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 Codes: MM
Date: March 1991, 24 years

   Basically finalized, may need some touching up

   Spring 1991...  basically finished with my education (just the defending
of the report about my final internship to be done) I had some time to
spare.  The first day of Easter was on the 31th of March and traditionally
the days before and after this day are used to (look at and) buy new
furniture and cars in Holland.  Officially I still had a small outstanding
debt at the cardealer that my dad was working at that time.  But that's a
long and complicated story, not to be told here and now :-) As part of that
debt, I did the occasional odd job there.  Handing out fliers, trying to
keep customers in the showroom when all real salespeople were busy... 
those jack-of-all-trades kind of things.  Even while I was not that often
there, I still got to know the employees well enough to be considered one
of them.  Especially after they found out I banged the daughter of the boss
one day after another show when she was totally plastered after all the
wine she drank.  But that's another story...

   This one is about Jeff, one of the mechanics.  An all around good
looking guy, with a lean body, dirty blond hair and about 21-22 or so.  In
a good way he reminded me of my uncle Mark.  With Mark (and aunt Elly)
being dead now for just over 6 months, maybe that was one of the reasons I
started to chat with him after the car show on Saturday.  As usual with
these shows the leftover booze was available for the personnel to finish
and pretty soon both of us were rather tipsy.  Jeff and I were seated at a
small table in the back of the room, so nobody overheard me saying to him
that I thought he was cute and that I would not mind sampling his 'Easter
eggs'...  Yeah...  I know it's a corny come on, but how else do you propose
this sort of activity to a (seemingly) straight guy?  If he declined, I
could always blame the alcohol and pretend he misunderstood me.  Anyway,
after thinking about it for a few seconds, he agreed.

   After finishing our drink we got up and found a quiet place between the
showroom and the storerooms.  With show already ended, nobody else would be
walking here.  Jeff leaned against the wall and told me I was the first guy
that he was doing this sort of things with.  No idea of he actually told
the truth, but with his blue eyes and sexy smile he looked trustworthy to
believe him at that moment.  I moved closer and took his head between my
hands.  A small kiss on his soft and supple lips quickly developed into a
full blown duel of our tongues.  Keeping our lips locked, I unbuttoned his
coveralls and caressed his smooth chest.  When I massaged his pecs and
squeezed his nipples, Jeff moaned softly.  For me the sign to continue and
as my hands opened up the remaining buttons all the way down, my mouth
followed.  For kissing and licking his six pack (he obviously worked
out...) I had to lower myself on my knees, and I retrieved his stiffening
cock from his underpants.  Pushing my tongue in his belly button I tastes
his salty sweat.  Jacking his cock to its full 8 inch, I felt the veins
pump in the blood.  His meat pole was about 4 cm in diameter and felt both
hard and smooth in my hand.  My other hand lowered his undies even more and
took out his sac.  It was covered with small blond hairs and inside I could
feel his balls already starting to contract from his impending orgasm.  I
pulled down his balls a bit to delay this and started sucking on the head
of his cock...  No way I was able to take that all without some
preparation, so I settled for stimulating his glans with my tongue.  With
one hand jerking his shaft, the other massaging his balls and my mouth
around his glans, Jeff had no chance...  Within two minutes his eggs broke,
and I got my reward if the shape of a mouthful of tasty sperm.

   Fixing his coverall while he was recovering from the orgasm, I came up
from my knees again and finished with french kissing him again.  The
mixture of wine, saliva and sperm was intoxicating and while it was
tempting to get him to suck me, I decided to save that for another time.

   On the way back to the showroom, it seemed as if I saw someone move into
the storeroom, but at that time I blamed it on the wine.

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