IN DANIEL'S CAR

Older gay guy John answers an ad from hot straight guy named 
Daniel.  There are limitations in doing this, and John is about to 
break them.  Now Daniel's taking him for a ride he'll never forget!

If you think you look like Daniel and want to do this to someone 
like John, please get in touch with me at the e-mail address listed 
below...

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John was an older man who really dug playing with the younger 
dudes.  Unfortunately in this age obsessed society, none of the 
younger dudes were too interested in him.  On top of that, he would 
always want the ones that were of a straight persuasion.  He would 
cruise around Santa Monica Blvd. looking for the perfect cute guy 
but never found anything but cops and transvestites.

One day, he was checking out the Hot Times personal ads and came 
across a straight guy who was really hot looking.  He had short 
blond hair, blue eyes, a cute clean-shaven face and a hot smooth 
chest that he proudly displayed in his picture.  His ad 
read, "Ladies, wanna exchange pics?  If you're hot too, maybe we'll 
get together."  His name was Daniel and he noted that he was of 
Scandinavian descent, but was still an All-American boy looking for 
some hot times.  He also specified, "No men!"

John was pretty hot for this guy.  Not wanting to be dishonest, he 
wrote Daniel an e-mail stating, "I think you are the hottest guy I 
have ever seen on the Net.  I would pay anything just to lick your 
butt hole.  By the way, I am a dude. If this offends you, just 
ignore it."

About a week later, he got a response.  It said, "What would you 
pay for this?"  And included was a picture of his butt, all covered 
in tight black speedos. John sent Daniel back an e-mail, 
stating "Anything you want."

A few days later, Daniel answered: "500 dollars for one minute of 
pleasure."  But then he added,"I am very hot and you may want to do 
other things.  If you try anything other than the lick, then you 
will be sorry.  Send me your address and a time to meet."

And so the address was sent and a time was agreed upon.  It was 
late at night on a Tuesday.  Daniel arrived at John's apartment and 
he was even hotter in person.  John noticed right away Daniel's 
full lips and thick tongue.  Once in the apartment, Daniel took off 
his shirt and then said, "$500 or I'm out of here."

John gave Daniel the $500.  Daniel stuffed the 5 one hundred dollar 
bills in his tight jeans and then glared at John.

"Take off your clothes, faggot," Daniel ordered.

John did quickly and then stood there naked in front of the 
shirtless Daniel.

"On your knees, faggot," Daniel ordered.  John did as he was told.  

Daniel then turned around and put his jeans covered butt right next 
to John's face.  Daniel said, "For the first twenty second, you can 
kiss my butt with the jeans on."

This made Daniel hot and he did so.  Unfortunately, twenty seconds 
ended way too soon.  Daniel then pulled down his jeans and John 
noticed he was wearing the tight black speedos that he sported in 
the photograph.  

"You can kiss my butt like this for twenty seconds," Daniel said.  
As John did, he felt the speedo material rub across his face and 
lips.  Again, twenty seconds ended too soon."

Daniel slowly pulled down his speedos and displayed his bare butt 
for John.  John didn't need to be told.  He kissed Daniel's bare 
ass for 15 seconds, leaving the last five for the lick.  And with 
Daniel spread his cheeks out, John slowly lapped his tongue across 
Daniel's tight hole.  It felt hot but ended too soon.

On impulse, John stood up, leaned against Daniel's back and 
said, "Please, let me stick in it.  I'm begging you."

"I warned you faggot!" yelled Daniel and then ordered John to get 
on his knees again.  John watched as Daniel dressed, all except for 
his shirt.  There was a bag that Daniel brought in, and he pulled 
out a tiny pair of speedos.

"Put these on," Daniel said.

John did.  They barely fit and showed the intense outline of John's 
bulging member.  Daniel then grabbed a robe from John's closet and 
ordered John to put it on.  Daniel then said, "You're coming with 
me."

Thinking there would be “more” and half afraid of just what 
this “more” would be, John agreed and followed Daniel out into the 
Hollywood night air and into Daniel's car.  Once in, Daniel 
said, "Give me the robe."  

John took off the robe and then Daniel tossed it out of the 
window.  Daniel then grabbed some handcuffs out of the back seat 
and cuffed John's wrists behind his back.  As the car took off, 
John sat in the passenger’s seat with only a tight, teeny speedo on 
and a raging hard on ready to bust through the material.

"I hope trying to stick it in was worth all this," bellowed Daniel 
as they drove up towards Griffith Park.  Daniel looked over at the 
clock in the car which read 1:58 AM.  He then looked over at 
Daniel, still shirtless looking like a god with his smooth chest 
and warm lips.   

"There's a cop.  Get down!"  Daniel ordered.  He then put John's 
head in his lap.  John could feel the coarseness of the tight denim 
on his face, and then started to lick all around Daniel's jeans-
covered lap.  Daniel was disgusted, but couldn't risk being seen 
with an almost naked guy in his car.  

They finally pulled up to their destination, an old deserted road 
at the top of the hill.  Daniel had John sit up.  The place was 
nearly pitch black.

"Get out of my car, faggot," said Daniel.

"What?" John cried.

"I told you I'd make you pay of you tried anything on me," Daniel 
stated.

"Please take me home," John pleaded.

"No way," Daniel said, "Now get out."

"But I only have speedos on," John cried.

"We'll fix that," Daniel said and pulled a butcher’s knife out of 
the back seat.  He then put the blade between the fabric and John's 
waist and slowly cut the speedos off John.  John was now naked.  
Daniel sat there, bare chested and god like, with a butchers knife 
in hand.  John sat there naked, terrified and strangely enough -- 
hard.

Seeing they were at an impasse, Daniel said, "I'm going to put this 
blade against your thing and start cutting until you say open the 
door."

"What?" John cried. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.  
Daniel then put the blade against John's member.  John could feel 
the sharpness of the steel against his skin.

"Even if I cut it all the way off," Daniel said, "I'll still toss 
your faggot ass out of the car.  You'll just be minus something."

Daniel then started cutting through the skin.  John screamed and 
said, "Open the door!"

Daniel then opened the door and tossed John out of his car and into 
the bushes.  

"See ya faggot," Daniel laughed and drove out of site, leaving John 
handcuffed and naked in the bushes, his member slightly bleeding 
from the cut.  Needless to say, John was not to forget his night 
out with the too hot Daniel.