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I Worship the Man Who Invented Joe Boxer’s

By: Jay Conky 2010

Oh god the things that zip through my mind. Well, here goes my friend. I try to imagine that you ask me to help you put a pair of Joe Boxers on that gorgeous body of yours. I get a whiff of your manhood as I begin working its tightness up your thighs, as you and I attempt to pack that massive meat into those tight spandex underwear. But finally it worked, except for the fact that your cock was lying horizontally just below your belly button.

Well, that was not going to work for me. Who's me? Hopefully "me" can be your part time bitch, here to service your needs, that may arise at anytime. Now may I continue? Thank you.

I work my left and up the elastic of your left thigh. I work up until it reaches your cock and my fingertips wrap themselves around your flacid shaft. I pull it gently down your left thigh so that you cock points to your knee with the freedom to continue growing if necessary, which it eventually will be.

I slide my hand out of the leg of your shorts and I ask you to sit on the sofa next to me as my mouth begins to water in anticipation of the events about to come. I sit next to you as my right arm crosses your shoulders around your neck and back...our warm flesh was about to ignite a fire that may take some time to confine.

I whisper into your ear as my left hand crosses your chest to tweak a nipple "kiss me baby" and you turn your face to me as we lock lips and begin a deep kissing session that would make the horniest among us even criminally horny. Our tongues battle for the control of the lust flowing through our bodies.

I continue to caress your chest, pecs and biceps as it gently works its way down towards the only goal that could possibly be visible, even to a blind person, your cock. It is bulging along its length and obviously not at its potential alertness. My fingertips reach their goal as they slither down your massive shaft and begin their dick-dance, fully intent on full arousal. They slide up your 10 inch shaft and then down at the same erotic pace, caressing back and forth and up and down as your meat packs itself into complete tightness of the spandex.

*** damn I am getting so hot just writing this.***


I then relax the caressing fingertips as I begin to palm the full extent of my goal, a throbbing shaft of meat so pronounced and viable as to make me wish I was a pair of Joe Boxers myself.

By the way...our lips have been in their locked embrace all the while and our kissing is even more passionate than I have ever experienced with anyone in my life as we now are locked in a tight embrace our arms engulfing each other and the smoke signals of passion are smouldering around us.

You whisper in my ear "kiss it" as I immediately drop to my knees and lay myself between your legs facing your throbbing shaft that has made it to nearly an inch from the end of the leg of your shorts. I lean forward and lightly kiss your shaft and my lips continue their journey of kisses up the full length of your massive shaft and back down to the tip of your manhood.

I am in my glory baby and more content than I had ever felt before in my life. I glaze my face up and down your shaft and grip your meat with my lips in an attempt to gather whatever musk your giving off...the vapors gathering are fuel for my love engine and I plant deeper and longer kisses along your shaft of love.

It is now at full pronouncement and you can even see the veins of your shaft pulsating through the spandex, just aching for release as my eyes zone in on the tip of your meat that sits an inch from the bottom of your shorts. I curl the edge of your up shorts just enough to expose the top of your shaft and the foreskin is oozing a little love nectar, which I pounce on like a starving pack dog. Savoring your flavor is the fruit of my labor as my lips tug on skin wrapped around the head of your massive shaft.

Damn that is driving me wild! I pull more and more of your shaft free of its' confines and I take your meat deeper and deeper into my throat...I can't stand it anymore so I attack the waist of your shorts and peel them off you. I succeed when your 10 inch shaft of manhood smacks loudly against my face "whew that felt good" (I thought) and I grab the base of your shaft and continue molesting my face with smack after smack all over my face.

I work the tip of my tongue inside the foreskin, as I shutter with ecstasy as I find some thickness under the skin which is packed with flavor beyond describing. I then engulf your shaft and work my throat muscles down inch after inch of your pulsating manmeat. I can feel more and more of your shaft going deeper and deeper down my throat, until your pubic hair becomes married to my goatee. You jerk your cock muscles and I can feel the head of your cock dancing near the bottom of the inside of my neck, your cock veins are loudly pulsating against my lips and tongue. My tongue is performing a dance of its own up and down and around in its attempt to massage your cock and entice it to explode.

I then mutter to you, with a shaft of cock buried in my throat, "fuck my face" two or three times I mutter those pleasing words and your arch yourself over me and begin the fuck dance of life on my face...I am singing songs of glory in my mind as your slide your manmeat down my throat and back up until the head caresses my lips.

I grip your ass cheeks and attempt to force you even deeper into my throat, to no avail, because your shaft is already in as deep as it can and all of it for that matter. But I want more of you anyway and I want you to offer me the prize I am seeking and I can tell the time is coming and coming soon.

Your shaft suddenly swells in diameter and your cockhead begins to sing as you call out and announce "i'm cummmmmming!" And your hips jolt forward and begin spewing a thick, sweet and juicy load of love honey down my throat and into my gullet. There were three, no four thick squirts as I swallow and swallow and swallow and gag a little as I work every drop into my oral love nest.

We both lay exhausted, as you crawl up next to me and say "I want to have a taste of that cum." And you begin to kiss me again and your tongue swishes around the inside of my mouth gathering droplets of your own load and your moans tell me that you have found what you were looking for. We continue to kiss and embrace as we fall asleep and fall more deeply in love...satisfied that life is good.

jayconky@gmail.com

***********This is a true story of my own personal experience*********

Hitchhikers of Lust

I (in early 20's) was hitchhiking through South Carolina once and these two redneck guys picked me up and offered to take me to Georgia (I was going to Florida at the time) as we moved along I spotted a gorgeous blonde hunk (about my age) hitchhiking ahead. The guys in the front asked "should we pick him up?" I blurted out eagerly "Yes!" The guy got in the back with me, I was in love as he gazed into my eyes and we traded sheepish grins. I licked my chops and knew I was gonna have some of that.

We moved along and it got dark and the guys up front pulled over and got a blanket out of the trunk and tossed it to us saying "it's kinda chilly, and we have only one blanket for ya, so share it, cover up and sleep if you want, we still have about six hours before we get to Florida.

We shared the blanket in the backseat and he soon discovered my right hand brushing up to his thigh, he sorta pushed his leg over so that my hand was on his thigh...and I popped a boner, big time. I was then caressing his thigh from his knee to his crotch. I eventually completed my journey and my fingertips traced the length of his throbbing shaft.

From what I could tell, from learning measurements in drafting class...his throbbing meat was about 8.75 inches in length and 3.45 inches in diameter. Fuck! I was loving it and his hand then groped my lengthy shaft and he stroked it like a whore in a dick factory.

He suddenly said out loud "I sure wish I could lay down." I quickly answered :Well, I could lay on the floor and you can lay on the seat." One of the redneck dildos in the front seat said "That sounds like a plan!" as I eased my ass quickly to the floor at their backs.

The blanket covered me and my blonde friend. As soon as he felt that it was okay to proceed, he nudged me into action. It was pitch dark on the roads we were on and I extended my left arm up and grasped a stiff piece of man-flesh and leaned over and proceeded to kiss the head of his beautiful cock. I then worked my tongue around the head, tracing a drop of pre-cum oozing out of his love soaked cock and I went down on him in one slick swoop. Damn I was loving the excitement of this adventure, I thought and I bet my friend also thought that if these guys caught us they would have certainly killed us Southern-style.

He did everything he could not to make sex noises, as did I then suddenly he shot the thickest, sweetest pint of love nectar down my throat...it was all I could do to prevent this load of life from oozing out of my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed with new abandon. I thought "Well he's cum already and I thought he'd want to stop because he was already satisfied. But much to my surprise and enjoyment, he motioned for me to come up as he worked his way to the floor.

Then if you could just go up a few paragraphs and read again what I did to him, he started doing the same with me. DAMN! i WAS FUCKING HOT! My cock grew to it's full 10 inches and he nearly could not prevent himself from gagging. He grabbed one of my hands and place it on his head as to motion for me to fuck his face. I was in my glory as I grabbed his head with both hands and pushed him down the full length of my cock, I could feel the head of my cock pressing up against the back of his throat.

Usually, I am very vocal during sex, oooohing and aaaahing my way to an orgasim and dirty tak, I am the worlds Dirty Talk champion, but I had to refrain. I made a couple of grunting sounds that caught the attention of the front seat as one of them ask "you guys okay back there." I quickly said that it was difficult to get comfortable with the that lump separator on the floor pressing again my back. He muttered something about how too bad that was as I proceeded to pressed my friends nose against my pubes as I jerked forward and blew load lasting five or six squirts of Italian love juice into his gullet. I finally finished emptying my nuts into his stomach as he kissed my cock and licked his lips dry.

The sun was coming up as we neared the Florida border and my friends asked to be let out. We pulled over and he departed sharing parting glances with me as he wondered off to finish his life without me.

I still get totally hot and horny when I tell or think about that episode of my life.

Jay 2010
jayconky@gmail.com

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Cock Worshipper – Part 8

So in the summer of 1994, I decided to move to a small town called Alcolu, South Carolina, where a man lived who was in his early 40’s and he seemed like everything I could ever want. He said he had work lined up for me which was great. He was very romantic in his letters and phone conversations and my heart was a’flutter.

My parents were concerned about whether or not it was the right decision, but despite that, they threw me a going away party with all my family and friends there to celebrate my new life. In my mind, it was going to be like every country song I had listened to and everything was going to be biscuits and gravy.

Then I bid my parents farewell the next weeken and had my 1989 red Toyota Corolla packed up with everything I owned and some cashiers checks I had gotten from money I had saved and some from the family as a gift and I started my trip. Nothing much went on at first, it took forever to get out of California but I was happy once that part was over. I enjoyed Arizona and New Mexico and the panhandle of Texas. Most of my driving I did in the late afternoon and evenings and slept during the day at motels. This way the roads wouldn’t be so busy. My trip was along Highway 40 and it was a beautiful drive.

However, the most interesting things happened starting right in the beginning of Arkansas and continued throughout the Southern states. As the sun would go down and I’d be at a rest area, I’d discovered lurking in the bushes were men cruising. Well I was floored by this and had no idea this kind of thing went on. Then again, I hadn’t been to too many rest areas in my life before then. I couldn’t help myself and I walked on over to the bushes and through a path that guys had obviously made and then crossed paths with one guy whose face I don’t remember, but I remember he was wearing light blue jeans and had a nice swollen cock coming out the fly. So I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth. This was great! No words were exchanged but he pumped my face for a while and then silently held onto my head and started breathing heavily as I tasted his warm cum filling my mouth.

Then as I was leaving this other guy in a pickup truck started following me and he got on the side of me once I was back on the Highway. So I looked in his window while trying to keep my eyes on the road and he pushed himself up in his seat and showed me his cock sticking out of his jeans. Then he got in front of me and so I followed him off the next exit. I followed him for a while until I couldn’t see much as it was dark. Then he stopped behind this Tex-Arkana fireworks stand and got out as I pulled up and stopped my car and got out. He lowered the tailgate of his truck and sat on it. He was really hot with reddish hair and a goatee and a flannel shirt which he opened to expose his hairy chest and stomach. I got down onto the dirt and took his cock into my mouth and started sucking it with a lot of passion and he was moaning and groaning. I unzipped my fly and started to jack my cock off as this was so damn hot. I was barely able to see what I was doing but I kept looking up and watched his face as I sucked him off. I then reached up with both hands and started tweaking his nipples as my mouth continued to work his pole. That sent him over the edge and he drained his balls into my mouth. This caused me to climax and I erupted and came all over the ground. We were both out of breath and I stood up and felt dizzy, but relieved. Then when we regained our composure, he zipped up, thanked me and told me he had to get back home to his wife. I remember I started to crack up from that and he looked back and smiled as he got into his truck. He then drove off into the night and I got back in my car and backtracked my way to get back to the Highway, which I finally found.

There were more stops where the same type of thing happened. One guy with glasses followed me in to this area and so he got on his knees and opened the fly of my jeans as he looked up at me and then he pulled my cock out and started sucking it. Then this other guy with a mustache came up and had his cock out and so the guy with glasses was taking turns on sucking both our cocks. This excited the shit out of me and after a few turns of the guy sucking my dick I blew my load right down his thorat. But then before the other guy could suck the cum out of the guy with the mustache, I quick leaned down and put that guy’s cock into my mouth and in seconds he pumped his cum into my mouth while the other guy with glasses stood up and jacked his cock, then turned my head with his hand and I opened my mouth as he groaned and squirted his hot seed into my mouth. Then that was that experience.

Well finally I got to Alcolu, but I could barely see the numbers on the houses, which were widely spread apart and they had huge lawn areas that separated the houses from the road by a distance. Then I found a house that looked exactly like the one he sent a picture of, so I pulled into the long dirt driveway and got out, excited to finally see the man I’d written to for over a year. Well, to my shock, a middle-aged black male opened the door with a shotgun in his hand and his wife was behind him looking annoyed. “What you want boy?” he said sternly and I was really freaked out, thinking he might shoot me! So I stuttered a little and said “Uh…I think I have the wrong house.” And quickly turned and walked away. Oops! I got in my car and drove off as fast as I could and then finally I found the house not much farther down the road.

Well, I’m going to keep this part short because it’s not real sexual, but it turns out that this man had sent me a picture of himself that was quite old when he looked good, like a big bear with longer hair and a beard and looked like he could be a hot bear daddy. Nope, when I got there this man had gotten a lot bigger, had dyed black hair that was cut just like Connie Selleca in the TV show Hotel and wore foundation, “rouge” and eyeliner and mascara that showed off his beautiful blue eyes. My heart sank when I saw him and was wondering what I had gotten myself into. He even asked me if he looked like Crystal Gayle. OMG ,whyyyyy???

So I tried to make a go of it with him. He did stop wearing the makeup but the haircut was a bit much. People would stare when we went out and the sweat rings on his belly button and armpits were kind of nasty on his t-shirt. I mean, I like sweat as much as the next guy but going out in normal places, we don’t need to show the rings. It was humid though so I’ll give the guy that. Turns out he never did have work lined up for me either.

I didn’t mind that he was bigger as I’d always been a big boy and so it really didn’t matter to me. I even had a little sex with him. He was nice and hairy which was good. His cock was short, stubby and real fat. I remember I couldn’t barely get my mouth around it. So he got a good load in my mouth and that was that, but he knew that by his not being honest about things from the beginning bothered me and that I was planning to leave, that I had made a mistake. After all, I WAS naïve and 21, which is not a good age to try and get serious, for any of you guys out there in this age range dreaming of finding love right now. Trust me, wait until you’re older! Have fun while you’re young!

So I did leave one week later to head back to California. I planned on going to stay with my friends in Tracy, CA, a straight couple with two kids who I knew well and who said I could go there if things didn’t work out (I really didn’t want to move back home). I was a bit exhausted and barely slept on the way home because I was somewhat traumatized and then ended up falling asleep at the wheel and crashing my car between Holbrook and Winslow, Arizona. I ended up being picked up by a tow truck driver who told me right there my car was totaled. I had been dehydrated from being stranded for about an hour before he showed up and he gave me water and I was soooo happy. It as blazing hot there! He invited me to his house where his wife was making dinner and I could come eat while I figured out about getting a Greyhound to California. I found that the bus wouldn’t be leaving until 10 that night, so I was welcome to stay there until then. Well, I then was introduced to their 19 year old son Tyler, who was fucking adorable, sort of as thuggy as a white 19 year old boy from Arizona could be and he was really friendly. I mean REALLY friendly and aske if I wanted to go cruise around with him and he’d show me the area before dinner. So I said “sure!” and so we drove around the small town of Holbrook and started talking. Then he said to me “I’ don’t wanna sound rude or nothing, but are you gay?” I looked at him and nodded, hoping he wasn’t a gay-hater or something, but surprisingly he asked me then if I wanted to suck his dick. I was like “serious? Really?” and so he drove down this road and went behind this warehouse that I had a feeling he’d been to before and sat back in his car and let me suck his cock through the opening of his boxers. It was so hot and he had a great scent about him. He came pretty quickly into my mouth and it tasted great. Back at his parents’ house I tried not to look too guilty that I had just given head to their son, but everything was fine. They fed me a great dinner and then saw me off at the Greyhound station and I was off to Tracy, CA.