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Summer Storm
By Bottomsup (bottomsup@fastmail.us)

***

When the girlfriend is out, a summer storm makes the 
lightning fly... Names, places, and even some of the 
situations changed to protect the guilty. (MM, 1st-bi-
expr, oral)

***

It's cold living on the Great Lakes in the winter, but 
boy, does the summer ever heat up nicely...

I was living in a small town on Lake Michigan many 
summers ago when I was much younger. I had moved into 
an apartment with my fiancé (at the time) and several 
of her friends. This maybe wasn't the smartest idea I 
had ever had, since we were very different people. As 
Steven Wright used to put it, "I wasn't into 
meditation, she wasn't into being alive." 

Her friends were in a way even worse, since most of 
them were intelligent, young, and full of energy. They 
just couldn't seem to understand why several facial 
piercings and visible tattoos would prevent them from 
getting jobs paying them enough to drive a Porsche.

After a year or so of that, I decided it was time to 
move on, so she and I moved into a smaller place that 
was for just the two of us. Well, the two of us and one 
of her friends. Jim was a skateboarder. He was crazy. 
He liked needles and pins... in his skin. He believed 
he was a witch. He was also one of the best cooks whose 
food I had ever eaten, so I figured since he would be 
in the kitchen, he might actually keep the job he had 
gotten.

Well, it didn't work out that way. Jim soon lost his 
job. I never really figured out why, just that he and 
his boss couldn't handle each other. I was working day 
shift at an ISP, and my fiancé Diane was working 2nd 
shift at the mall. I rarely saw her, since she would 
get home late, usually after I had already gotten ready 
for bed.

It finally got bad enough that she set up another 
bedroom for herself, so that she could come home at 
night without disturbing me. We'd get together on days 
off and have sex, but that was about it. The 
relationship was definitely starting to die.

On the other hand, Jim was always home. When I would 
return from the office to the house, he was usually 
playing a video game or playing on the computer. Since 
I had free Internet through work, he would usually be 
running a MUD or reading newsgroups. Occasionally he 
would be poking around trying to figure out how to make 
web pages. It was kind of fun watching his first 
fumblings with HTML, and I would help him out every 
once and a while. 

Usually if I hadn't already eaten on the way home, Jim 
would offer to make dinner. He'd usually do that 
because he didn't have the money to eat himself, so I'd 
buy the materials for both of us to eat. It was worth 
it though, since he could always make something tasty 
even out of the worst ingredients.

One day I came home kind of distracted. We were up to 
our assholes in alligators at work, and we were having 
real trouble draining the swamp. Jim offered to make 
dinner, and I definitely wasn't going to turn him down. 
While he started banging pots and pans in the kitchen, 
I sat down at the computer and started poking around 
while thinking about the project I was working on. Jim 
had left his disk in the drive, and without thinking, I 
opened it up. The file names seemed to be gibberish, so 
I assumed he had been downloading stuff from the 
newsgroups again. When I happened to notice they were 
almost all jpegs I decided to take a look and see what 
he was browsing. After all, I always saw him with 
really hot women, so I figured that I would be in for a 
treat. 

Imagine my surprise when the first image that showed 
was of a hairy man with a large hard cock in his hand. 
The second was a shot of a skater type sucking on a 
huge dick. The third was of the skater getting pounded 
from behind. I was shocked. I had never figured Jim for 
someone that would go for guys, but I also was starting 
to get very aroused.

Casually I closed the files, and asked Jim if he knew 
when Diane was supposed to come home. "I think she's 
off at 10," he replied. This usually meant that she 
would be home around 1 or 2 am, since she would stop 
off at the coffee house after work, then walk home from 
downtown. I started work on the project from home, and 
was knee deep in debugging someone else's code (I can't 
program, but I can usually find someone else's errors), 
when Jim called out, "Dinner's ready!"

We sat at the dining room table, wolfing down whatever 
he made, and we talked over what had happened during 
the day. We didn't have air conditioning, and it was 
obvious a storm was rolling in. The weather had turned 
hot and muggy, and even though it was only about 6 
o'clock, it was already so overcast that it was 
starting to look dark. 

We sat there, swimming in sweat, when I finally said, 
"I'm going to take a quick bath and cool off. It's 
roasting in here. I'll be working on some more work 
stuff tonight though, so you're SOL, I'm going to need 
the computer."

"That's OK," Jim replied, "I've been working on my 
Pirates! character on the Sega. I'm getting really 
good. Pretty soon you aren't going to be able to get 
close to me!" We had an ongoing game of one-upmanship 
with that video game, and right now I was in the lead.

"Sounds good," I said. "Be right back!"

I ran into the bathroom and stripped naked, drawing a 
bath of cool water. We didn't even have a shower, but 
hey, the rent was right, and I could manage to pay it 
off even with someone in the house that didn't have a 
lot of cash to contribute. I quickly got in the tub, 
and the cool water started to take a little of the 
starch out of my aching cock. I thought about jerking 
off, but decided to wait. 

I didn't work tomorrow, so maybe I would get a chance 
to use it when Diane got home. I washed up real quick, 
and then ran some more water to rinse off. I jumped out 
and wrapped a towel around me, but decided against 
getting dressed again, since with even just the towel I 
was already starting to get overheated again. I drained 
the tub and headed out to the living room, to see Jim 
sitting at the computer.

As I came into the room I caught a quick flash of an 
image on the screen as he closed the viewer program he 
was using. "Well," he said, jumping up from the 
computer desk, "I guess I'll grab a quick bath too, 
since it's so muggy." He rushed through the doorway, 
brushing against me as I scooted over to get out of his 
way, and for some reason, I could feel a chill of goose 
flesh as he did so. I was kind of stunned. I certainly 
never expected to find myself getting hot over the 
thought of another guy, and I really didn't know what 
to do. I could also see that his cock was rock hard in 
his baggy shorts.

I sat down at the computer desk and tried to figure out 
what my feelings on this were. I really had never 
thought of myself as bi, but Jim was a good friend, and 
frankly he was really hot. He had a slim trim skater 
body, with a nice smooth boyish chest, but he was 
actually quite strong. He was a couple of years younger 
than me, and it showed. He had a cute little beard, 
what were they called, the Van Dyke? It made him look a 
little devilish, especially with his lip stud, tongue 
stud, tattoos and buzz cut. 

I took a quick look at the picture he had closed, and 
was even more surprised. Apparently Jim liked them a 
bit like me, extremely hairy, swarthy, and a little 
pudgy. I was kind of surprised, so I started looking 
through the rest of the files real quick, since I could 
hear the water running in the bathroom, I knew I had 
some time. I was looking through the files, and I guess 
I got a little engrossed, because the next thing I knew 
I heard the door to the bathroom opening, so I quickly 
exited the program and pulled up a terminal window.

As Jim came back into the room, I saw he was wearing 
nothing but a towel as well, and I hoped he couldn't 
get a good look at my lap, because I was having a hard 
time getting my state back to normal. Just as he 
reached my shoulder though there was a crack of 
lightning outside and all the lights went off. At the 
sound of the battery backup chirping, I immediately 
started shutting down the computer, since I only had a 
cheap backup unit, so I had to get out quick. This 
managed to take my mind of things and I started to 
return to normal.

"Shit!" Jim said. "I hate when the power goes out. What 
the hell are we going to do to entertain ourselves 
now?"

"I'm sure something will come up," I tossed off without 
thinking, then froze as I realized exactly what I had 
just said. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his towel 
begin to do a magic trick, where it starts to rise all 
by itself. OK, maybe not ALL by itself.

Jim stepped up behind me and started to massage my 
shoulders, like he sometimes did when he knew I had had 
a bad day. Only usually we were wearing more than just 
towels. I started to relax and lean into it, when I 
realized that my head right about at crotch level. 
Immediately I started to get a bit stiffer, and then I 
heard the words, "Oh what the hell."

I closed my eyes as I started to feel hands fumbling at 
my waist, pulling the towel open. As it finally fell 
free, I parted my legs slightly, and my proud cock rose 
to its full 7 inches. I felt a hand touching me, a 
calloused hand, and my cock tried to get even harder. A 
soft voice spoke in my ear, "Is this OK with you?"

"What do you think?" I replied. "It's a little hard to 
deny now..."

Jim got to his knees and nestled in between my legs. He 
stared at my cock, then stroked it with a finger, 
making it jump and throb. "I've never done anything 
like this before, but I've always wanted to," he said, 
as he started running his hands through the hair on my 
legs. "Tell me if I'm doing it wrong." And with that, 
he started licking my throbbing cock. I had had blow 
jobs before, but never one quite like this. 

Maybe it was the heat of the moment, the taboo we had 
started to cross. Maybe it was just that he knew what 
he liked, and could transfer that into action that I 
would like. No matter, a small sigh escaped my lips 
immediately as I started to droll pre-cum all over the 
head of my cock.

"Cool..." he said. "I've never seen that up close like 
this before... It looks yummy, maybe I'll have some 
dessert after all." He licked around the head of my 
cock and lapped up the pre-cum like it was ice cream.  
He looked up at me with a grin on his face, and I could 
tell that he liked it. Then he did something truly 
evil. He slowly rode the outside of his lower lip up my 
aching cock, the cool point of the lip stud contrasting 
with the short beard hairs in a way that I had never 
imagined before. 

Immediately I donated another dollop of cream for his 
dessert, and he quickly lapped it up. This time though, 
he made sure that his tongue stud made contact with my 
hard cock, which jumped every time it touched. It was 
like that little piece of metal was channeling the 
lightning outside directly into my cock. I thought I 
would go mad from the pleasure of it, especially when 
he finally engulfed the head of my penis with his mouth 
and worked his tongue and lip studs against the top and 
bottom of my cock.

My hands started caressing his hair and shoulders of 
their own volition as I writhed from the pleasure. This 
was the first time a man had every sucked my cock, and 
it was absolutely incredible. I felt the head of my 
cock start deeper into his mouth, and figured it would 
stop. After all, although I'm not that large, I am 
quite wide. Diane could never get more than the head in 
her mouth, and never even tried to go any further. 

My hands clutched his hair though as I felt the head of 
my cock hit the back of his throat. I felt a pause, and 
a movement against my cock head as he came back up off 
my gagging. I murmured, "Sorry," feeling a little 
embarrassed, when he smiled up at me.

"It's OK. I've been practicing with a carrot. I think I 
can do this. I just haven't ever had a real one 
before... One more try!" He dove onto my cock again, 
and this time, when I felt the head hit the back of his 
throat, I felt him swallow, and my fat dickhead slipped 
into his throat. I could feel the muscles of his throat 
working, rubbing the head of my dick, as his tongue 
stud went wild against the underside of my cock. The 
tube on the underside of my cock began to swell as I 
squirmed helplessly in the chair. This was the first 
time anyone had ever managed to deep throat me, and I 
could not believe how great it felt.

"I'm coming!" I groaned, as I felt the sperm start 
moving in my sack. Usually I would fire off like a 
rocket, but not this time. The spasms were deep, slow. 
I had never had an orgasm this intense before, and I 
could feel my balls jumping in his cupping hand. Then I 
felt something else I had never felt before. I felt his 
finger pushing against my anal ring. 

No girl had ever done this to me before, and I thought 
it should turn me off. I started to get up off his 
finger, then realized that it felt really good back 
there, plus starting to get up had forced even more of 
my dick down his throat. I had never felt anything like 
this, and I dropped back down on his finger in spite of 
myself.

As soon as his finger popped into my ass I could feel 
him touch something deep inside. It felt like he had 
jammed a live wire up my ass, as I felt my balls churn. 
My orgasm started, and I grunted and groaned as cum 
started making its way up my shaft. "Cumming...." I 
groaned, and I felt the first spurts of semen burst 
from the head of my cock, deep into his caressing 
throat. 

I felt him start to pull his head back, and thought for 
sure he was going to pull off me because of the cum. 
Diane would never swallow, so I didn't see why he 
would. He pulled back until the head of my cock was in 
his mouth, on his tongue, and then started working his 
finger in my ass, making me pump yet another load onto 
his waiting tongue. As I finished with the most intense 
orgasm I had ever had, he pulled off me and smiled.

"It tastes so good, just like I imagined," he said, 
licking the last of my cum off his lips.

"That was incredible," I said. "I've never felt 
anything like that before!"

"That's OK," he replied as he leaned forward to kiss me 
while letting his towel drop to the floor. "We're just 
getting started..."

And the thunder roared...

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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