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Cock Snob
By Dick Lickerish
Chapter XIII: Bubble Bath and Stubble
After a couple of significant Sunday morning blowjobs and then gobbling down a delicious light brunch Jason and I had retired to my luxurious boudoir with its lavish master bathroom. I had drawn a tub of warm water, so we might enjoy a sensuous bubble bath. I had spared no expense remodeling my house, especially the master bedroom and bath before I moved in. Since that time only a handful of people had been allowed into my inner sanctuary and only two had shared it with me intimately. That is until Jason appeared in my life. Now, I wanted only him to share my abode and tranquility of my boudoir.
When I set out to design the master bedroom and bath I wanted Old World elegance yet functionality. After traveling all over the world while completing my graduate studies in history I stayed at or visited some of the historic hotels in Europe. The boudoirs and bathrooms in those stately hotels were the inspiration for the master bedroom and bath in my dream house. When I bought the custom built house in Long Beach I knew the master bedroom and bath would be the secluded center piece of my new home. So, I purposely went to work designing my bedroom and bath with comfort and serenity in mind.
I wanted a place where when I came home from work I could relax, unwind and find a sense of inner peace. I also felt that at some future time I'd find someone to share my home with. The le magnifique tub I installed is sculpted for two to share. The exquisite whirlpool style corner bathtub creates a sumptuous environment in which life's cares gently ebb away. The tub provides a serene and lascivious ambience while symbolizing love at the heart of my home. The perfect environment for two men to bath each other sensually: the embodiment of male on male eroticism and romance.
Jason and I sat together silently in the lavish bathtub that Sunday afternoon playfully squeezing bath sponges full of scented warm water over our bodies. As we caressed each other's bodies with tender strokes, sensually stimulating each other, we became fully aroused. The silent enjoyment of the bubble bath along with the seductive setting while we tenderly touched each other's bodies went on for about a half hour. Finally, Jason broke the silence asking me, "So, Jimmy must have been a very special person in your younger life?"
"Oh God Yes! I exclaimed. "A lot like the person you're fast becoming in my life."
I knew deep in my heart that Jason would never replace Jimmy; my first male lover, and what we shared during that brief period in my young life. I don't anyone ever replaces that first love, male or female. I was hoping that Jason might become more than a weekend occurrence. I have to admit I was falling in love with the guy that I was sharing my bubble bath with that Sunday afternoon in May.
"Tell me more about Jimmy. You know, how you guys met and things you did together," Jason coaxed as he scooted back against my body sandwiching my erect cock between us.
With my hard cock nestled tightly between the two of us Jason eased his head back against my right shoulder letting the left side of his face rest against mine. I could sense the stubble on his cheek against my face. We both needed to shave, but it was Sunday. And Sunday was a day of rest; besides, it was the first time in our relationship I'd had a chance to enjoy Jason's fully nude body in such sensual setting.
God, Jason's body had the feeling of silk as my slippery hands slithered down the front of his torso. My fingers did the walking; first fondling the hard nipples on his well-defined chest, and then easing down his abdomen to play with the fully engorged man meat between Jason's legs. As my hands cupped his balls I was getting my thoughts together as I prepared to tell my young friend all about the first love of my life: Jimmy Jones.
I was sure Jason wanted and needed to know about my first love. Jason had asked about my teenage lover earlier in the kitchen. I'd broken down crying thinking about Jimmy and cut him short not explaining why I was crying. Now, it was time to tell my new love all the details of how Jimmy and I met; about our first sexual encounter. I felt obligated to provide an explanation if Jason and I were to have a future together as lovers. I briefly narrated to Jason how after a few days in my new California environment I'd met a new bunch of friends, including Jimmy. How our friendship immediately blossomed because Jimmy and I shared many of the same interests in life.
The two of us were more academically proficient than the other boys in our social group. We shared different interests in athletics than our friends. Jimmy's older brother and the other boys were mainly football jocks; whereas, Jimmy and I tended to be more into baseball, swimming, wrestling. Jimmy and I also shared the same love for movies and music. I went on to explain to Jason that do to my naiveté of west coast culture Jimmy had been teaching me how to surf in the nearby ocean as well as ride dirt bikes on the track behind his house during that first summer in the central coast town.
Little did I know that after the two of us finished an August morning of dirt bike riding on the motocross track that Jimmy's dad had built behind their house he'd teach me much more about life. After the ride we decided to go to my house to cool off with some pool time. Jimmy and his dad were motocross competitors, so he enjoyed having me as practice competitor for weekend races. After the morning ride our bodies were covered with dirt; our clothing reeked of a mixture of gas, oil and manly scents after a couple hours riding the course. We jumped on our bikes and rode to my house.
Once we arrived we made the mad dash to my backyard. On the way into the backyard we had already stripped off our dirty T-shirts. Jimmy was ahead of me. I loved seeing his beautiful bronze body without a shirt; moreover, I enjoyed seeing him totally naked. His nakedness showed off his super sexy surfer boy body. Jimmy did have the sexist physique of all my new friends. I was envious of his lean naturally muscular body, not to mention his beautiful circumcised cock.
Every time I saw Jimmy's limp snake that hung four to five inches over his darker scrotal sac with its beautiful well-defined pink cockhead I was mesmerized. I would discover that Jimmy was a shower; whereas, I was a grower. The pool rule was rinse off before changing into swim wear and jumping into the crystal blue water of the family pool.
I recounted to Jason that by the time Jimmy and I had made it into the pool house we were breathing hard and perspiring profusely. We immediately stripped out of our clothes, leaving them lying on the floor. I'd seen Jimmy naked before, so that was nothing new. Every time I was around Jimmy I found myself secretly lusting for his body. I definitely had a secret crush on him; moreover, his awesome body aroused more and more with each new day.
We entered the oversize shower that had two shower heads opposite each other. As we entered the shower stall Jimmy had brushed up against me, letting his flaccid cock make contact with my bare buttocks. Whether the move was accidental or on purpose I'll never know for sure. What I do remember was that the move and touching was electrifying. My semi flaccid cock jumped with excitement as I turned away facing the shower wall. We stood under the warm water opposite each other rinsing the dirt and sweat off our bodies from the early morning ride.
As the warm water continued to rain down on our bodies Jimmy backed up brushing his buttocks against mine. Again, my cock jumped to a semi aroused state. Again, I dismissed the action as accidental because of the close quarters of the shower stall. The next step should have been to get out of the shower, pull on our swimming trunks and hit the pool running; instead, as I turned around to exit the confines of the stall I found myself locked in a tight embrace with Jimmy.
I remember how sudden and unexpected Jimmy's amorous move was. Although we were approximately the same height and weight Jimmy dominated me, grabbing hold of me pulling me into him. His mouth and warm wet lips covered mine. He began kissing me passionately and I didn't reject his amorous advance. I eagerly opened my mouth accepting his searching tongue. There we stood in the shower stall water still spraying on us locked in passionate embrace, holding each other tightly, kissing and then nuzzling each other's necks. Our hard dicks pressed between our bodies Jimmy whispered into my ear how badly he wanted me. I whispered back that I wanted him in the worst way too.
Jason exclaimed, "Damn Dude what a lucky fuck!"
"Yeah, that was my thought at the time."
I remember murmuring to Jimmy how many times since we first met that I had dreamed about the moment when he would say those words to me. Jimmy told me that I had been in his thoughts since the instant we first met, and how many times he had beat off at night with me in his dreams. Our fantasies had come true that morning as we stood there in that passionate embrace; bumping, grinding and kissing in the pool house shower stall.
My recollections were of how a beautiful blond California surfer boy and the Midwestern yokel could be locked in passionate embrace, cooing our wants and desires into each others ears. The spontaneity of it all had taken me completely by surprise. The feelings I was experiencing were overwhelming, but definitely welcome.
I went on to tell Jason how I wanted to throw Jimmy down on the floor of the pool house and suck his dick right there and then; however, the two of us stepped back under the warm shower water as we continued making out. With water raining over our naked bodies we washed each other again. Much like what Jason and I were doing in the bath tub, and I hoped for the same intimate interaction. I told Jason how we continued our heated embrace as we gently washed each other's genitals and ass cracks in a most seductive manner. Once we finished Jimmy looked into my eyes and asked me, "Where?"
I replied, "My bedroom. No one's home. The house is ours for the rest of the day."
As we broke apart that morning I knew within minutes Jimmy and I were going to engage in sex. We stepped back to get a good look at each other fully aroused. We compared our hard cocks. As we fondled each other's wet genitals I could see that we were about the same size. As I held our two cocks together in my hand we looked down at the cockheads pointing up smiling at us. From what I had determined stroking Jimmy's soapy cock shaft earlier, his dick might have been a tad longer, but maybe a little thinner than mine. Most of all Jimmy had the most beautiful looking pink glans that I'd ever seen, until I met Jason. A cockhead that I wanted in my mouth, wanting to taste it as quickly as possible.
After we finished rinsing the soap off our bodies we dried off. With tented beach towels wrapped around our waists and lust in our hearts we raced towards my bedroom. Once we arrived in my room we threw the towels off, falling upon the bed into each others arms. We took each other in our arms and began making out. We immediately began exploring and fondling each other's bodies, buns and genitals. Our hands and feet were roaming all over each other's bodies, exploring every inch of our nakedness. We were both filled with wanton desire for each other, hungering for the other's touch. Jimmy rolled over on top of me easily. We positioned our cocks so they were intimately intertwined. Once positioned comfortably we began slowly humping, grinding our bodies against each other as we made out. I remember letting my friend take the lead.
"So is that all you guys did that day was make out and dry hump?" Jason asked eagerly.
"Hell no!" I exclaimed, "We had just gotten started."