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I pull up to my usual gas station/ c-store and he is there. Him. The most perfect physical specimen I have ever laid eyes on.

 

He is pumping gas into his ordinary car and all I see at first is his amazing outline. Tall but not too tall. Muscular but not too big. He is wearing a black synthetic top that looks like it was painted on. And a slightly baggy pair of jeans.

 

He leans over to replace the gas cap and treats me to a long, long lengthy view of his amazing ass. The seam of his pants slips up his tight built crack. At this point all the moisture has left my mouth. I pump maybe 1.50 in my car and follow him into pay. Fuck it, I can get more gas later.

 

When we get to the light of the store I can really see him. I have never had a winning lottery ticket in my hand. But this guy hit the one in a billion jackpot of great genetics, where everything came up right for perfection.

 

He is about 6 feet tall. Maybe 24 or 25 yrs old.Wide shoulder narrow hips good size arms and perfect pecs with small but meaty nipples that stand out prominently in his skintight shirt. As he shops my eyes drift down and see an anatomy chart of abdominal perfection. Damn his pants are too baggy to reveal much about his cock but there is surely favorable signs in the substantial swelling at his crotch. Life is surely not so unfair as to not place a cock that is a not a work of art on such a form.

 

At this point there is substantial swelling of my crotch. I grab a 2 liter of Diet Coke and hold it down to conceal my now obvious erection. I notice he has amazing dark yet luminescent hair simply styled. In fact everything else is simplicity. No jewelry, no piercings no tattoos ( that I can see), a form like that needs no adornment.

 

I follow him to the counter where he puts the loaf of bread and bottle of water on the counter. I notice the female clerk is in the same hazy sex obsessed daze I am in. We exchange a brief glance of complete agreement. Somehow she manages to ring up his gas and purchases. I hope against hope he will use a credit card. A credit card will tell me his name. A name that will be a holy word in the religion I will start in his honor.

 

Somehow I manage to say something. Something inane yet he chooses to respond. He looks at me and smiles a big wide white slightly crooked smile. I fall into his blue eyes and for a brief moment of awareness I note is the same color as the morning sky. Then I slide into oblivion. Somehow I laugh at his response. Or laugh at my weakness to the slight Southern drawl in his voice.

 

I stare helplessly at his ass and back as he heads out of the store. I throw 3 bucks down and the girl behind the counter says nothing. I get to my car somehow. In the meantime he has emptied his trash into the can. Beer bottles and Garcia Vega plastic tubes. The detritus of the modern young man. He looks back at me smiles and nods and drives away.

 

I pull around the car wash shortly after and taking the quickest look to see no one is around pull my cock out and in a few seconds shoot a load that leaves me breathless. I have covered my pants shirt and steering wheel in cum. This was for him he should have it. He made this happen.

 

So guys when I find him, should I club him over the head and bring him back to my place or maybe use ether or chloroform instead? I fear of damaging the perfection. Also what weight chain I use to strap him down to my bed?:9

 

Jeff

 

I knew you guys would understand

Guest Jocoluver
Posted

well, did you get the license plate number on his car, you dork?!!:p

 

The gay CIA here at male4malescorts could have tracked him down, got the 411 and we could have begun his worship and fulfilled his pleasures in homoerotic experience, even contributed $$$ to his cathedral. . . .

 

Please tell us you didn't waste this opportunity with nothing more creative/investigatory than masturbation . . . . }>

Guest chubsksesc
Posted

You have his address??? Great!!!! That's phase one, now get a snap shot of this hunk and post it for us to all enjoy. Hehhehehe

Posted

Sure hope we'll see more chapters to this story......

 

This same scenario has happened to me (without the follow-up) many times in my life, where I've seen a beautiful kid in a convenience store or on the street who I've lusted after .........but knew I couldn't approach. But now with Hooboy, I do my cruising online, and it isn't long before a perfect boy appears who is available!......well, for a few $$$.

 

Anyway, thanks for your contibution, Duke.....hope we hear more about it....

Posted

>A credit card will tell me

>his name. A name that will be a holy word in the religion I

>will start in his honor.

 

Wouldn't it be funny if his name were "Jesus"? :p

 

Really, though: that's a great line. And this guy sounds too fuckin' nice...now, if you had only said he was wearing a wedding ring, I'd fly down & look for him myself.

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