The Chronicles of Lex: Chronicle #2: Fucking a Str8 Guy

My name is Lex. I'm 21, 6'2, 170 pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes, 
smooth all over, and I've got a 10" dick. One other thing–I love men. 
More importantly, I love to fuck men–all kinds of men. It doesn't 
matter if they're white, black, brown, short, tall, young or 
old. As long as they have a hole willing to take my dick, I'm willing 
to fuck `em.

It was a hot, humid Tuesday afternoon. I was out of college for the 
summer, so I was spending most of my days hanging out at the beach. I 
love taking the top off of my cherry-red Jeep Wrangler and cruising 
the strip checking out all the hot boys. Since both high schools and 
colleges were out for the summer, the sidewalk of the strip was jam 
packed with hotties of all races, shapes, and sizes. This afternoon 
was no different.

I was cruising along the strip in my jeep. I had the top off and both 
doors taken off, so you could basically see my entire body as I 
cruised. I was wearing a tight, black, boy-cut nylon bathing suit, 
flip-flops, sunshades, and a smile. I've got a really hot body, and I 
show it off every chance I get. And the reason I like tight nylon 
bathing suits is because they show off my 10" cock very well. I 
basically buy my bathing suits a size too small, so you couldn't miss 
my bulge if you tried. Also, since I had been hanging at the beach 
for two weeks already, I had developed a dark tan that made my body 
look even hotter. 

As usual I was horny, so I started scouting the boys for a potential 
fuck. I swear I think I'm the horniest person I know. I could fuck 6 
or 7 times a day. 

As I approached the end of the strip for about the 10th time that 
day, I saw this guy that made me sit up and take notice. He was 
casually walking down the strip in cutoffs, shades, and sneakers. He 
looked to about 35 or so. He was about 6'5 and probably weighed about 
220 pounds. His body was totally smooth and appeared to be nothing 
but rock-solid muscle. He had shoulder-length black hair and a neatly 
trimmed go-T. Nothing about him indicated he might be gay, but that 
was cool with me. I've always wanted to fuck a straight guy, so this 
might prove to be a challenge. The hottest fucks are those when the 
guy at least acts uninterested and makes you work for a little. 

The guy stopped walking to look in the store window at some computer 
games, so I seized the opportunity. I whipped my jeep into an empty 
space in front of the store and parallel parked. I hopped out of the 
jeep and walked up beside him—pretending to be interested in the same 
computer games. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see he was trying to check me 
out without looking obvious. Since we both had on shades, neither of 
us could see the other's eyes, so I guess he felt safe looking at me. 

I obviously wanted to get his attention, so I quickly thought of some 
lame question to ask. I turned to my potential fuck and asked, "Hey, 
dude, do you know if that's the new version of Age of Empires?" As he 
turned to look at me, I pushed my shades up to rest on top of my 
head. I wanted to get a good look. He did the same, and as he did I 
caught a glimpse of a shiny gold band on his left hand. The wicked 
idea of fucking a straight guy crossed my mind and I couldn't help 
but smile. He smiled back and said, "Yeah, I think it is." "Do you 
like to play?" "Oh yeah," I responded. "Actually, I probably spend 
way too much time on my computer. I need to get a new hobby." He 
chuckled at that and said he needed to do the same thing.