"Well, my boy... that is the idea!". 

When I was younger I had a lot of friends that I could have hooked-up with as something much closer, but I was so much more attracted to their fathers and older brothers than them. There was just something about a full-grown man that did it for me! When I got older things didn't change much. I was still in lust over the mailman, the fathers in my neighborhood, and of course my teachers. It wasn't until I got to my late teens that I was able to actually set my long pent-up fantasies into motion. One afternoon in particular I was sitting in class and the heat of the day had me soaked in sweat. The hot teacher (with his full beard and hairy forearms) hadn't helped much either in settling my boner much. When the bell rang I was hard-pressed to stand up to leave! Thank god for notebooks... mine made a good shield just for such occasions... which happened regularly.

At my locker I shoved in my books and grabbed my back-pack. I jumped into the lockerroom to change into shorts and runners for the jog home. I usually did this because I lived a fair distance from the school and needed to run if I wanted to catch the beginning of one of my favorite television shows. This day however, the television show didn't have a chance! My regular route included a long winding path through a park, and this time I got detained in the most appreciative of ways! Along the trail was a man walking two big dogs. Both took a shine to my running past and gave chase. The man called out and ran after them, but they caught up with me first. One blocked my path and I fell over onto it. I wasn't hurt, but I was laughing with how cute it all was when the man came to my rescue. We both chuckled over the incident, but it wouldn't be long before we were chuckling about something completely different... namely the bulge in my shorts that began to spring to life again after I noticed how fucking handsome this man was!

Helping me up and dusting my leg off is where my (ah, problem?) began. He was over six feet tall and held a strong physique that told me a warm bear-hug could be had from him. His hair was short and medium brown, with a mustache that reminded me of my basketball coach. Ugh! His voice was sturdy and his arm showed considerable strength, too. "Sorry about that. They don't always behave themselves the way I'd like them to." His voice was like a warm wind to me... comforting and sexy. "Hope they didn't hurt you?" "Na. I get trampled way rougher than that out on the field during soccer. But these guys have a lot more hair on them then I'm used to!"... I added innocently, but that wasn't the look he gave me when I said it. "Well..." his pause made me both nervous and excited at the same time. He almost said something, but then didn't. I noticed that he began to turn a little red at the thought of what he was 'about' to say. "Well, now that we've interrupted your' run, how about we treat you to a cold drink over at the corner store... to say our apologies like gentlemen." half saying this to me and half to his two hairy mischief-makers. I accepted and we strolled the block's distance to the store. Along the way we introduced ourselves. The 'hunk-a-chunk' was named Roy, and his buds were Hank and Buster. He told me they usually walked in this park in the early afternoons, but today he was busy and therefore a late afternoon-stroll was in order. Boy, was I ever glad of that! We reached the store and I remained outside with the boys while Roy got us some pop. We sat on a nearby ledge and chatted both about school and the sports I played. Suddenly his questions turned toward my basket... noting it was bulging forward. Hell, it was throbbing in the confines of my loose shorts! Roy's grin made me blush bright-red as his sexy-voice complimented the length and how it seemed to suit my body-size.

"Do you kids check each other out in the showers like I did when I was in school? I'll bet that you win in the length department." Now, the truth be told, that award would go to Simon. Boy did he have a wang on him! It made everyone else feel extremely self-conscious. Before I could answer Roy's words though he continued with "But the size when limp in the showers sometimes proves different when it gets stiff. That's where I won at my school." With another chuckle he continued: "I admit being embarrassed to the fact that I wasn't hung while soft, but I think everyone realizes that that doesn't mean jack-shit compared to when it's hard and ready for action. I don't know how you are when you're soft, but you sure are a big bastard when you are up to bat! Good for you, kiddo!"

Man! If I had been embarrassed before, I was certainly ready now to take over for the sun with how red-faced I was. My leg started to tremble and I hoped that he hadn't noticed. It was one thing to be stiff in public but it was a whole other to be shaking with nervousness in front of a god like him. A knowing god, at that! "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you on the spot like that. But, when I first noticed you... I mean, before I let the dogs go... hoping they'd chase after you and give me a good excuse to meeting you in person... well, I figured why wait and beat around the bush? I find you a very handsome young man, and I'm not shy to say so! I take it you share my interests?" nodding to my thumper."I'e... " I was feeling caught in something, but just knew it was now or never. "Ya! Yes, I am!" "Ah! Good. What a relief. I was worried there that I was going to get a black eye or something. I hope the interests we share will allow me to be frank with you about what it is that interests me the most? I've always been straightforward with sex, and some men find that intimidating. I can see you blushing, but I'm taking a wild guess that that is just because of your lack of experience. Perhaps I could help you with that? I sure would like to." "So, it's that obvious, is it? Gosh... You know, sitting here with a major boner feels kinda good. I mean, you knowing I've got it and not being offended by it. I like that you like it, too. Sure. I'll let you help me with "it" (I smirked). Something tells me this is going to be a lot of fun. For both of us!" "Well, my boy... that is the idea!". .. bi/ Joe's Bridge

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