men used a condom.  I'm not used to seeing such."  Joel walked on to his room and let himself in.  He sat on the bed rehashing what he had just witnessed.  All he had wanted to do was to enjoy the steam not watch a porn show.

 

One thing puzzled Joel though:  He had seen his own dick react to the two scenes.  Even now his dick was hard just thinking about it.  What was happening?  Was this normal?  He had always thought in his mind how repulsive the thought of sex between men was.  But, now that he had seen it somewhat up close he didn't know.

 

There was a knock at his door that brought Joel to his senses.  Who could that be?  He didn't know anyone.  He opened it and saw the black man who had offered help.

 

"Yes?" Joel asked.

 

"Man, you were shaken back there," the quiet bass voice cooed.  "I thought you were going back down the steps head first from the way you were swaying.  You need at least to drink some water for me dude.  Coming out of the steam room, you need to replenish and hydrate yourself.  Come on now.  I'm not taking no for an answer."  His calming voice eased Joel's mind as the man twisted open the bottle of water and held it out to him.  "Come on now; drink it all down."

 

Joel nodded and took the bottle.  He tilted the bottle upward and began swallowing the contents.  It tasted stale and stopped.  Joel frowned looking at his waterman.  But, he tipped the bottle once more and finished it off. 

 

"It tastes a little odd," Joel said.  "but, I do thank you."

 

"Yeah, it's a cheap brand they sell here," the black man said quietly and smiled.

[Docebrown]

Nice continuation. A slow build up and now tampered water. Joel will soon be fucked up I hope. Looking forward to the next chapters.

[TTFN]

Good story just starting to get exciting, hope it continues and the mormon gets what he wants and needs from the BBC.

[a6uldeve84u]

PART 4

 

Joel and his doorway visitor stood there a bit until Joel swayed once more.  His visitor stepped inside gently pushing Joel backwards.  The door was closed quietly.

 

"You need to sit down before you fall," the quiet voice said.  "Here, let me help make you more comfortable."

 

Joel sat on the edge of the bed with his guest's assistance.  Joel's head was feeling weird.  He looked at the tall black man just knowing he was in safe hands.  He had been so kind to him.

 

As Joel sat on the edge of his bed, he felt his body being moved.

 

"Just a bit more and I think we'll be ready," came a quiet voice.  "Just one good quick dip and back into place should do it."  With that, Joel felt himself being quickly bent forward at the waist and then pulled back fully upright.  Joel's head spun now faster still until he could stand it no more.  He fell back onto the bed striking his head on the wall but feeling only a little pain.  He was awake but just barely.

 

"We need to get you comfortable." Joel's ears heard and felt his towel being unceremoniously removed.  Joel raised his head to see his visitor toss the towel on the built in table beside the bed.  He watched as the black man removed his own towel and hung it on the wall hook.  "You need to loosen up, man.  You seem so tense."

 

Joel found the tall black man hoisted his body around on the bed positioning him on his side.  "Now, let's have a little fun ourselves."  With those words, Joel found the black man standing before his head.  Joel looked up at his visitor and then followed his face to his neck to his chest to his waist and finally to his crotch.  What Joel saw was an uncut thick dick hanging limply in front of him.  Joel stared at it for a long time.  And, finally, he heard it calling to him.

 

Joel reached out hesitantly grasping the black man's dick and moved his head forward as the dick moved toward Joel.  Joel opened his mouth wide inserting the dick and began to suckle on it.  He moved it one way and then another.  He put his tongue beneath the hood and swirled his tongue all around continuing with the same effort on the outside of the dick which slowly began to swell.  Joel continued his effort causing more blood to rush into this black man's dick.

 

Jammes had done this many times but never to one who was so seemingly deserving because of his comment.  He was convinced that this was an absolute virgin of the most virgin kind.  And, he was going to de-virgin him good.  More and more he let the man slowly suck on his ever increasing dick.  And, as he sucked Joel improved on his technique. 

 

It wasn't at all what he thought it would be like.  Joel after a mere three minutes had fallen in lust with sucking dick.  Now, he wanted to feel the cum hitting the back of his throat and swallow every drop just as he had seen done.  The more he sucked the more his brain became transfixed on finishing off this dick and swallowing what no doubt would be a hefty load of cum.

[TTFN]

mmmmmmmmm the only thing better than sucking on a big black uncut dick is having him ream you a new asshole.

[a6uldeve84u]

PART 5

 

Jammes watched as the transformation happened.  A new cocksucker was born.  How many new cocksuckers had been born because of him and his uncut 10-inch dick?  Just a little more to find out if this one was one of the best.  Would he be able to take all of his dick or would he weenie out?  Jammes decided it was time to see if this man would be in the elite.

 

Joel felt his mouth being removed from the dick and whimpered.  He was being repositioned on the bed allowing for his guest to sit toward the foot near the door as Joel knelt on the bed.  Jammes leaned to his right a bit so that Joel had access to the now almost fully erect dick.  Joel saw Jammes wink and nod his head toward his dick.  Joel dived forward spreading his mouth wide as he slid back down onto the giant in front of him.  As he did, Jammes pulled Joel's left leg toward him so that he would have access to Joel's ass.

 

Joel inched his mouth downward more and more filling his mouth full.  Without knowing why, Joel shielded his teeth and began to suck and piston on this man's dick.  It was a slow tempo but one that suited Jammes.  No doubt this was one cocksucker to be prized for his skills.  In the meantime, Jammes went to work on Joel's ass.

 

Jammes found the tightly closed wrinkled opening.  He placed his finger tip dead centre and on a downward stroke gave a great shove pushing at least half of his finger inside Joel's hole.  Joel never broke stride except for a small grunt.  Jammes smiled and pushed more.  He then went to work on the inside garnering grunts and moans from Joel.  Over and over and over again Jammes raked his nail on the inside of Joel causing small tears.  When his finger was finally withdrawn, Jammes saw a nice light red covering his finger.  He smiled.

 

Jammes once more repositioned his new interest so that he was kneeling over him as Jammes lay on his back.  Now, Joel's ass was directly over his face making it an easy target and Joel's mouth was covering his Sequoia of a dick making love to it just like Jammes preferred.  By the time Jammes was finished this time, both he and Joel were in a light sweat.  Jammes found an even bloodier cover on his finger.  He beamed.

 

Jammes pushed an unwilling Joel off his dick and pulled him up to where they could talk.  "Man, you are super.  Not many men can take my dick in their mouth and work on it like you do.  You would be great to watch.  Do you know that?  Men would really love to watch you suck on my dick the way you do," Jammes cooed soothingly at Joel in a breathy husky voice.  "You have a talent most men don't.  You could give them lessons and put them to shame," he continued in his hypnotizing drone of flattery.  "You know you want to show off.  I can tell you do just from the way you're doing such a great job.  Why don't we go back to my room where we can close the door but there's a window we can open and let men watch you go at it?  You up for that?" Jammes cooed into Joel's ear and then licked it sticking his tongue inside.

 

Joel shuddered at the intimacy.  He didn't know what was happening to him or what or why he was doing this.  It was as if he didn't care.  What he knew for sure was he didn't want to stop.  When Jammes withdrew his tongue from Joel's ear, Joel said, "Yes, as long as I get to suck your dick and swallow your load . . . just like I saw in the steam room."  The two got up and went to Jammes' room.

[Docebrown]

Excellent parts 4 & 5. Hopefully leading to Joel's first fuck, pozzing and possible gangbang. Great writing a6uldeve84u.

[daddybear]

excellent

[whorepig]

Damn one hot story but how could it not be with a 10" uncut black cock to pleasure

[TTFN]

That 10" big black uncut cock gonna go where no man has gone before and tear the hell out of it.

[a6uldeve84u]

PART 6

 

Jammes closed the door behind them and pulled Joel to him planting a deep kiss on his lips.  He slid the window open and laid back on the bed.  Joel positioned himself sliding his mouth down the shaft of his dick as Joel now considered this gargantuan black dick as his.  He was still swirling in his head but totally focused on sucking this dick and returned to his object of lust.  Many men watched Joel sucking.  Many men knew what was in store for Joel before the night was over and smiled. 

 

Joel had been sucking Jammes for about 15 minutes straight now and his jaws were absolutely reaching the end.  He was in a panic that he would fail.  What Joel didn't know was that with Jammes there was no failure.

 

Sensing that Joel was reaching his end, Jammes reached down and pulled Joel up off his dick and up onto his chest making sure that his now fully erect dick could be seen sticking up between Joel's thighs.  Men who had witnessed this scene before smiled knowingly and did a thumbs up to Jammes.  Other men looked on in envy and wonderment.

 

"Your mouth feels great, man, but you need a rest," Jammes said lightly kissing Joel.  "I'm going to help you take this dick of mine.  Not many men have a mouth as talented as yours, man.  You're going to love taking my load of cum."  Jammes had cooed and wooed his way through his words of diversion just as he had done so many times before with each time ending the same way.

 

Jammes kissed Joel again and then disentangled himself closing the window for the moment but winking at those in the audience whom he knew had seen him work before.  He returned to Joel pulling him up and walked him to the sling.  Joel never asked a word but climbed onto the leather.  Jammes lifted Joel's ankles one by one securing them in the straps and then repeated the same with his wrists.  Jammes positioned Joel's butt to hang over the end just a little.  They kissed again.

 

Jammes pulled a hood from the backpack on the floor and went to Joel's head.  He held the hood up, winked at Joel, and nodded.  Joel looked at the hood and then Jammes.  Hesitantly, Joel nodded.  Jammes fitted the hood to Joel's head making sure the nose feature allowed for plenty of air.  Jammes returned to his backpack pulling from it a 7-inch drinking straw, a bag of fine white powder, a small scoop made from a straw, a pointless syringe, and a vial of sterile water placing each of the items on the small shelf on the back wall.

 

With great precision and quickness, Jammes prepped the pointless syringe with the white powder and sterile water returning it to the shelf.  He then inserted the 7-inch drinking straw into Joel's ass leaving an inch just outside Joel's puckered entrance.  Jammes scooped up a hefty amount of the white powder, inserted the scoop into the straw so that the scoop was fully inserted, then, bent down and with a great breath blew into the straw sending the white powder deep inside Joel where it fine coated every surface.  Jammes pulled the straw about a third way out and repeated the process.  Once more Jammes pulled the straw another third way out and gave a final blow of the fine white powder into Joel's rectum.

 

Joel in short order felt a slight warmth but was distracted as Jammes had by now withdrawn the straw and replaced it with the pointless syringe which he withdrew as he pushed the plunger discharging the doctored sterile water.  Joel felt the syringe being removed as a liquid was left behind.

[daddybear]

mmmmmmm nice!