When you don't have a boyfriend one tends to be on a constant man search. That describes me perfectly. I look for potential dates everywhere. On my way to lunch the other day I spotted a very attractive male. He was walking up and down the sidewalk in front of a shopping mall with a signboard advertising a local pizza place. The sign he was carrying read "Hot and Spicy". My immediate reaction was that I bet he was both.

The handsome college age guy was slender and had closely cropped dark hair. Every day around noon I drove to the mall and looked for him until I was overtaken with the urge to meet him. I pulled in front of the pizza place and parked. To my delight he came over to the car and offered me a coupon for a free delivered pizza.

"Are they really hot and spicy?" I asked.

"Oh yes sir it melts in your mouth", he answered.

"I bet you do too", I added.

The Pizza Guy blushed a little and then exclaimed, "I'm hot and creamy".

I got the idea that maybe I might be able to get more than a hot pie from him.

"My name is Wes, mention my name and they will give you a free soft drink with your order".

"Thank you Wes I plan to call an order in tonight."

That night, I did indeed, order a pizza and I mentioned Wes's name. Twenty minutes later there was a knock on my front door. Wes made the delivery himself. I flirted with him as I paid for my pie. He asked if I would like him to come back later after he got off work and of course I said yes.

When Wes came back at about 11:30 p.m., I was ready to enjoy his handsome body. He wore tight fitting jeans, a Western shirt, and cowboy boots. He was solidly built but I would guess his waist size was 26 or 28 inches. We embraced and kissed then he started to disrobe. The boots and socks came off followed by the shirt. The jeans were soon added to the pile of clothes on the floor. The only thing he had on was a pair of tiny black briefs with white piping. He smiled when I told him I thought the briefs looked great on him.

"Yea I like them too but when I get a hard-on there sure is not enough room in there".

I lifted Wes up and sat him down on the edge of my dining room table. The 22 year old could have hardly tipped the scale at 130 pounds. He felt light as a feather but he was all man. Wes laid back on the table and playfully kicked his long legs at me. I reached down holding the waistband of his briefs in both hands and striped him naked.

His beautiful semi-erect cock was now the focus of my attention.

"I'm so horny. I broke up with my boyfriend a week ago and I have not had sex in seven days. Do you think you can exercise this puppy for me?" Wes asked.

I grabbed him by the ankles and held his legs in the air to get a better view of his balls and ass. I asked him what would feel good and he asked to sit on my lap while I jerked him off. He produced a small bottle of hand lotion from his jeans and we headed for my couch. Wes straddled me and let his cock lay on my lap. He hugged me.

"You smell great what are you wearing" he said. I told him it was CK One.

"I love it and your polo shirt smells so good. It that fabric softener?" I nodded yes. Wes buried his head in my shirt and we cuddled for a while.

"What is your favor smell?" Wes asked.

"Cum", I answered.

Wes asked me to open one of my hands. He pumped a pool of hand lotion in it and told me to stroke his cock. His dick got thick and hard in seconds. My hand glided up and down his ridged member. He moaned and leaned forward so he could rub his penis again the soft cotton of my shirt. He got up and mounted my lap backwards. His ass was now facing me. I reached out with a new supply of lotion to continue stroking his enormous phallus. I stroked him with my right hand and squeezed his firm small ass cheeks with my left. Then I massaged his ass hole with a single finger. He moaned again as I guided my digit up his rectum. I stroked his manhood for at least 15 minutes. I pushed my finger just under his scrotum. He stood up again and sat down on my lap facing me. The stroking continued until I could tell he was about to have a release. His cock erupted in a cascade of cum that landed on my blue shirt. Wes stroked himself dry and then rubbed his penis in my cum soaked shirt. We were both exhilarated but exhausted as we held each other.

"Yes he is hot and creamy", I said to myself.