THIS CAN BE ALL YOURS FOR AS LITTLE AS 67 CENTS A DAY

Hello, this is my first time ever, and I mean ever writing to any place to tell a story of something true that happened to me.  I feel that this was my first, and it has to be told, to someone, so why not here.  My name is Tam, I am 22 and here's my story:

It all started out innocently enough, my boyfriend Drew ( who is 31 ) and I were at Mardi Gras 2002 in New Orleans.  It was the first time that we had actually gone to New Orleans.  We live in a small town in Ohio, so forgive me for not mentioning the name as we are well known here.   Drew works for a local car dealership, and they had a contest in December, with the winner being given two tickets to Mardi Gras in New Orleans 2002, air and hotel.  I must say that I pushed Drew like a well worn plow over that month, I wanted that trip, and I wanted it bad.

The second night we were there, we decided to go to the Bourbon Pub for a drink.  We aren't that familiar with gay bars, and we were really looking forward to the sights, well, maybe I was a little more eager than Drew.

We arrived upstairs at the Bourbon and I must say I felt like I was in Heaven.  There were all kinds of wonderful fucking angels around.  I couldn't keep my eyes off of where to look next.  With the music blaring and the strippers on the bar, I just wanted to tell Drew that when he returned to "Butt Fuck Ohio" he could send my belongings to their address.

I kept staring at this one stripper, he was hung like some of the ponies I have seen on my parents farm.  I was hard in a second, and Drew happen to reach down to pat my bum but in the crowd his hand had actually been pushed to my crotch.  He stared at me almost in shock.  I think he liked what he felt, he was familiar with it's feeling, just never witnessed it in a crowd of people before.

We were leaning against one of the bars and I was holding my beer and still trying to make sure no one could see that I was springing a boner. 

I am not that well built, just average, I do have a nice set of pecs and arms from working all summer long on my brothers farm.  Guess throwing those bales of hay does have some payback.  I am just a little over six feet tall, and I have a bad boy's haircut, which makes my blonde hair always seem a bit messy.

At the end of the bar, about 50 people crammed between us, there was this cute guy.  He looked to be about forty years old.  He was built like a brick shit house.  He was shirtless, and had just a short crop of hair covering a very beautiful chest.  I was stunned, I felt like I must have been staring at him for about ten minutes when it suddenly dawned on me that I had just glanced at him, but I could have closed my eyes and told you exactly where each hair on his wonderful manly chest was placed.

Drew was doing his fair share of looking, but whenever I would catch him, he would look at me like if there was nothing going on.  I motioned to Drew over the music that I wanted to check out the dance floor.  This was sort of sneaky on my part, it meant having to go past where this fucking animal of a man was standing.

Drew smiled, and being the perfect gentlemen is always is, he lead the way.  Even better, I was able to give a long good look at this hunk as we squeezed by.  I was being shoved around a bit in the crowd, getting my ass felt here and there, and then suddenly I noticed that I was standing directly beside my " fuck dream ".

I had been busy looking down trying to see the floor, and when I looked up, there he was, almost face to face.  He leaned his head down a bit, almost in a cowboy way of nodding hello to me.  I melted!  I wanted to just reach over and grab this fucker right there, right then.  I must have felt a bit shy, cause I just smiled and looked down.  Maybe this was a sign or something, me not being up on the big city ways, but it's almost as if he took it as an okay for him to reach his hands between me and the back of Drew.  He grouped my inner right thigh, I must have groaned or something cause I noticed Drew turned around just to check me out.  Thankfully his face was locked on mine.

My dream man then slid his hand over my crotch and slid off my right hip.  I melted once more.  I was looking at him all the time he was doing this, and he smiled when he passed over my hard rod.  He then nodded as if in approval.

Suddenly the crowd moved and Drew and I were on our way.  We got to where the dance floor was, and we stood just off the floor.  Even though there were hundreds of almost naked men on the dance floor, my heart was pounding and I only had one guy on my mind.

I turned around and I noticed that my "fucker" was still at the bar, with about 20 people between him and I.  I could feel his eyes going all over me from where I was standing.

Suddenly Drew almost yelling in my ear said " I have to make a pit stop, but look at the fucking line up".  I have never cheated on Drew, but I felt myself saying " Well, when we were coming up the stairs, I noticed another can downstairs, it might not be so crowded".  I could tell Drew thought I was being thoughtful, and he nodded and said, "Be good, I will be right back, I will grab a few more beers on the way, give me about fifteen minutes".

I watched as Drew walked away, squeezing through the sea of bodies, then I realized that one eye was on Drew, and one eye was scouting out the area where I had been grouped by the hottest piece of fucking man meat I had seen in a long, long time.  Damn, he wasn't there anymore!

Suddenly I felt two hands from behind going around my hips, and starting to encircle me.  I jumped and was held from turning.  I heard in my left ear, " That's a pretty impressive boner you have, wanna see mine?".  I shivered wher he said the word "mine".  He guided my hips so that I was turning around to see his face.  Fuck, the smell of beer on his breath being so close was as if we were sharing a drink together, in one nice long breath.

He smiled a bit, and moved closer to me.  I felt his lips go on mine, and I didn't care if Drew would have been standing right behind me, I kissed this man right back.

He turned a bit and holding my belt led me through the crowd to a corner where there were about ten other guys standing around.  He pushed me against the wall, and as if the sea had been parted by us, suddenly there were guys surrounding us, with their backs to us, as they watched the dance floor.  I felt alone with him, yet we surrounded by a very crowded room of men. 

He wasted no time in unzipping my fly, and sliding a big hand into the opening.  He smiled at me, and said " That is one fine cock you have there boy!".   I was now hard as a rock, and feeling his strong hand wrap around my cock made it bounce.  Being a bit shy wasn't going to do it for me, it was now or never!  I reached out with my hand and slide my hand into his open fly, he wasn't wearing any underwear and his cock was just waiting for my touch.

When I caught my breath again, I noticed that he was staring right into my eyes with a look that told me that feeling my cock wasn't enough for him.  He roughly undid my belt and unsnapped my 501's and yanked them along with my underwear down to my knees.  I was now standing in a crowd of men with my pants to my knees and my cock was throbbing in the air.

He immediately squatted on one knee and took my dripping knob into his mouth.  All I could do was sigh and whisper the word " Fuck " over and over.  I realized I could have yelled it and it wouldn't have attracted any more attention with the music pounding.  He sucked my rod right to the pubes.  I was enjoying every second of this, oblivious to anything else happening.

He had his cock in one hand, and stroking it nice and deep while his other hand was fondling my nuts.  I felt like I was getting close to creaming, and I wasn't sure what to do.  I tapped him on the shoulder and he took my cock out of his mouth for a second.  Looking up at me, he could tell what I was trying to tell him, he smiled and put my knob back into that hot cave of his mouth and continued to suck.  I was feeling weak in my knees from all the excitement, and I decided that I couldn't hold back anymore.

As my knees started to buckle, I noticed his was now holding a white hankie in one hand, placed right at the end of his cock, while his other hand was still sliding up and down his thick shaft.  Seeing his cock knob going into and out of his hand did it for me.  I squirmed a bit, and shot stream after stream of my hot cum into his waiting and anxious mouth.  As I was squirting, I was looking down, and he unloaded his nuts into the white hankie.

As soon as my cock stopped pulsing with the load shooting out.  He took my cock out, stood up, leaned in and planted another kiss on my lips.  I could taste my own salty cum.  He reached down and folded the hanky, leaving his hot load into the center of it.  Reaching down with one hand, he cupped my nuts one last time, and the other hand joined in and he was lifting my underwear and pants back up.  He didn't do anything about the zipper or belt, but he slid his hanky into my side pocket smiling at me.  He said, " Something to remind you of me, now better leave before your friend comes back "!

This was the first time I actually even let Drew enter my mind, and I was shocked at that.  Here a stranger was sucking me off in the middle of a club I had never been in before, and I wasn't even thinking of my partner.

He glanced at me one more time, smiled, patted my crotch and turned and left.  As he was going thru the crowd I looked around for Drew, and in my scanning I noticed he turned one more last time and smiled and nodded over to the archway coming into the dance area.  I followed his glance and I saw Drew standing there.

I started to make my way thru the crowd, straightening out my jeans and zipping them up.  I was fumbling to get my belt done up without drawing anyone's attention to the fact it had been undone.  I finally get in front of Drew, he smiled at me and I leaned forward.  I took a beer out of his hand, and motioning to the beer, I said " I really needed this, I went over there to try to find a place with more room, but there really isn't any place without a body in it in here."

Drew smiled back at me, and said, " You missed quite something in the can, it was lined up, and very close down there ".  I felt like saying back to him, " Nope, didn't miss anything, it was lined up and crowded here too, and a lot more close. "

I can't wait cause Drew is talking about going back to New Orleans this year for Southern Decadence, that would be wild.  One last note, I still have the hanky.