I CAME EARLY
By
Thomas Denny
I came home early one day. No reason to I just did. Jim wasn't there when I opened the door so I decided to go ahead and take a shower. He was probably at the gym, again anyway. I shouldn't complain he was in such great shape. Moreover, the way he looked in his tights and leotard always gave me a hard on. Of course when he was at the gym he always wore sweats over the tights and leotard. I couldn't start thinking about that now I'd never calm down I actually hung up all my clothes and jumped in the shower.
It didn't take long to get clean so I was in and out of the shower in less than ten minutes. I thought I had heard the front door close when I was in the shower but I couldn't be sure. So after I dried off I listened before I came out of the bathroom. I could here Jim's voice or at least his grunting. I started to throw the door open and see if he was okay. Then he stopped. Then he started up again. I couldn't imagine what was going on.
I opened the bathroom door, barely, and peeked through. He was bending over and over doing toe touches. That was why he was grunting. Evidentially he didn't know I was home. I guess I had turned the water off before he had come in the bedroom. What Jim was doing wasn't so abnormal. How he was doing it was different. He didn't have any top on. I could see his black leotard on the bed. He was standing there half-naked, with just a pair of black tights on exercising in front of a mirror. He was one of the most modest people I had ever known. Jim would get embarrassed if I saw him in his tights most of the time. In fact he would always wear a T-shirt over them when I was around.
Nevertheless, there he was doing toe touches without a shirt. I have to admit she did have a beautiful body. He bent over again and I looked at his butt and noticed he didn't have any underwear on underneath the black tights. Every time Jim bent over the tights stretched tighter and I could see his little butt hole through them. I could feel my erection started to grow. Nevertheless, I didn't know what to do. If he thought I'd been in there spying on him he'd be mad and if he knew I saw him at all like he was now, he'd be so embarrassed he'd never have sex again. Maybe he'd go get a drink of water and I could at least sneak out of the bathroom and put some clothes on.
No such luck. Jim sat down on the bed for a minute and started pulling his tights off. He was just peeling them off because they were so wet with sweat. He finally got them off and hung them over the bathroom doorknob just inches away from my head. I could smell the scent of the soap he used from the tights. I wish I could have grabbed them and put them over my head until they were dry. I have to admit I have some different fetishes.
He moved back in front of the mirror and started doing more exercises. The same ones thank goodness. Except now I could see his butthole clearly and also see his penis reflected in the mirror. His body was glistening with sweat. I wasn't going to be able to control myself much longer. I had my hand around my penis without even knowing it until it was almost too late. He sat back down on the bed but I could still see his reflection in the mirror.
I thought he was resting again but this time he put his hand down between his legs and grabbed his penis and let out a big sigh. What the heck was he doing. Maybe I had walked into the wrong apartment. I had never seen Jim touch himself. Much less start to masturbate. That was all I could take. I put my hand on the doorknob to go out into the bedroom and he stood back up to do more toe touches. This time I could see beads of precum on the tip of his penis. That was it.
I opened the bathroom door, slowly so I wouldn't scare him to death. I guess he didn't hear me because he bent over as if he was stretching and stayed in that position for a few seconds. A few seconds too long. I couldn't help myself. I was already rock hard so I walked up behind him and caught him around the waist and guided my penis inside him from the back. He was already so wet with sweat I slid right inside him. He gasped and then started rocking back against my thrusts. He stayed bent over so I couldn't see his face. But my hands found hi penis and I started slowly moving up and down his shaft as I moved in and out of him.
His breathing was getting fast and heavy now almost as fast as mine was. I could feel the sperm moving toward the head of my penis and all at once out it came. He must have felt it because he pushed his butt back into me so hard I thought I was going to fall backwards. I could tell he was close to having an orgasm too. He was almost screaming with pleasure. But he still wasn't ready. Finally we both started to calm down. I was still hard and wasn't about to slide out of him, yet.
I sat down on the end of the bed and pulled him back with me so he was sitting on my penis. I hadn't stayed up this long in awhile. When all his weight was on my lap he jumped. "You need to do this more often," he said as he started squirming on my penis. "I knew you were in there all along, I heard the shower going you dope. I've been waiting for you to take me like this for so long, I couldn't wait any longer," he said as his breaths were getting shorter and shorter just as mine were.
I didn't know what to say exactly at that moment so I didn't say anything. She was moving just right and I was ready to orgasm again. I hoped he was, too. I came again. Geez, that was good. Jim still had not had an orgasm. Finally we both settled down and I finally slipped out of him. We both lay back on the bed and I climbed on top of him. He was still erect and I took him in my mouth giving him the best blowjob I could. It didn't take him long to shoot his load down my throat and I swallowed everything he gave me. I did reach over and grab his still wet tights off the doorknob and pull them over my head and take a deep long breath. I could see his face even though the tights were pulled over my eyes. He seemed shocked or surprised. I told him that we had come this far let's tell each other about our other likes or dislikes. After that session earlier I really didn't think he'd mind too much about anything I wanted to do.