Very few are safe from my
advances, too difficult to turn down a piece of ass such as mine.
WARNING
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blog does contain adult and gay material. If you are under your country's legal
age (18 or 21), do not scroll down and leave this page now.
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By Kevin McLean
How exasperating it is to see your
computer slow down and start acting up from an obvious virus invasion. It is
clear that some of the sites I visit are pornographic and they are some of the
worst offenders in this little game. They will inject your computer with pop-up
crap to make you or force you to go into these sites. Some of these are
ridiculously expensive, and not a fair exchange for what you get.
There are far more free or
inexpensive ones than these that invade my privacy and my computer…it takes a
lot of balls, I say. But with these come the inevitable computer slow downs,
the pesky little pop-ups and the unnecessary waste of time they cause.
Needless is to say that these pop up
sites are a nuisance and hopelessly misguided…why would they think that a fag
like me would want to look at tits and pussies? These sites are all straight
porn and very annoying to me.
It got so bad that I finally had to
take action. I called the University Computer Services and they said they would
send a guy over the next day. This is a service provided only to students and
what they do is they employ computer geeks and are paid by the University of
Miami.
The next day he showed up on time, and when he walked
through my dorm door I nearly fainted. I could not believe that a geek could be
so beautiful. I even got flustered and I am sure that it was obvious to him
that I was somewhat distracted.
He got to work and first he told me
that because I had so many photos loaded that I had exceeded the capacity and
that was one of the reasons my computer was running so slow. But then there
were some sites that he had to clean up. It didn’t occur to me that a straight
guy would be looking at the places I had been on the web and they were
accusatory to say the least; places like “rate my schlong” and “Big
Dicks/Monster Cocks”; so that if he didn’t get the idea when he came in and he
totally swept me off my feet as well as getting me busted looking at his
crotch; now by looking at where I had been on my computer he had to have a
clear idea that I was gay.
It took him over an hour and a half
to clean up all the crap and he installed some extra memory. But while he was
still working on the computer I had my eyes fixed on the bulge. For some reason
it looked to me like it was growing.
I asked him his name; he said his
name was Lester but to call him Les. I told him mine and then asked him if he
wanted something to drink. He said water would be fine. But I insisted he
should have a beer; after all, he was almost done with the work and he
accepted. I figured that the only difference between a straight and a gay guy
is a six pack of beer and how many college studs I have seduced with a few
beers? Hard to say but college guys consume beer in copious quantities.
He put the back cover on the computer and got it working
again, this time I was standing right behind him looking at the screen while he
showed me the anti-virus he had installed and the results of the tests. It was
then that while I was standing behind him looking over his shoulders that I saw
his hand move to his crotch…it was deliberate and obviously he was adjusting a
very uncomfortable erection.
I looked at the screen and was
horrified…there were at least a dozen or so icons with genitals showing and he
was staring right at them…no pretense here, it was clear what I was and he
didn’t seem to mind. It kind of encouraged me so I asked: “Tell me Les, do you
have an erection?”
Les: “I guess so, it happens a lot”
Me: “Do you need some help with
that?” and I placed my hand over it and he let me. He didn’t freak out or jump,
he let my hand rest there and looked at me and gave me a smirk, half of a smile that indicated approval. I swung the
swivel chair and knelt in front of him ready to take his cock. I started to
caress his bulge and then I undid his pants. He wasn’t wearing any
underwear…yes, he was going commando.
And I pulled out his cock which was rather large by any
standard, cut but not showing any scars and he had the veins; he was already
producing pre-cum secretions that were just lingering about the head and coming
out of the opening. I had to lick those, and he shivered when I did that, it
was clear he wanted to get sucked, then I engulfed his whole cock with my mouth
and let it travel where he had never ever been…deep within the depths of a
throat that was just stimulating the hell out of it.
Les: “oh, man, ah, ah, shit, that feels good…ah, ah, yeah,
yeah, suck my cock, ah, ah, yeah, yeah, keep doing that, ah, ah, you will make
me cum if you keep that up. So I doubled the pace and I applied the gargle
technique. Les could not help himself, he had to cum…”ah, shit, ah, ah, I’m
cumming…aaaaaaaah!”
My computer went on the blink two
weeks after that. I called the University Computer Services but this time they
sent a chick. How disappointing.
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