BATH HOUSE BOY III
The good news is that he was leaking pre cum like faucet with a wornout washer. I licked his balls clean, then gave his long shaft a tongue bath. But dessert was sucking the precious fluid from his cockhead. Damn, if someone could make an after dinner aperitif taste as lovely they'd make a fortune. As I was licking my lips he said, "Go easy, man, I'm really hot and I want this to last a while." So I slipped my finger into his well lubed pooper and gently fingerfucked him while I fondled his 'nads for a couple of minutes until he gave me the go ahead. I kept my finger moving and began to suck the half of his tool that I could get in my mouth. Slow and easy with repeated trips to suckle his glans. He asked for two fingers in his rectum and they fit easily. He liked it when I massaged his prostate so I did that alternating with in and out. I figured he was on the threshold when his pelvis tilted up and his legs extended straight out. Then he started to breathe faster and deeper and moan: "ah, ah, ah, Ah, AAHH......" I felt his prostate swell and lifted my head a millisecond before he started to squirt. The first spurt caught my left ear and the rest of his load sailed safely past my head. It was something to watch. I shoot pretty far but he beat me by a foot and it kept coming. "Oh wow! You can really suck a cock!", he said, and we headed for the showers.
We got a March thaw and it was lovely to see the grass again after all the snow was melted. I'd been thinking about getting together with Jim again and I gave him a call to see if he'd like to come for a visit to my little country cottage. He seemed eager for that and we made plans for me to pick him up after his class on Friday afternoon. My cottage was a little log cabin that had been abandoned years before and I had bought it for a song. In my spare time I had re coulked it, cleaned it up, did some painting, repaired some rustic furniture and threw out the rest, including the bed, and bought replacements. He declared it charming which pleased me no end. It fronted on a pond and we hiked around it while we swigged a beer. When we got back it was dinner time and I suggested we grill some burgers. "Sounds terrific, but how about trying out the bed first?", he said.
We were rock hard by the time we got into bed. He'd never done rectal sex and was curious. I knew his virgin rosebud would be too tight to be bred but I wanted him in me so I'd settle for a good sucking after he had his way with my pooper. I rolled a condom on his cock but not before I gave it a little "hello, I missed you" suck. Greased up, he gently entered me and it felt nicer than I hoped. I may be a hopeless romantic, but there's a difference between just being fucked and having the cock belonging to someone you really had some feelings for. He was slow and gentle and obviously enjoying it as much as I. His timing was good too. Before my butt got "that's enough" tender he jammed his tool all the way in and came without making a sound. I don't think I'll ever get tired of feeling a cock throbbing in my rectum and knowing it was delivering its seed into me. He stayed planted deep in me until his organ softened enough to slide out of the condom. "Thank you", I said. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."
My cock was needy. Oh so needy! It was dripping precum and if it could talk it would be demanding to be sucked. So he did. Again I was surprised at how good it felt. Same deal, when you care for the sucker it had a magic that couldn't be matched by just anybody. And he had a lovely touch. A poet would come up with a way to describe it, but it was delicious beyond words I could put together. He was oh so gently fondling my 'nads and they were as happy as the rest of me. I lasted longer than usual under the circumstances until I entered the front porch of heaven. The term "inevitable ejaculation" is appropriate because it would take a .357 magnum in my ear to deter me from my approaching climax. "Oh, wow that feels so good....I'm gonna pop pretty quick. o, o, ooo, OOOO, OH I'M.........CUMMING!" And the wads of jizz screamed through my cock. Jim had lifted his head after a squirt or two and we both watched my boner dance and spurt spunk up my belly and chest. He moved over to lay on top of me and I got a very long, very wet kiss.
The burgers and a couple of beers hit the spot. We watched LeBron James lead the Cavaliers to a victory over the Hawks but he couldn't spend the night. He had an 8 O:Clock class and up early to get some reading done beforehand but promised to have a rematch the next weekend. "But next time I want that organ of yours up my butt." I found an empty wine bottle in the recycling bag and told him to lube it and stuff it until it loosened up his sphincter enough to make that possible.
Tuesday at dinner time things were slow but on making my rounds I visited the video room and there was a clean cut young guy watching one of our juicier M2M flicks and slowly stroking an unusually long, thin boner. I sat next to him and sat on my towel. "My, what a lovely penis. I'll bet if it could talk it would asked to be sucked.", I said.
He stared at my now very hard cock and said, "Bingo, I can hear it. Yours looks needy too and I've never tasted an uncut one. Maybe we could trade favors?" Nothing else said, I took his hand and led him to an empty room. "How about a 69 and we could double the pleasure?", he said. I put a little lube on my finger and began to stroke his rosebud, then began to lick his sizable 'nads. He wasted no time and began to suck my hooded cockhead but paused in a moment to retract my foreskin before resuming his meal. "That's very nice on the palate but your finger tickles." So I slid my finger up his pooper and started tickling his prostate instead. "Mmmmmmm.", he said, so I guess that was a better tickle. Silence except for the occasional juicy sound as we both enjoyed our sucking. He was good at it and unusually good at fondling my swollen nuts. He lasted longer than I expected until his belly muscles began to twitch and I was ready to lift off when his prostate hardened and swelled but I didn't move quick enough and his first spurt hit the roof of my mouth. Then I could watch the rest oh his load squirt past my head as his asshole squeezed my finger.
He was a player, he only paused for his orgasm to subside and then went back to work on my stony boner. The taste of cum, especially that first squirt with its usually large proportion of precum, works like an aphrodisiac for me because less than a minute after he popped I felt the rise of sensitivity in my cock that signaled my load was getting ready to blow. I warned him and he stopped sucking and began to just lightly circle my cockhead with his tongue. Delicious! I love to hold off cumming when I'm close so I can enjoy the little time available to savor that incredible feeling of impending orgasm. "Mmmmm, I'm about ready to cum." He lifted his head and began to use his fingertip to gently swab my piss slit. "Close now...... ah, ah, o, o, Oh, O, YEAH!" KZZZZIP!". My cock jumped away from his finger and the first hot wad raced through my cock to land on my face. Again and again my cum spurted from my leaping rod.
"Wow! I counted eleven big squirts! Do you always shoot that much?", he said.
"Only when pleasured by an expert", I said. "I think we need a shower to get rid of the spermy stink."
In the shower I washed off his long skinny cock and got an idea. I told him about Jim and his virgin butthole and asked him if he'd like to pop his cherry. He thought it sounded like a great idea if we all got together for playtime so we went to my office and traded names, his was Pete, and phone numbers.
TO BE CONTINUED