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Christmas Cocks By The Rumpranger Chapter 27: Secrets Revealed
On the way upstairs I couldn't believe the conversation that had just taken place between me and Mike's mother and sister. At least the conversation had answered a major question for me: Mike was gay and had a previous male lover. As I entered the bedroom my friend was lying on his stomach still sleeping. I slid easily into bed next to him inhaling his body scent. I wanted to reach out and pull his body close to mine, but I refrained.
Suddenly, Mike turned his head up looking at me and said, "Good morning. How'd you sleep last night?"
"Great. How `bout you?"
"I always sleep well when I'm home in my own bed."
Mike and I continued our conversation for a few minutes. I then went on to explain to him that I'd been up for over well over an hour, during which time I'd been downstairs having coffee with his mom and sister while he slept.
"Okay, so what did you learn about me from my sister?"
"She told me about your loss, Mike. I'm sure Robby was a great person and a terrific lover and someone I'll never be able to replace, but I'd like to try."
"Yes, he was. I miss him terribly, but would accept your invitation."
"Mikey I know I can never take Robby's place, but if there's anything I can do let me know," I said, "I've got big shoulders and I'm a good listener."
I thought I could see tears welling up in Mike's eyes by way of the ambient early morning light seeping into the bedroom. Mike stared at me intently and asked, "Answer me one question Donny, are you gay?"
"Mike, I've never been big fan of labels, but if pushed, I'd have to say that I'm probably bisexual, as I've had sex with both females and males." With that said Mike looked at me intently before moving in clutching me in a tight embrace where he began sobbing on my shoulder. I held him tightly, letting him cry. I assumed that he needed to release some of his pent-up anguish. Then he began whispering in my ear, "I'm so glad we found each other."
"Same here," I whispered back.
Once again Mike was whispering my ear as I held him, "I was so hoping you might be gay, but I'll settle for bi. You know, I've had a crush on you since the first night our eyes met at that convenience store, and I want you."
Mike moved his face around close to mine and began lightly kissing my face. His lips on my face felt so good, so tender and gentle. Soon we were French kissing while our hands were moving roaming over each other's bodies. After a few minutes we broke our embrace and Mike asked, "Who do you prefer having sex with males or females?"
I told him that at my age sometimes it didn't make any difference to me because so many times I was just horny and all I wanted was to get off. Mike gave off a light laugh of acknowledgment asking, "Do you want to enjoy a little light morning sex with me -- just to get off?"
We swore a secret oath not to tell anyone about what we were about to do sexually with each other. He also reminded me to be extremely quite so as not to make others in the house aware of what we were doing. I told him I'd try, but that I could become very vocal when it came to certain sexual acts.
Again Mike laughed lightly as we both made that silly ass cross your heart motion with our hands. We moved apart displaying our fully aroused equipment concealed in our boxers. Mike got up to turn the lock on the door saying, "Wouldn't want anyone walking in on us."
Mike returned to the bed where we began asking each other what we both liked to do sexually while our hands continued exploring each other's bodies. We began pushing each other's boxers down exposing ourselves to the other. It was clear to me that there was not much difference in the size of our hard cocks; we both appeared to be about six to seven inches in length and average thickness, maybe my cockhead was a little pronounced than his.
As we admired and fooled around with each other's equipment we whispered compliments to each other about the fact that we both had good-looking cocks. Mike was definitely impressed with my glans, especially the purplish coronal ring surrounding the base of my cockhead. Although Mike's glans was not as prominent as mine it was good looking. We lay there fondling each other's cocks and smooth nut sacs finding our balls to be about the same size and sensitive to touch. The only major difference between our cock as we lay there admiring each other was color.
Mike's cock shaft was darker than mine; furthermore, he had curly black and very bushy pubic hair around the base of his cock, whereas mine was brown. We lay there for what seemed like eternity fondling each other before Mike was whispering asking me if that was all I wanted or should we go further. I didn't answer immediately, but instead leaned in kissing him on the ear telling him I wanted more.
Our hands kept roaming and exploring each other's bodies. Mike was kissing my neck, nibbling on my ear, and I was moaning softly as his moist warm lips kept moving around face and neck area. He was whispering into my ear how much he wanted my cock in his mouth and I was answering back that I wanted him, too.
Mike told me that he had not had sex with another person since Robby and he'd had hot desirous fantasies about me since the first meeting. I told him the same. He said that he wanted to suck my dick and I told him I was ready. I shuddered at the thought. We broke from our embrace turning opposite each other, taking each other's cocks into our mouths nursing them much like babies sucking on a tit.
After a few minutes nursing my knob Mike came up for air asking, "You want to tell me when you're about to cum. I don't want to be gagging and spiting the first time waking everyone up."
"I understand," I replied, "I take it you don't swallow."
"Yeah, but this is the first time with you and I don't know your force or volume, so let me know in time to pull off."
Mike went back to nursing my cock. Oh God, his mouth and tongue felt so warm and slick caressing my cock. I wasn't worried about Mike cuming in my mouth. I'd swallowed many times before. Besides, I'd learned the art of staying power and could hold off ejaculating. After a few more minutes of intense cock sucking I could sense Mike was on the verge of blowing a nut. I kept on inhaling his cock. I wanted to taste his cum.
Then just at the moment I was getting ready take his load he pulled out of my mouth asking me to finish by stroking his wet saliva coated cock to fruition. Within seconds his phallus starting spitting out ropes of spooge. Five big globs in all before the remnants dribbled over the top of his penis onto my hand. Two of the ropes of spooge went completely off the bed someplace and three landed on my face, chest, and stomach.
I looked up at Mike saying," Damn, you were full," as I scooped up a little spooge from my stomach tasting it uttering, "um tastes good."
"Thanks," was all Mike could say looking down at me, "Now it's my turn to get you off."
Mike pushed me over onto my back and dove down inhaling my meat. He wanted to give him the best blow job ever. He worked feverishly on my pink knob with his tongue. Then he began engulfing a few inches at a time as he was bobbing up and down. Before I knew it Mike was back working on my sensitive cockhead. When I sensed that I might be about ready to cum I patted him with my hand to warn him. He released my cock from his mouth and began working to my balls. Then he took a chance, spreading my legs further apart Mike let his talented finger explore my taint. The next thing I knew his tongue began licking the top of my asshole. I thought he was going to go ballistic.
I reached down patting Mike on the head and said, "If you're going to rim fuck me we'll have to wait till no one is around, because that shit drives me fuckin insane and the whole world will hear me."
Mike chuckled a little before he said, "I'll just polish you off and then we'll go have a shower before breakfast."
Mike sucked on me for a few more minutes. I warned him that I was about to cum. He began stroking my cock. Finally, I was so sensitive I had blow a load.
After I unloaded we both rolled over on our backs sweating like pigs from the ordeal breathing hard as our limp dicks splayed across our crotches. Mike quietly got up from the bed, pulling me up after him we began walking towards the bathroom to clean up. In the shower he kissed me and thanked me for a great session of mutual pleasuring, telling me that it sure beat jacking off alone in his apartment. I agreed that I had been sexually satisfied as we finished showering and wanted to continue a permanent relationship when we returned to San Antonio.