PP-103 Enter From The Rear

Excerpt

Perhaps it was the size of Harry’s cock that really made me fall in love with him. It was long and perfectly formed, and his balls were so large and round, I practically came in my pants just looking at him. But, whatever it was about Harry that kept me hard every time I thought about him, I knew I wanted him, and that he wanted me.

I had met him at work. I was a waiter then, and was looking for another kind of relationship besides being blown off by the cooks in the backroom. It wasn’t that they weren’t good at it. I got off on the way they unzipped my pants, put their hands in side my underwear, rubbed my cock up and down, and then licked the tip harder and harder… but, I wanted more than that. I wanted somebody who would fuck me and mean it.

I remember watching Harry stare at me the whole first day he was there. He was a busboy. A college student. I was enjoying it; I won’t say that I wasn’t. I was quite flattered to have a blond, athletic kid think I’m sexy enough to give me the eye. Especially one who looks like Harry. When I decided after a couple of hours of his staring, that if I didn’t want to sleep in a cold bed that night, I’d better talk to him, he told me about all the years he’d spent playing water polo. He looked the part, too. His stomach and hips were tightly meshed; his shirt was loose, his pants skin-like showing no fatty bulges anywhere, except in the one place it really matters. I casually ran my hand over his protruding mound. He smiled at me, moved my hand away, rubbed his own cock a few times. I invited him back to my apartment for dinner and a little fun. He never even thought about it. He just placed his hands on my balls.