Emmanuel-Angelo Part 3
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Angelo felt lonely when Manny left, he wished he wasn't so damn awkward, but his lack of experience made him feel more vulnerable. Thinking he had tried too hard, He really liked Manny, trusting he didn't ruin his chances with him. With his insecurities flaring, he wondered if Manny felt the same about him or was he just a friend. Thinking about how the night went, he kept focusing on the faux-pas instead of the great time he spent with Manny. Exhausted from overthinking, Angelo headed to bed, stripping naked as he enjoyed his new found freedom, he pulled back the covers crawling into his fresh clean sheets.
Angelo tossed and turned all night, thinking about his desire for Manny. Slipping his hand under the covers, he grabbed his balls, lifting his fingers to his nose to inhale the musky scent, which in turn made his uncut cock throb. Skinning back his hoodie, he pushed the covers just under his balls, wrapped his hand around his swollen cock. With thoughts of kissing Manny, touching his body, smelling his scent excited him, causing him to stroke his cock faster and faster. Feeling his balls bounce with the repetition of his fist on his hard cock as the waistband brushed against his pubes, causing him to tense up. Clenching his ass cheeks, he concentrated on pleasuring himself, wanting to enjoy the sensation a little longer. Soon he felt the familiar feeling, as his body trembled, his shoulders rose from the bed, as his cock erupted its spunk onto his chest and stomach. Lying there catching his breath, the warm fluid contrasting on his olive skin.
Scooping up his creamy load with his two fingers, he brought his dripping fingers to his mouth, lapping the reward with his tongue, swishing it around his mouth to savor. Enjoying the texture as well as the flavor, Angelo wanted to taste the real thing from Manny's cock. Turning on his stomach, Angelo hugged his pillow, wishing it was Manny in his arms. With the taste of his juices lingering in his mouth, Angelo fantasized lapping up the pools of cum off of Manny's chest and stomach. Going for round two, Angelo worked his cock, as round one didn't satisfy his needs. With the second round taking longer, Angelo knew it would be more pleasurable. Spreading his legs, he placed his other hand against his taint. Stroking his cock, he noticed the precum oozing from the tip. He smeared the slimy juices on his cock, making his cock feel intense as his hand slid up and down with ease. While watching as he stroked his cock, he pictured his cock was Manny's cock in his hand. Yearning to feel intense pleasure, he longed for Manny's lips wrapped around his throbbing cock. No longer wanting to be a virgin, Angelo had to find out if Manny desired him as well. Suddenly his body heaved, lifting his ass from the bed, his fingers dug into the sheets of the bed; Angelo tensed up as grander waves of pleasure surged through his body. Contorting his face, his loud inaudible monosyllabic grunts filled the room as his cock expanded blowing another thick load of nut butter onto the headboard and his facem trailing down to cock. Lying there trying to recover as the mind blowing orgasm subsided. Taking the edge off, Angelo fell back asleep, relaxed, falling into a deep sleep.
Exhausted from his day, Manny quickly undressed when he arrived home, wearing his tee-shirt and underwear he pulled down the covers, climbing into the fresh sheets. Smelling them, he hugged his pillow to his chest as he fell asleep.
Actually seeing Angelo's cock, even if by accident, he imagined Angelo's naked body, touching him, kissing him. He wanted to feel Angelo next to him, on top of him or even under him. Craving to taste his sensual lips. Sliding his hand under his waistband, Manny wrapped his hand around his throbbing cock holding it tightly.
While drifting off to sleep, images of Angelo's naked teasing played over and over in his mind, Manny felt a strong desire to touch him in an intimate way. Reaching out to touch, he felt the sensation start at the base of his cock, the energy dispersed through his body, breathing rapidly. Waking up at the moment of orgasm, Manny's hand was soaked in his nocturnal fluids, his pubes drenched in cum. Groggily Manny walked to the bathroom to wash his hands, removing his underwear, he places the soggy underwear under the faucet washing the slimy fluid down the drain. Seeing the pearly cum squished in his pubes, he reached for a washcloth to wash out the best he could. Still tired, he throws the underwear on the bathroom floor, heading back to bed.
Waking in the morning to a sunny day, Manny realizes he's naked from the waist down. Remembering his dream, he started to feel guilty about his impure thoughts of touching another man. Feeling dirty, he entered his bathroom, finding the wet shorts from the dream. Picking them up, he places them in the apartment's washer, not wanting to be reminded of sexual feelings. Stripping off his tee-shirt, Manny looked at himself in the mirror, only to be disgusted with what he saw. Wanted to feel clean again, he started the shower and when the water was warm, he stepped in.
Feeling the warmth of the water, Manny washed his hair and lathered his body, he pulled back his foreskin cleaning any evidence he missed last night. Feeling redeemed, Manny dried himself wrapping his towel around his midsection. Searching through his dresser for dress socks, underwear and a tee, he sat down and placed the socks on his feet. With the towel still wrapped around his waist, he stepped into a fresh pair of underwear, pulling them up under the towel before releasing the towel. Opening the T-shirt, he placed his arms through the holes before lifting it over his head, pulling the hem down over his body.
Feeling secure in his undergarments, Manny made his breakfast before continuing to dress for church. Unclasping his pants hanger, Manny stepped into his black slacks pulling them to the waist. Walking around his room with his pants unzipped, he puts on his shirt he selected the night before. Starting from the bottom, he buttoned his shirt all the way to the neck, turned the collar up, placing a pre-knotted tie around his neck, sliding the knot to his collar. Inspecting his tie, pulling the collar back down, buttoning the collar points to his shirt. Tucking in his shirt first, Manny zips up his dress slacks and fastens the button. To finish dressing, Manny slips his black belt thought the loops, fastening the belt. As he checks himself in the mirror, he slipped on his black dress loafers, passing his final inspection, he picks up his bible leaving for church. Grabbing the staples he bought for the pantry.
Dropping off the staples, he walked into church, Manny was greeted by two parishioners handing out the weekly program. Saying hello and asking how they were doing, Manny accepts the program finding his favorite seat in the church pew. Placing his bible on his lap, he opens the program to read the contents of the service. As he sits there, thoughts of Angelo fill his head. Praying that he renounced those evil feelings, he unintentionally stares at the crucifix of Jesus in a loin cloth hanging on the cross. Sitting there in horror with his blasphemous thoughts, Manny stares down at the floor, not daring to look up. Reaching for bible in the pew, he opens the page to a painting of naked Adam with Eve being cast out of the Garden of Eden. Quickly closing the bible, he closes his eyes to avoid seeing any misconstrued temptation. Shaking his head, when he thought even of Angelo's name reminded him of angels, picturing the masculine barely clad spiritual beings.
Rising from his comfortable bed, Angelo's naked body looked at his apartment window at the beautiful sunny day. With his cock pointing the way, Angelo sat down on the couch to watch some television. Rubbing his foreskin over his cock head, as he watched the Sunday morning news shows. He kept thinking of Manny, he kept repeating Emmanuel in his head, thinking of his naked angel he desired. As he continued to watch, he pinched the excess foreskin over his head, stimulating himself. Feeling the hood massaging his moist cock head, Angelo thought more about Manny wanting to feel Manny's cock as his hand glides up and down his shaft. Feeling his balls pull up, Angelo unhooded his cock lying back on the sofa, legs spread as he placed his feet on the coffee table. Grabbing his nipple, he stroked his shaft up and down. Feeling the energy pulse through his body, he moaned as his head tilted back into the cushions, pushing his hips into the air. The first volley shot up into the air, landing on his chin hitting with a splat. Continuing to stroke, the second wave coursed through his cock, launching the next blast onto his stomach, with each continuing blast landing closer to the source.
Holding his sensitive cock, Angelo slowly came down from his orgasmic high, seeing the result of his solo session. The cum dribbling down his cock and over his fingers, Angelo lifted his fingers to his face, opening his mouth to lick the tasty nectar from his coated fingers. Wiping the shot from his chin, he held it above his open mouth, allowing his seed to drip into his mouth before licking the rest of his fingers. Tasting his own juices, Angelo silently sat there, wiping the rest over his chest and stomach. Turning his head, he sniffed his underarms, smelling the ripe pits. With a smile on his face, Angelo sat there appeased, proud of his own cock playing session.
While watching television naked, Angelo heard his phone buzz, hoping it was Manny, he quickly grabbed his phone from its charging station, when he checked for the message it was from his cousin inviting him to watch a few games with the guys. Having nothing better to do, Angelo, though disappointed, said he would be over in the afternoon. Continuing to enjoy his morning, relaxing naked with his morning session dried on his skin and pubes, lifting his arm, he inhaled his underarm odor, liking the natural musk he smelled.
Hoping Manny would text, Angelo grabbed his laptop, checking some of his favorite sites, seeing if he could kill time in one of the chat rooms. He logged in seeing if the guy he was chatting with was online. He called up his profile, looking at the headless torso seeing he was offline. Disappointed, he closed his computer. Taking another whiff of his under arms, he decided it was time to take another shower, as he didn't want to offend his cousin and guests.
Adjusting the water, Angelo climbed into the steamy shower. The water felt good as it cascaded down his body. Grabbing the soap, he lathered his body, paying close attention to Angelo Jr. and the boys. With a semi hard cock, Angelo ducked his head under the shower wetting his hair. Reaching for the shampoo, he poured a glob into his this hand, lathering his hair and massaging his scalp. Washing the gel he placed in there yesterday. While rinsing, he thought of Manny standing next to him naked, he wanted to lean in and feel his wet naked body and kissed him while his hands explored his naked body. Angelo Jr. didn't respond that much as he was satisfied with the attention he was given this morning by Angelo Sr.
Admiring his body in the mirror, Angelo watched himself as he dried his body. Liking what he saw, he reached down, grabbing his balls, sneering at himself, as said, "This is for you", as he thought of Manny. He couldn't understand why Manny was stuck inside his head. No one ever made him react like Manny did.
Manny tried to concentrate on the worship service, standing up, sitting down, kneeling, bowing his head, and singing from the hymnal. Reading along with the scripture, Manny glanced at the picture on the opposing page. Again, thinking erotic thoughts as he gawked at the nearly naked biblical figure, while the Priest read on. He sat trying to listen as the sermon looking attentive. Praying to end the torment, he questioned why his feelings for Angelo were so strong, especially now. Getting antsy, Manny had a hard time sitting through the service. Picking up a hymnal, he started paging through the book. Getting the evil eye from the mother of the family sitting close to him, Manny put the hymnal back in its place. Looking up, he saw the crucifix, reminding him of Angelo with his dark hair and beard. Thoughts of how he would like to see Angelo spread like that across his bed, sans the loin cloth. He closed his eyes, appearing to be spiritual as tried in earnest to listen to the sermon. Waking when he heard the Amen at the end. Relieved when he finally heard the recessional, he felt he was wearing his guilt on his sleeve.
After the service, several friends from church invited him to go along with them for lunch at the local dinner. Reaching for his phone, Manny quickly checked for messages, before saying yes. When he got in his car, Manny couldn't resist the urge any longer, pulled out his phone texting, "Hi" to Angelo. He sat for a few seconds, not getting a response he started his car, heading over to the agreed upon location. Checking his phone again, disappointed Manny turned the volume on his phone down before going inside.
Joining the group in a corner booth, his friends talked about the powerful service. Turning to Manny, one asked what he thought. Not remembering much of the sermon, he said it was good. The group continued how each had felt empowered, Manny sat there, nodding his head. When it came to Manny's turn, he just repeated what most of the group said, not getting caught in his little deception. As the group said a prayer, Manny was checking out the ass on an Angelo look alike, when they closed theirs eyes in prayer, he reached down to adjust himself, condemning his thoughts as he tried to concentrate. Almost at the end of their prayer, Manny's phone dinged, shocked he quickly looked down at his phone to see a reply from Angelo. Embarrassed that he turned the volume up instead of down, when he looked up, he saw the disapproving looks of his friends. One commented about the rudeness of not turning off or down your phone. Apologizing, Manny turned down the volume, placing it back in his pocket.
Feeling the urge and need to read Angelo's message, he excused himself indicating he had to use the men's room.
Angelo ran his hands down his naked body, he thought of Manny wishing it was his hands he was feeling. Not having had breakfast, Angelo poured some cereal into the bowl, adding yogurt. Looking over websites, he checked to see if his cyber buddy was on, as he was horny again and wanting to chat with someone about sex. Not seeing his buddy, he silently ate his cereal. Realizing the time, he quickly got dressed, throwing on some strategically ripped jeans and a hoodie. Being adventurous, he went commando, since he was going to be with the guys, he wanted to enjoy his newly discovered freedom. Slipping into his boots, he grabbed his phone, realizing there was a message.
Smiling, Angelo read Manny's short text, replying back, "hi, how's it hanging'?" Delighted that Manny sent him a text, Angelo gathered his keys and wallet, heading out the door to watch the game with his cousin.
Anxious to hear from Manny, it seemed like forever till his phone beeped.
Excusing himself, Manny went into the men's room. Reaching for his pocket, he retrieved his phone reading Angelo's text, replying, "Down and to the right. At lunch with friends, will text when I'm done."
Returning to his table, Manny sat down at his place, his large breakfast was waiting. Continuing their discussion, Manny just wasn't into it. He kept glancing over to the table with the handsome man, fantasizing he was Angelo. Wanting to kiss his lips, Manny heard his name called, looking up, they were waiting for his response. One replied, "Earth to Manny" as the rest laughed. Turning red, Manny asked them to repeat the question.
Turning over his phone to read the message, Angelo laughed when he read Manny's reply. No thinking he would have responded that way, he would have worded it differently, but he liked what he read. Replying back with OK, Angelo turned his phone to vibrate before putting in his pocket. Anxious to hear from Manny.
Greeted warmly by his cousin, Angelo's cousin introduced him to everyone
Angelo saw several guys from work, some brought along their girlfriends. Gathering around the big screen television, they ate the appetizers and started drinking their beers. Angelo migrated naturally toward the back of the group, sitting behind the guys as the pre-game shows unfolded. Leaning back in his chair, Angelo sipped his beer as he listened to the guys predict the outcome of the game as they surfed channels to see if other's started. When they asked Angelo for his prediction, he replied he agreed with Rob. Getting up from his chair, Rob raised his hand to high-five with Angelo, saying, I knew there was a reason why I liked him. Smiling, Angelo held the bottle to his lips, sipping wishing Manny was here.
Angelo's cousin, turning, he asked Angelo how his first weekend went. Angelo mentioned he went with Manny to a movie, when one of the turned around joking, that quiet stud didn't have a date?
Laughing, Angelo just passed it off, as he watched the start of the first game. Suddenly his pocket buzzed. Reaching for his phone, he noticed it was Manny.
Relieved that lunch was over, he parted his friends, telling them he will see them next week. Reaching his car, he pulled his phone out of his pocket, texting Angelo, "I'm done with lunch", hoping Angelo might want to spend some time with him.
Angelo replied back, "I'm watching a game at my cousins. Want to come over?"
Manny smiled, "I'll have to change first. I'm still in my dress clothes."
Angelo texted, "Don't bother changing, just come over the game's already started", as he texted the address.
Manny said, "It's just `round the corner, see you in a few."
Angelo grinned as he announced, "Manny's coming over!"
Smiling, his cousin said "Great."
Angelo's cousin opened the door when Manny knocked, welcoming him as he eyed Manny's Sunday's best, stating he didn't have to dress up and laughed, patting Manny on the shoulder he told him to make himself comfortable.
Feeling excited, Angelo was glad to see Manny, he thought he looked smart dressed the way he was. He felt underdressed, fearing his cock was going to react, especially in his ripped jeans. He was suddenly conscious that he wasn't wearing underwear. Praying his cock wouldn't start dripping, as it had done the previous night.
Eying Angelo's legs through his ripped jeans, Manny was trying to figure out if he should sitnext to him or closer to the television. His choice was made for him, when Angelo offered the chair next to him. Nervous Manny sat down next to him, Angelo patted him on the leg, while holding a beer in his hand, saying it was good to see him. Hearing someone asking if he wanted a beer, Manny looked up to see one of the guy's girlfriends introducing herself asking what type of beer he prefered. Manny looked at Angelo's saying the same as him. Thanking the good woman, Manny placed the bottle to his lips, through the corner of his eyes, he looked at Angelo sitting there, with a few more holes than he would be comfortable with. Catching Angelo's eye, Manny winks as he checked Angelo's clothes. Angelo is smiling as he leaned back in the chair, with his legs spread and his hand rested between his thighs.
Placing his hand in his pocket, Angelo tried to conceal his excitement for Manny, as he tried to keep his cock from going down the leg possibly give the whole room a view of his rod. Feeling the pre cum soaking through the pocket, Angelo knew it was a `Houston, we have a problem' type of situation. Quickly excusing himself, Angelo made a bee-line toward the bathroom to clean up. Placing toilet paper under the pocket flap and his leg, he hoped it would conceal any embarrassing wet spots. Relaxing, he headed back to his chair, leaning back.
Knowing Angelo was holding his cock through his pocket, Manny's torture continued as he sat down next to him. Wanting to be the one feeling Angelo's cock, he thought of the scene from last night, when Angelo undressed, Manny briefly seeing his cock. Feeling overdressed, Manny realized he should have taken his tie off in the car, reaching up, he unloosened the choker from around his neck, pulling it over his head. Hearing one of the ladies laughing, she asked Manny if he knew how to tie a tie. Shaking his head no, Angelo smirked, saying, "I'll show you", grabbing the tie, undoing the knot placing the tie around his neck. Angelo thought he should play it cool, he didn't want to look too gay in front of some of co-workers and his cousin's friends.
Laughing, the girls told Angelo how becoming he looked in a hoodie with a tie. Looking at him, I'm starting a new fashion trend, I'll be rich. Angelo quickly placed his hand back in his pocket, praying the junior will behave. Relieved, he felt a little excited but not enough to give him a full pocket rocket.
As the game continued, the guys would turn to Manny ask him the statistic for jersey on the screen. Manny tried to concentrate, rattling them off. Giving a little chiding that he took too long to answer, Angelo's having a bad influence on you. Sitting there, Manny thought, if they only knew.
When the game was over, Manny announced he was going home, when he got up to leave, Angelo handed him the tie. One of the girls told Angelo be nice and tie it for him. Standing up, he placed the tie around Manny's neck, with a few flips of his hand, he had the knot tied perfectly, pulling it up to Manny's unbuttoned collar, giving him a wink and a smile.
As he was ready to leave, Manny thanked everyone for the invitation, waving goodbye. Adjusting himself as he walked to the car, Manny was glad he got to see Angelo again. Even though it wasn't what he desired, he was still happy that he got to spend time with Angelo.
Waiting for his cock to die down, Angelo eventually announced he was leaving, saying he would see some of the guys tomorrow. Learning his lesson, he knew he had to wear underwear, even though he was enjoying his freedom. Manny just makes it too hard to concentrate.
As soon as Angelo returned to his apartment, he chucked the clothes. Reaching down, his cock still leaking, wiping some of the sweet nectar from the foreskin, he licked the juices from the tip of his finger, savoring the sweet flavor. With his flavor in his mouth, Angelo's cock started to stir, feeling like a little j/o session with his chat buddy, he went online to see if he was there.
Seeing he was online, Angelo quickly texted the man behind the headless torso, asking how he was hanging'.
The headless torso quickly replied, "That he needed relief, as he was teased by his date all weekend."
Angelo, "Oh, a date, and not with me?" getting Angelo's curiosity.
Headless torso, "I didn't know you wanted one, just thought we chatted till you got off."
Angelo, "That's not fair, makes me sound like I'm stalking you. LOL"
Headless torso, "I have a stalk I'd like you to meet."
Angelo smiled, "I have one for you right here too, I would love to feel your lips around mine as you introduce yourself." Reaching down holding onto his lengthening shaft.
Headless torso, "I'm sure your lips would be wrapped around mine."
Angelo, "You wouldn't know what's happening to you." stroking his swollen cock as he thinks of someone sucking on his cock.
Headless torso, "You would most likely gag on mine."
Angelo, "What makes you think that." As he imagines a large cock, stroking harder.
Headless torso, "Not sure you have been with a man."
Angelo, "You're in for a big surprise, you'll be calling my name." feeling like he was just found out.
Headless torso, "What's the largest you have ever taken?"
Angelo, "I had ten inches down my throat." Knowing he will never meet the man, nor experience anything that large.
Headless torso, "Guess I'll top that when I lodge my eleven inches down your throat."
Angelo, "Bring it on baby, feed me your load."
Headless torso, "Where do you want that load, down your throat or up your ass?"
Angelo, "Down my throat, I want to taste the first load, the second would be up my ass."
Headless torso, "Just my type of man."
Angelo, "All Man here."
Quickly logging off, headless torso came in hand. Feeling the guilt, Manny shut down his computer, knowing he will never meet this man.
Sitting there with his throbbing cock in his hand, he once again thinks what happened to his cyber friend, as he wanted to get off before him. Angelo thought of Manny in his dress clothes, thinking how handsome he was. While stroking himself, he fantasized cumming on Manny's face. The thought made his own balls pull up, feeling the energy course through his body, Angelo shot a load over his naked body. Rubbing it in, Angelo walked over to his bed, grabbing his phone, he texted Manny, "You up?"
Manny quickly replied, "Hey, Angelo, heading to bed soon, what's up?"
Angelo took a deep breath, "Would you like to do something next Saturday? And on Sunday, watch the game at my house?"
Manny confirmed, "I'm free, would enjoy doing something with you. Let's talk about it at work this week."
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