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Good Friends Always
James Wordmen is the name. I had a friend growing up who was 11 years older than me. I guess you could say I loved him like a brother. I would tell him everything. He crossed the line and would tell me stuff he wasn't supposed to after the first I talked about my first load.
"Joe, guess what?"
"What Jimmy?"
"I shot my first load of cum last night in bed."
"Wow, congrats. Should I call you James, Mr. Wordmen."
"Yeah, I like that. Do you shoot cum too? I mean I just assumed."
"I've been shooting cum since I was 11 too."
I thought that was cool I was now more like Joe. I grabbed him and kissed on the lips.
"Wow, what was that for?"
"Joe you're my best friend, beside Billy next door. "
Joe had delayed going off to trade school. He left a few months after that day. But we talked a lot about everything. And I do mean everything. He told me about his sexual exploits, guys and girls. I talk about How Billy and I messed around. It was a great time.
Jump ahead to when I was the age of 30. I had a wife and kids. I traveled a lot for my work. I was at a hotel between sessions that was having a conference there.
I was sitting at the bar when I looked over and I saw an older Joe. I knew he had to be 41. He was 11 years older than me. I walked over and sat next to him.
"Aren't you Joe Miller. You used to live next to me. I told you about my first time I shot cum."
He looked shocked and said, "excuse me?"
"I'm James Wordman. I used to get called Jimmy by my mom. still to this day. "
"OH Shit James my goodness. You're a big man now." I hugged him and he returned the hug. I even tried to kiss him. He stopped me and said not here.
He said follow me. I was like a puppy to its mommy tits. Yeah, that sounds sexual. We went into the elevator and up to his room.
"I have a sweet oversized place while I am in town. Now about that kiss."
I grabbed him and soon we were lip locked like two sucker fish. I felt things I hadn't felt since he moved away from his parents house. I started to undress him and he me. It wasn't long before my tongue was buried in his taint. He was in mine. It was a slow lick of pure pleasure. I huff a bit and go back to his pucker. Then he's huff and goes back to my hole. I'd never felt so good.
I was married, but you think my wife would go down on me. She wouldn't even suck my meat. Here was my longtime friend and he was cleaning my basement with style. Gawd, I want him in me deep . So deep within by hole as I wanted a part of him to always be with me. He was more than happy to do it, as long as I did the same to him.
He pulled some lube from one of his bags. I estimate he had 6/2 inches nicely cut. He worked me over a bit more with his tongue opening my hole. I was squirming then the feeling stopped. I was on my back. I looked up as he lubed his meat and he popped the head of his penis in and I gasped. "I have wanted this since I was 16 with you," I said.
I had 6 inches of nicely cut grade aged beef. It was leaking a lot as he slowly worked his meat into me. I had a bit of slight pain as my anal ring gave way. "Let me get used to you in me," I said. He held still. I could feel his meat pulsing in me. I told him OK. He moved very slowly and then when my body gave into his pole. He moved faster and was soon yelling, "Here it come. oh shit." He went stiff as his meat pulled in me. He pulled out when his meat deflated.
"Now it's your turn to violate my body. but go slow. I never had anything in there before."
"That was the first time I had a dick in me. I liked it. You came to fast."
I grabbed the lube and got into position. I worked a few fingers into him with lube. Then my meat went to his hole. I held at the entrance. '
"Come on, we don't have all night."
"Sorry, I'm just trying to process all this. I waited so long for this moment. Well here goes."
I popped my meat into the man. He gasped then grunted I was soon balls deep in it him. I held there for a moment. He indicated he was ready. I moved slowly then faster then faster. I was on fire as I yelled. "I'm coming oh man I'm coming. I exploded deep into him.
I rolled over next to him. He got on top of me. "We'll have to do this back home. I still live-in town."
I was floored; He lived in town and I hadn't seen him. We got all the contact information and made plans to make it a regular thing to hook up back home.
It was a week later. One of the longest weeks in my life I felt. We had already done things my wife would think of doing. I had asked a few times but my meat only went in snatch. Never in her mouth. I loved her but I craved so much more contact and more often. I am sorry to say it broke down to about once a month of sexual contact with her.
Joe I had a lot of lunches and I wanted him badly. He told me about not in so many words he did too.
He came up with a business idea to justify constant communications. I like the idea. It was a real idea and it came to berth in one week. We set up an out store for hard to find items. No not a sex shop; that might seem to close to what we had in mind for the bedroom. The building came with a 6 bedroom apartment upstairs.
It had been two weeks since we met up out of town that night at the bar.
We told our wifes that we were staying in town so we could get some work on the building. Of course they believed us. There was no reason not to. It was the truth. Of course we planned to work on each other's body as well!
We already had a staff of 7 to run the shop and people seemed to enjoy buying stuff from the shop. The projections would have us in the black in about three years. It had now sparked a downtown resurgence.
That was our first night in the apartment.
It was now 6pm. The shop was closed at 5. We didn't hear any sounds. So we knew we were finally alone.
We started by kissing a lot. Slowly the close came off. We were in one of the bedrooms and I pulled off his shirt and pushed him onto the bed. I attacked his neck and kissed him a small amount. Joe was almost coying. I the went to his left nipple and licked it. My hand went to the other one. I worked them over as he thrash around. Then I went to his left pit and found him very happy with my tongue. I went to town and had him once again thrashing about. "Oh Gawd you're gonna kill me. It's so good," said Joe. I got myself over him and leaned into his other pit and heard his whimper sounds of pleasure and overload. Then I found his mouth. He couldn't get enough of my lips. I couldn't get enough of his. Then I took his pants and boxer off.
I prefer briefs, whereas Joe likes boxers. I didn't care at that moment he was all mine. I saw his meat was pulsing with his heart. I teased him by just barely licking the tip. He was soon begging for more. I went to his feet and licked the bottom. I didn't know what he thought of feet action. He was going nuts. I soon was licking my way up the inside of his legs. First I did one and then went down to his feet with my tongue. I had water on the nightstand. I drank a bit and swallowed. I went to his butt next. I got between his legs and rolled them back toward his head.
My face was now in his taint. I started off slow, he gasped. Then I went faster striving to dig my tongue as deep as I could get it. I work down deep. Then I work my tongue on the outside of his hole and worked it around till I was as deep as I could. "Oh Gawd I love this. MORE, he screamed. I was happy to do more. Each gasp or sigh drove me on to continue. I was hearing an almost anguish sound from him as he begged me to come. I wanted to accommodate him so I greased up his pole and my hole and got on top and plunged down his pole. one fast drop. I felt his pole gush into me. As he shook and gasped. I just leaned down and held him.
He finally spoke after about 5 minutes. His pole slipped out my hole. "Holy Shit. I've never had it like that. Holy Fucking Cow."
He kissed me passionately. "It's never gonna be that good again."
"Then I'll work on my technique to make it better. After all, you're worth it."
I found out he bi-sexual feeling were kept under wraps. His wife didn't really turn him on anymore. He still loved her. But she wasn't his lover. I was.
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