Psyched Out Eight:Judd Nelson


by R.A. Swain <mnhowler@aol.com>

Disclaimer: The following story contains adult subject matter. If you are under the age of 21 you should not be reading this and it is illegal for you to possess it. If you read beyond this point, you are claiming to be 21 years of age, and that it is legal for you to possess adult aoriented material.

This is a _s_e_x_ually oriented work of fiction. If _s_e_x_ between consenting adults, homo_s_e_x_uality or therein is offensive to you, DO NOT READ IT! By reading beyond this point you are accepting homo_s_e_x_uality and adult oriented material willing.

What follows is a chapter of a series called Psyched Out. It is celebrity and other fantasies in a confession type setting. These stories are not to imply that the persons involved are gay. They are homo_s_e_x_ual fantasies about people who may or may not be gay. Consider them a wish.

This is from a series about a session with a therapist. It is the first one In which spanking is involved. Let me know how you liked it.

"Hi Doc. I'm almost on time."

"Yes. I'm impressed."

"So, what's in the agenda for this session?"

"whatever you want to talk about."

"Great. I know you what to hear about the guy who hurt me, but I'm still not ready. I'm gonna tell you about my Judd Nelson fantasy."

"I've heard of him. He's the one on Suddenly Susan, right?"

"Yeah. He's been in a few movies as well. In my fantasy I'm parking my car in a parking deck. The top level. I get out of my car and start for the stairs. Just them I remember I left something improtant in my car, so I start back. As I reach my car I drop my keys. I bend to pick them up and I hear a whistle. "

'Great buns,' he says.

I turn to see a hot guy in a suit and tie, with black loafers and dark hair. He smiles at me. I recognize him right away.

'I beg your pardon?'

'Oh, nothing. Great sun, isn't?'

'Er, yeah. I know who you are.'

'Yeah? Who am I?'

'Judd Nelson.'

'The guy's right. You just may have won a all day sucker, if you're lucky.'

'Huh?'

'Look dude, you heard me. I'm horny, you look hot, and I wanna get off. You game?'

I look around the garage roof. It's empty except for us. 'Sure, but where?'

'In the back of my convertible. Come'on.'

He leads me across the roof to his black convertible. The roof is down. He strips off his jacket, loosen his tie and ushers me into the car. He sits me down on the trunk, with my legs dangling over the seat. He kneels between my knees and begins to message my chest through my cotton shirt. He loosens my tie, and unbuttons my shirt. I feel his hands against my smooth skin. He exposes my bare chest and begins licking my nipples. I feel his hands groping my crotch. Then opening my fly. He reaches in and I feel him tug at my briefs. He wraps his hand around my _c_o_c_k_, pulling it from my briefs and fly out into the open air.

'Oh yeah, guy. You've got a beautiful piece of meat.' He begins sucking on it, making it grow to it's full length.

Then he opens his shirt, revealing his own smooth chest. He pulls me downward on the seat, straddling my chest. I reach up and run my hands over his chest.

'Pinch my nipples,' he orders.

I do as he asks. He moans, and I run my finger nails down his chest and stomach to his waistband. I hurriedly undo his belt, snap and zipper, revealing dark blue jockey shorts. I pull them down in the front and a hairy _c_o_c_k_ pops out at me. It's about 6 inches long, curved to the right and rock hard. He slides forward and shoves his _c_o_c_k_ into my open mouth. He picks up momentum.

'Oh yeah. Swallow my bone,' he says. 'Suck my love muscle.'

He thrusts into my mouth and pulls out several more times. Then he pulls out. 'Dude, you gotta help me get off.'

'That's what I thought I was doing,' I say.

'Yeah, you are, but I, well, look, I really get off on being spanked. Will you spank me?'

I push him back a little. 'Pull your pants down,' I order.

He slides back off me and I sit up. As he pushes his pant down around his knees, I undo my pants, and push my briefs and pants down to my ankles. 'Lay across my lap. I wanna feel your _c_o_c_k_ against mine. And if you come on my _c_o_c_k_, you'll have to lick it off, understand?'

'Yes Sir,' he answers. I can feel the excitement in him. His _c_o_c_k_ is trhobbing against mine and I haven't even hit him yet.

'Count!'

My bare hand comes down on his pale round butt. 'One.'

With each swat he counts off, rubbing his _c_o_c_k_ against mine. 'Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.....'

'twenty-nine, thirty.' He finishes. His _c_o_c_k_ is on the verge of eruption. I can tell he wants to explode. 'Please, just a few more. I'm really close.'

'If you cum are you gonna be done, are will you be up for more fun?'

'Like?'

'Like maybe you _f_u_c_k_ me after you lick your cum off my _c_o_c_k_. Maybe you jerk me off while you big _c_o_c_k_ is up my ass. Sound good?'

He nods and I slap his ass really hard. 'YES!' he shouts. 'Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-sevennnnnnnn. Oh yeah! I'm cumming.'

I felt his hot cum shooting out all over my _c_o_c_k_ and balls. It seemed like he shot forever. I counted at least ten squirts. He pushed himself up. Both our _c_o_c_k_s were covered in cum. 'Now clean me off while I clean you off,' I say. We fall into a sixty-nine, and I can explore his tasty _c_o_c_k_ and balls again. His cum is salty with a beefy taste. We lay there sucking each other for several minutes unitl he is hard again.

'Okay stud. You ready to _f_u_c_k_ me?'

He reaches over into his glove compartment and produces a tube of Wet Lube. I smile at him. 'Hey, a guy can never be too prepared,' he says. 'Get ready for the ride of your life.'

I feel the warm lubricant being squeezed on my waiting hole as I get on my knees. I hear him slick up his hand with it and then cover his _c_o_c_k_. Then I feel him behind me. He pushes gently against my hole and I feel his hot stomach and chest rest against my back. Then I feel his hands squeezing and pinching my nipples. His hands explore my body and he pushes his _c_o_c_k_ all the way into me until I feel his balls rubbing against mine.

'You're so tight,' he whispers. I feel him reach up and slap my ass as he _f_u_c_k_s me. I can't believe how hot it feels when his hand comes in contact with my butt. He is still jerking me off, but slapping my butt every few thrusts. 'Take it like a man, yeah!'

My eyes are tearing, but I feel really turned on, and soon I shoot my load over his leather car seats. Then he pulls his _c_o_c_k_ out of my ass and sprays his next load over my burning ass.

"Well Doc? Do I detect a tent in those chinos?"

"I guess our time is up again. Try to get here on time for your next session."

"Why Doc? Can't wait to thorw another woody?"


More stories byR.A. Swain