Message-ID: <58052asstr$1219003803@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-WebTV-Signature: 1 ETAsAhRe8TMnknWpvrFdABjhBghJA91v2QIUXdE/17hj1hrlnuKw93+m0SU1VUY= From: Hteller@webtv.net (H. Teller) X-Original-Message-ID: <20668-48A7A60C-14379@storefull-3171.bay.webtv.net> In-Reply-To: Hteller@webtv.net (H. Teller)'s message of Fri, 11 Jan 2008 02:17:56 -0800 Content-Disposition: Inline Content-Transfer-Encoding: Quoted-Printable X-WebTV-Stationery: Standard; BGColor=white MIME-Version: 1.0 (WebTV) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 16 Aug 2008 21:16:12 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} " FAG BEATERS" M(62)/M(21)M(22)M(40) felatio, analingus, murder, pros Lines: 300 Date: Sun, 17 Aug 2008 16:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2008/58052> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, emigabe Subject: Fwd: FAG BEATERS 62 year old retired Mel Hogans was told of the male eye candy for rent on one one of Florida's many beaches. The beach was not offically gay, but it was notorious for body builders, gym rats, porn talent scouts and weathy johns, as a hangout. There were a few females who looked mostly out of place. Tourists most likely with no 'gaydar' would be seen there also. Several all male gay bars were within walking distance and motels, hotels and cabins dotted the grounds just behind the beach. It was a nice Monday in February, a common 80°F day in south Florida, when the newly retired Mel ran into three hard bodied hot males who set up their spot only a few short feet from him. Three green lounge chairs and a big red cooler, with big beach blankets, one green, one strped red and yellow and the other with a Hawaiian tourist logo in red and white. Mel faced them with his sunglasses on. glaring at all three. The oldest male seemed early forties but with an impeccable pop-out veined leathery skinned muscular body from head to toe. He was the one whom later on was to be call "Jim." Rugged face, olive skinned, Jim Jakes was 5'9" dense muscled 200 lbs, with big round hard deltoids, bulging biceps, powerful forearms and washboard belly. Taunt waist and pop-out vein lean muscular bowl legs followed. The semi hairy middle aged tatooed man looked a lot smaller and lighter weight than he really was. He had almost no body fat. He wore blue speedos with a huge nut bulge and brown leather sandals. The next one was an alabaster smooth skinned, square faced, black and white spiked haired gym rat kid named Eric Nugenbauer who was 22 years old, 5'10" smooth chested but buffed to max with absolutely gorgeous pectorals and big biceps. You wanted to lick his shaven arm pits the minute you saw him. He wore baggy brown and white calf length stripped boxer swim trunks that first day Mel saw him. When he bent over you could tell he had toned squared off hard medium sized buns underneath that loose cloth. The legs were fuzzy black haired with taunt pop-out veined straight and were hellaciously sturdy. Then there was Tommy Jakes, an alabaster skinned wiry 5'11" tall 21 year old kid with an Irish accent. His face was very handsome and long but extremely serious looking. He never smiled so much as once. A tuant lean muscular chest flanked by two big pop-out veined well tattoed muscled arms that were all set over a narrow waist and loose fitting Ben Davis(R) black denim pants. You could tell he was bowl legged when he walked. Now when Tommy would bend over you'd see taunt tiny little hard oval man buns nicely set apart at a 'V' angle. Right off Mel could see there was something in Tommy's frame that bore a family resemblance to Jim's with the bowl legs and all. It turned out Jim was his uncle. Jim behaved hightly paternalistic towards both boys, often instructing them both in his speech. Mel must have glared at these three hunky hard bodied males for three hours or so. He realized they were not gay when the older man of the bunch glared at a shapely buxomed, plump bottom teenage girl probably 17 years old with thick shapely thighs that walked by. Jim grinded his teeth with a difficult lustful frown on his face obviously glaring at her yellow thonged smooth soft melon butt cheeked jiggling behind. At that observance Mel turned his sunglasses hidden viewing in another direction fearing the powerful straight men might notice him looking at them and get angry. Dark fell and the bars filled up. But a strange sight of the youngest one, Tommy got into Mel's focus as he circled the block looking for a parking spot in his rental car. Tommy stood outside a gay bar in a leather vest, opened in the front showing off his taunt chest in a an area known as 'Hustler's Row' by the locals. Needless to say Mel who was now 62 was no stranger to the bus station style pick ups and this certainly resembled the area only the boys were prettier than the street urchins up north.. Mel circled the block several times and the boys glared and solicited him in his rented white Lincoln Town car, but that seductive un-smiling serious handsome faced look of Tommy Jakes, strangley overwhelmed his libido. Mel was driving around with a hardon now surrendering to his craving for the tough good looking pretty boy Tommy's company. The Lincoln finally stopped right in front on the other side of the parked cars and Tommy nodded, still looking unsmiling, motioning to Mel for a pick up. Mel rolled down the window and beckoned him to the car to get in him. Tommy came closer with his cocky looking bowl leged walk in those same black Bed Davis(R) pants and put one leg inside. Mel almost did and x-ray vision scan as he watched the black denim cloth tighten around his hard little well separated toned 21 year old hiny cheeks and hard thighs. "HMM, the boy does have a nice little hard ass," Mel said to himself while using his rare 5 second opportunity to check out the kid's buns while he entered the car. Mel was still nervous at the powerful looking young man who never smiled back. It took a few belated seconds to ask, "So, OK buddy how much and what will you do?" Tommy responded in his often difficult to understand Irish accent, "Well, I don't take nothing up my arse, less you want to put you face back there. You can mouth my penis and feel me up and that's about it. No face kissing and no arse plowing for you or me, Ok? No you can't dick me nowhere. I take 200 bucks for a half hour. Mel said, "Damn your kind of pricey kid, for the little shit you offer, but damned if you ain't fuckin' gowd awful gorgeous. Ok it's a fuckin' deal dude. Right to the rented cabin Mel took his hard bodied unbelievably handsome rent boy. He parked and took out his keys to open the door of the cabin, motioning to Tommy to walk in first, so he could look at Tommy's hard lean butt and that cocky bowl legged walk in black Ben Davis(R) denim pants. The 62 year old retired john glared at the back of the rent boy's neat spiked dark brown hair cut, only getting a mild whiff of the fresh smell of the mousse and chlorine still on his body from a nearby swimming pool. Tommy took off his vest first showing his magnificent full smooth upper body. Then Mel waited for his first glance at the gourmet treat, those hard lean man buns and tastety looking biege skinned 7 inch medium thick throatable Irish dick. The black denims came off right with his boxer swim trunks. Mel's eyes bucked at the tuant mildly hairy young artfull male buttocks with a thick dense hairy lined crack adeqautely separating both young male hiny cheeks. The middle aged man's penis returned to it's erection state at the sight of such beauty. Down to his knees on the carpeted floor the old buttlicker and cocksucker went at first smothering his face next to those hard lean 21 year old gluteals. With his nose right on Tommy's pucker, a good whiff of Tommy's mild musk light switched his mouth to do a tongue dive right to Tommy's tuff little pink sphincter pass the thick hairs of the asscrack. Mel licked those sweet chlorine smelling youthful legs with pop-out veins, before he asked Tommy to turn around and suck his dick. Tommy played with the flaccid penis for a second or two then suddely blurted out, "I'll piss ya' my dick snot for an extra fifty, old man." Mel said back, "Hell don't that come with the package kid?" Tommy replied, "No the the slime is another fifty extra, old man--fifty I say." "Ok kid. You drive a hard bargain, but it's deal but no more add ons, comphrende senor¿" Mel demanded. Tommy didn't answer back. But the natural response to hot flesh surrounding his swelling cock, made the youth ridgid, as the old john began to throat the dick of the Irish born 21 year old hustler. Right to the back of the john's hot throat nearly cuting off his wind the rent boy went, as his balls swung against Mel's stubbled chin. Mel was well adept at keeping his teeth out of the mouth fucker's way, as he clamped his palms to the back of Tommy's hard fuzzy thighs and toned butt cheeks. He could feel those leg and butt muscles flex he tried best to accomodate the hard on. The young man seemed to eagerly pump. Mel adjusted the stance on his knees, to let the dick slip out of his mouth and pulled out his own modest sized cock and began to stroke it while he again incased the youth's rock hard salty erection. The 21 year old young man resumed mouth fucking the 62 year old john. Once again those old palms anchored themselves on the youthfull behind, as the kid's sperm filled scrotum spanked the old man's chin and the hard dick began to swell. It was PUMP---PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP.... Mel looked up briefly only to see that same blank look on the 21 year old's face. It was emotionless. But Mel had his palms on the young man's ass while the young man had his on the old man's bald head. Faster and faster those youthful thighs flexed till finally, a familiar salty taste of semen began to squirt to the back of Mel's mouth, while the shaft pulsed and throbbed on his lips. The blank uncaring look left the rent boy's face as his teeth grinded, then the lips curled while those fuzzy haired young hiny cheeks campled shut. Orgasmic spasms rushed through the kid's body, as glob , after glob of cum forced Mel to gasp, nearly cutting off his wind. Quickly Tommy pulled the sensitive organ out of the old man's mouth and walked to the bathroom to wash the sticky sweat and saliva from the old man's mouth. He returned back to the bed area where Mel was still recouping his senses from having his wind cut off. "Ok old guy, I need my money now," Tommy says with the same blank look on his uncaring face. Tommy dressed and Mel went for his wallet to unwisely take out three one hundred dollar bills to give to the boy. But it showed another thick wad of hundreds to the money conscienceous hustler to think of returning to do another date with Mel. . "Thanks" the paid for trick said, as he took the extra $50 for a tip. Mel said to the 21 year old, "Lemme call ya' cab kid." Tommy sad, "No that's OK, I gonna walk." Tommy left only to return with his spiked haired friend and uncle, and knocked on the door of the 62 year old retiree with a belly full of the youth's sperm. Mel saw it was Tommy, so he let him in. "So what's up Tommy?' Mel asked as all three males entered into the cabin. That blank uncaring look was on his face as a youthful fist went straight for his gut them jaw, while a powerful built 22 year old youth with spiked black and white hair named Eric secured a weaker Mel's arms easily restraining him while Tommy pounded away. Mel's blood splatered all over the place when "Uncle Jim" kicked him somewhere on his already bloodied body. Jim went on the hunt looking for the stash finding men's jewelry, the wallet with the wad of 100 dollar bills and 5 credit cards. The experienced fag bashing theif went through all the hapless victim's luggage finding more cash and traveler cheques. Meanwhile the two younger males pounded the old man into unconscientousness. Uncle Jim yelled out, "Got it all boys. Let's get the hell outta Dodge." They let go of the old man, only to see Jim give him one more punch in the face and swift kick in th head, yelling, "dumb faggot." As Jim drove away the younger men counted the loot totalling almost ten thousand dollars. They were just like a pride of well fed lions rejoicing over a kill, till lady justice and karma waited for them in the form of a diamond ring of Mel's. The ring fell to the floor and got stuck next to the shaft of the brake and the floor board just in time for the car not to stop behind a semi tractor trailer truck. The car crashed, sending all three males in a roll over, with Mel's loot flying everywhere. Oddly they all lived, but a few sore injuries made them think twice about another career besides robbing 'faggots.' The retiree had expired officially only a few moments before the accident. Tommy wonders if Mel's spirit did it to this day. ALL SPAM WILL BE DELETED-DON'T SEND ME ANY However readers you may tell me what you think of my stories at Hteller@webtv.net. All stories are 100% fictional, and if there is mention of crime, it is simply falsehood written to add intrigue to the story. 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