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In the previous chapter, C'est La Vie! 26, I described how my friends arranged for me to have an overnight with a hot escort to celebrate my 35th birthday.
C'est La Vie!: 1993, The Birthday Party Continues
I got up to use the bathroom, and when I came back I said to Dave "You know, that session made me incredibly hungry! What about you?"
He said, "Yeah, I could use a bite."
I suggested that we go out to Chinatown where there were a number of restaurants open late, so we hopped in my car, and a few minutes later were ordering in one of my favorite joints. During dinner we had a lively conversation about a lot of things, including art, movies and food. Dave was no slouch in conversation, and had had an interesting life living both in the US and abroad. I thought, "He's mine for the night, but I sure wouldn't mind him for a boyfriend," though I knew that wouldn't happen.
When dinner was done, Dave said, "Ready to play some more?" and I just responded with a big smile.
On the drive home, he put his hand on my thigh, and slowly moved it up to my cock, which was throbbing and hard. I noticed that his jeans had an appealing bulge too.
In my loft he said, "Let's hop in the shower together."
We started kissing and undressed each other. I led him into the shower, and for the next twenty minutes we soaped each other, kissed, sucked and explored each other's slippery bodies under the warm water. I asked him to turn around and got down between his buns and started rimming him, enjoying his beautiful, clean hole, which was twitching excitedly in response to my tongue.
After a few minutes of that and his increasingly urgent moans, he pleaded "John, I need you to fuck me again," and he unwrapped a condom he had thoughtfully brought into the shower with him and handed it to me. I quickly rolled it on and as he braced himself against the shower wall, I plunged in, this time going fast and furious, with him writhing under me and stroking his own cock in time to my pounding.
It didn't last long: in a few minutes I reached climax, and he grabbed my cock with his powerful sphincter as I shot into the condom. A minute later, as I worked his nipples and nibbled the back of his neck and shoulders, he came with a big convulsion and yelled "Oh my god!"
I withdrew, he turned around and we kissed, then rinsed off, dried each other, and headed to the bed, happy and exhausted after cumming a second time. We dried off, snuggled in the bed, and dropped off to sleep, my head on his shoulder, and a leg thrown over one of his.
Around 3:30 in the morning I awoke, and the moonlight was pouring in the window. Dave was lying on his side with his back next to me, and the sight of his beautiful, smooth, muscular back and firm round buns was too much. My cock leaped to attention again.
I gently put my arm around his sleeping body, and snuggled up so that my hard cock was nestled between his buns. I lay like that for a little, and he gradually woke up, and started moving his hips back against mine, squeezing his buns together and kneading my cock with them. I let my hand move down his smooth abs and closed around his rapidly-rising erection, as I started thrusting my hips rhythmically between his buns.
He turned his head to kiss me, and whispered "Oh, man, that feels so good. Please don't stop."
So we kept at it for the next fifteen or twenty minutes. I started pushing my cock against his asshole, and he turned, smiling and said "It feels like you want to fuck me again."
I said, "Yeah, I just can't get enough of you."
He said "I want to feel you inside me again."
He reached over to the bedside table for the condoms and lube, and shortly after that, still lying on his side, raised his leg and I entered him slowly.
While our fuck in the shower had been fast and wild, this one was slow and deliberate, while we savored the feelings of exploring each inch of each other with our hands, while my cock felt all the bits of his ass.
Again, we slowly built to a climax, and again, just as we got there, Dave opened the poppers and we both inhaled in turn and felt the warm glow spread over us as we shot, me into the condom in his ass, he into my open hand. After he came, I raised my hand to my lips and tasted his man-juice.
So far, three orgasms. Would we match my record of years before?
A few minutes later we were back asleep again and slept peacefully until around 6:30 in the morning. I woke up, feeling to where Dave should be, but the bed was empty. I heard him peeing in the bathroom. A short time later, we walked back into the room wearing tight briefs, white against his smooth olive skin and so appealingly packed. Sometimes, clothes are sexier than none, which he clearly understood, and this was one of those times.
I looked at him, and again, my cock leaped to attention. I asked him to come over to the bed, and he knelt over my body, his strong thighs on either side of my chest, and his package inviting my attentions. I reached up and ran my hands over his smooth chest, and down his rippled abs to his briefs, then slowly massaged his cock through the cloth. It started rising, and he moaned "Oh, yeah" as it came to its full length and hardness.
I pulled his briefs down over his cock, and slowly took him into my mouth, gently massaging his balls and stroking the base of his cock as I sucked as much as I could get into me. He started a gentle motion, fucking my mouth, and reached around to stroke my own cock as I worked on him. He reached over to the lube, put some on his hand and worked that over my cock and down on my balls.
After a few minutes, he pulled out of my mouth, gasping for breath. "John, you have me so close to cumming, and I want this to last."
I said, "Me too. Dave, but I really want you to fuck me."
He looked surprised, because I guess since I had fucked him three times, he thought I was a total top. He smiled and said, "Well, I guess that can be arranged!"
He moved off my chest, removed his briefs completely and knelt between my legs, then lifted them and my ass high off the bed and bent over to give me a good rimming. As he worked my ass with his lips and tongue, readying me for his cock, I reached around and found his massive cock and slowly stroked it.
In short order, we were both gasping and moaning as our passions built. He was probing me with one, then two and then three fingers as he rimmed, opening me up. It felt incredible.
I whispered hoarsely "Dave, I really need your cock in there."
He smiled, gently put my legs down, and got out of bed to retrieve a large-size condom from his jeans. He rolled it down, lubed up, lubed my ass, and then knelt between my legs again spreading them and putting them on his shoulders. I reached around and guided his massive erection into my hole he has so expertly prepared for it and as it glided home, he leaned forward and kissed me, our tongues probing each other. God, he tasted good!
Slowly he moved in and out of me, and I started contracting my sphincter as he withdrew, and relaxed as he plunged back in. Then I would switch and contract as he entered. He swiveled his hips, probing all over inside of me. He moved his legs like he was climbing a ladder. I pushed my hips up and down to meet him, and watched as his lean, powerful body, glistening with sweat took control and possession of me.
Without missing a stroke, he reached over and got some lube on his hand, then reached down and started stroking and kneading my throbbing cock as his erection worked its magic in my ass. I could feel my climax nearing, and looking at him, I could tell from his face that he was getting there rapidly too. I reached over for the poppers, opened them, raised my head and took a deep breath, then held them up to his nostrils and he did the same.
When we came, it was again explosive. I didn't think I could possibly have any more cum in me, after the previous three sessions, but I shot all over my belly and chest, as he tensed every muscle of his beautiful physique and convulsed into my ass.
When we were done, he laid on my chest, his cock still in me, my legs wrapped around his waist, and our mouths locked it an incredible kiss. I wondered if he was like this with all his partners. All I knew was that there was a real chemistry between us.
A few minutes later, we parted, and he withdrew his softening cock from me. Even after he was out, I basked in the warm glow of his presence. We lay together in bed for a while, just softly stroking each other's bodies. Then he said, "That makes four times! Time for another shower. Wanna join me again?"
"Sure" I beamed.
We headed off to the shower, and once more soaped each other up, and got lost in each other's bodies. As we showered, amazingly, we both became hard again. We started kissing and stroking each other, softly exploring with our free hands each nook and cranny of the other's body. In a few minutes it was obvious we were building to yet another climax. This time, he preceded me when he came by a couple of minutes, and my cum finally looked like I was running out. Five times in one night! Did I have the stamina for a sixth?
We stumbled back to bed naked. I lay on my side with him spooned up next to me, and we fell asleep once more.
We woke up a little before ten. I looked at him and said "It looks like the carriage is going to turn into a pumpkin again. Guess I won't match my youthful record this time!"
He said, "Well, I'm supposed to be here until S ten. I think an hour more is still around ten, don't you?"
I chuckled and took him in my arms and we kissed, feeling our cocks harden once more between our bodies. We went through the whole process yet again, the kissing, the sucking the rimming. And this time he fucked me again, me lying face down, legs spread, ass up as he pounded me from behind, then just before he came, he hooked his arms under mine, and I turned to kiss him as he pounded his hard cock deep into my ass and came.
When he was done, I said, "Turn me over and suck me dry."
He withdrew, stripped off his condom, dropped it on the floor, and knelt between my legs, taking my cock into his throat and deep-throating me until I went over the cliff and started shooting into hid hungry mouth.
"There you go!" he said, "Six times!"
"I'm not going to forget this birthday any time soon," I said.
We got up, got dressed and headed into the kitchen area. We shared a cup of coffee and some juice, and reminisced about the evening. He let me know where he would be in Europe, and said if I was ever there, perhaps we could do a repeat. To me that would be worth a trip in itself! We said our good byes and he left me with the best birthday smile I have ever had!