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Posted 2004-05-08, 09:31 PM
in reply to KagomJack's post starting "(delete the above message if you see..."
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KagomJack said:
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ok, here's my next one. The character is named Micahel Lee Roth. He is fictitious and I'm sorry if someone happens to be named Michael Lee Roth, etc. Enjoy:
I was to be in Jamaica for two months. I had already been there for a week. The heat was almost unbearable. It was lie stepping into an oven. However, the nightlife was awesome! There was at least a party every night. There would be dancing, music, girls, guys, and lots of alcohol. I only got wasted three times. I was usually scouting for the girls and guys. Well, its Friday and a huge party is going to happen at about 10:00 PM tonight. I went through the preparation needed for tonight. I was going to be social tonight. I vowed not to get wasted. About 9:55, I threw on a plain green T-Shirt, black cotton shorts, and my rainbow necklace. I exited the small green hotel room. I proceeded into the small black car outside of the hotel. I put the key into the ignition and started the car. I drove to the beach. The party had already started. I approached the drink shack and picked up a small glass of red wine. The shack was 8 feet tall and 12 feet wide. It was made of mahogany and was painted green, black, and red. The roof was made of hay. The barstools were three feet high and very lightly padded. As I sat, drinking my red wine, a very handsome young man of about 20-something sat next to me. I took note of his features. He was definitely of Asian and European descent. I figured he may have been half-Japanese. I could tell he was not a local. He wore a buttoned sleeveless shirt with a collar, cargo shorts, and a Lincoln High School school ring. Hello. I said to the cute young man. Oh
hello. He replied. Im Michael Roth. I said. He looked at me. He then said, I am Sunguzatzu Komaryo. Everyone calls me Sunny. He replied. Ah, well, how are you? I inquired further. Im doing good. How about you? he replied. Doing pretty damn good! I exclaimed. We continued to talk a bit more. I found out he was half Japanese and half British. He came to Jamaica for a project, which he wouldnt tell me about. But one thing I had to know was this: is he gay? Is he bisexual? Is he straight? I figured Id just meet up with him again and ask. Well, how do you like Jamaica? I eventually inquired. Very lively. He said to me. Is it always like this? he asked. I shrugged. I then looked at my watch. Midnight already? I asked myself. Well, Im afraid I have to take my leave. Sorry. I said sadly. He smiled. Its okay, I enjoyed this! he said. I smiled and asked the barkeep for a pen. I wrote down my hotel location and number and handed it to him. Come over tomorrow if you want. I said. I then got up and left. As I got back to the small green hotel room, I jumped on the bed. Well, Sunny had come and gone a few times during the week. It was about Friday again. He had called me and asked if he could come over. I was more than happy. We set up to meet in my room about 10:00 PM. So I had plenty of time to set up for him. When it was about 10:00, I had set up the drinks and everything. When I let him in, he was wearing another buttoned, sleeveless shirt. However, he was wearing white silk shorts. Needless to say, I was turned on. Hey Sunny! I casually said. Konnichiwa! he replied. Wine? I asked. He shook his head. I poured the wine and we began to drink. After a few glasses, we talked a bit. I found out more on his heritage. His dad was apart of a Japanese sword-making family. His mother was a hotshot British lawyer. I wasnt getting the info I did want. So I gave him just a little more wine. Eventually he was to the point of where I could get almost anything out of him. So I plucked up the courage I needed and asked Are you gay? He said Hai! Score! I thought to myself. Well, Im bi! I said. I guess we were both wasted enough to not really care. So I take it you really want me? Sunny asked me. I nodded. He was to the point of saying yes. Then I guess we can. He replied to my nodding. I pulled off my shirt and shorts. I was before him, in my boxers. He took off his shirt and shorts. I approached him and leaned into him. He leaned into me and our lips met. We began kissing. Soon he pulled back and took off his boxers. I took mine off. I then spread him over my bed. I kissed him some more. Finally, I turned him over and began massaging his back. I worked my way to his ass. I soon began to rub his ass. It was a perfectly shaped and apparently tight. I then stopped and leaned to his ear. You ready? I asked. Yeah
I am! he said. I got back over him and prepared to mount him
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I read it up till when it started to get, well, gay. I agree it needs to be smoother, do you have ANY straight dreams?
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