Jeff

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A pair of deeply tanned well muscled calves is what I first saw. Laying on my back under my honda as I changed the oil I saw him walk up. His mellow very masculine voice said hello to me. I answered back and asked if I could help him. He told me he had just moved in to the house across the street and wondered if he could borrow a couple tools from me. I crawled out from under the car and looked up him. My eyes scanned quickly up his body. Well developed legs rising up to a bulky torso and nice arms. All of it topped off with a face and smile that could melt my heart with one kind word.

I love men. Really love men. At least once a day I fall head over heels in love with some gorgeous man I see. And it had just happened again.

I said hello to him as I sat up and told him my name was Tony. He smiled back and said his was Jeff. There was an uneasy pause for a moment. It felt like Jeff had sensed the unspoken thoughts going through my head. He asked again about the tools and if it would be ok, and I knew once more it was probably my penchant for falling in lust with straight guys. There was something about men who were very relaxed about their bodies, not always posturing or t rying to make it look it's best. I guess it was that casually obscene way that they are attractive.

Shaking off what I was thinking I asked him what he needed them for and suggested I might be of help. I was proud of the fact that I had never been at the mercy of a repairman. Jeff told me he needed to hook up the dryer he had just bought used.

Well an hour later we were standing around his dryer congratulating ourselves on a job well done over a beer. We talked some but Jeff seemed guarded. He held more back than what he did say. Well I thanked him for the beer and gave him an open invitation so stop by my place. Seeing as how he was new in town just in from Cincinnati and didn't know anyone.

I went back home and packed up my tools. I was still a little unsure of how to proceed. This was the neighborhood where I lived, and I didn't want to mess up the relationship I had with my new neighbors, and also there's always that chance that I could have this guy too. But, these things are sometimes delicate matters.

The next day I saw Jeff out in his yard doing some cleaning up. He was wearing just a pair of running shorts and I saw that his body was much better than I had first seen. He looked beautiful out there in the sun, his golden tanned body gleaming with health and vitality. He reminded me of those ad's for Soloflex that I and every other homosexual in the country got free for calling that number on cable television. I wanted to walk over there and take him in my arms and make love to him there in the sunshine and the warm afternoon air. It would be an act of raw physical poetry.

Jeff looked up and saw me standing there and waved. I waved back to him and smiled. God, if Jeff only knew what I was thinking. He'd either run in the house and put on more clothes or walk over to my place.

I met his wife Janet the next day. She was also wholesome and looked the perfect little wife in her jeans and Mickey Mouse sweatshirt. Jeff was at work, and I was out walking my german sheperd. Janet asked if I was married and I said that I had been o nce. (I left out that his name was Steve, and he looked better in jeans than she ever would.)

A few days later Jeff came by one afternoon while I was watching PBS's sunday lineup of cooking shows and murder mysteries. He t apped at the screen door and startled me as I lay there in cotton workout shorts and a t-shirt. I yelled at him to come on in, and then had to get up anyway cause I'd left the screen locked. I offered him a beer and went to fetch it and a new one for myself.

When I came back he was sitting on my futon couch and I took the chair facing it, curling my leg under myself so my balls wouldn't hang out of my shorts. (No use scaring him off this early in the game.) He took a long swallow of the beer and I watched lovingly as his adams apple bobbed up and down under the lightly bronzed skin of his neck as his head tilted back. He uttered a sigh as he rested the beer on his leg.

He wore a faded yellow t-shirt and some old very comfortable looking blue jeans. The jeans had that worn area around the crotch from long use that always looks like someone's been fondling that patch of material for years. Of course if they were 501's he may very well have been fondling that patch of fabric just as I'd like to have been.

Well Jeff was curious about the PBS on the TV, and asked how come I wasn't watching a game or something. I told him I wasn't much into sports. He was a bit surprised by that and pointed out that my body sure looked like I was.

Well, I told him that if you are going to live in LA working out comes with the territory. We both kind of laughed at that, and there were a few moments when he seemed uncomfortable and I then offered him the grand tour of my place to ease things for both of us. In the back of my mind I wondered what he'd say if he saw the pictures on my fridge, and the Colt calendar on my office wall.

I showed him through the kitchen and quickly through the bedroom and office, He seemed to not take note of the pictures and only remarked that it looked pretty good for a bachelor's house. I told him that not all of us feel it necessary to leave underwear, socks and dirty dishes strewn about, and also that I had cleaned the whole house earlier this morning. He and I both laughed at that. Then I showed him the backyard and the deck I'd built with the large jacuzzi in the middle of it.

He really liked the jacuzzi, he said he'd never seen one so big. I mentioned that I like things big, and he either didn't hear or pretended not to. I told Jeff that I really like coming out here late at night before going to sleep.

I got him another beer as we passed back inside through the kitchen and mentioned that he'd be more than welcome to come over and use it some night. (I made no mention that I'd prefer it be only him and not Janet, although the thought of a three way with her wasn't that bad as long as I got Jeff that way.)

He mentioned that Janet had told him that I had been married before. He asked if It was rough.

No, I told him, we still speak and are on friendly terms. (I was treading on thin ice now. Soon I'd either have to lie, or spill the beans about Steve.)

Then Jeff shocked me. He said that he didn't think that Janet h ad figured out that I was queer. (I hate that term, and especially when someone thinks it's the right thing to call me.) Well I didn't know what to say immediately. I think I turned about eight shades of red. I think he was even more embarrassed than I was waiting for me to answer.

I told him I'd rather he say I was gay. And that I agreed with him about Janet. Also I told him that I thought I was glad that it was out in the open at least with him. Cause I did not want to go around pretending.

Jeff smiled obviously glad I hadn't gotten upset at his statement.

I thought it was going to difficult figuring out what to say to him, and here he had done it for me. I wondered if he was curious, or just bold, or a little of both. (I was hoping so.)

I didn't get a chance to really explore it with him cause he had to run. Apparently the reason he'd come over was to invite me to a little housewarming/barbecue that he and Janet were throwing.

Unfortunately I had to decline cause I had a date to meet friends at beer bust. But I was really curious now, cause Jeff was really friendly and at ease with this whole thing and that's highly unusual for a straight man. Especially one from some small out of the way town like him.

A few days later I saw Jeff as I drove up from dinner out. It was about 10 and I Told Jeff that he and Janet should come over and use the Jacuzzi with me. He waved and said that he'd check with Janet. I said to just come on around the side if they did, that I'd be out in back.

Needless to say I was as anxious as a kid at Christmas wondering if they'd accept my offer and I'd get that big gorgeous juicy man i n my hot tub. Well about 20 minutes later I heard the side gate and I try not to immediately turn and look as I sat there in the jacuzzi already. I heard a hello from Jeff and turned. He was alone, and wearing a white t-shirt and some blue swim shorts.

I asked where Janet was and he said that she had not felt up to it. He set his towel on the table and I pointed to a beer there and told him it was for him. He thanked me and popped it open, and then removed his shirt. I saw those glorious pec's again with those beautiful generous nipples stretched taut across them. I felt my cock twitch in my baggy shorts I wore. I'd almost worn a speedo but figured I didn't want my obvious erection to show when he got here.

He lowered himself into the jacuzzi sitting opposite me, and wincing as he got used to the water. At last he was sitting there across from me, his arms outstretched and laying on the decking, his head thrown back in decadent enjoyment of the pleasure his body was feeling. I wondered if that was how he'd look if I were sucking on the dick of his. Would he moan or cry out Janet's name as I brought him off? It was almost torture to see him there, all but mine.

We began talking about the weather and neutral topics. Finally I decided to be bold and I asked him wasn't he nervous being here alone with me. Well, he said that there was a little bit of that, but he could take care of himself if I tried anything funny with him. Still sticking to the bold theme.. I asked him if anything like that had ever happened to him before, because he was obviously a very attractive man. He blushed a little at that, and then he admitted that yeah something like that had happened to him in college, in fact it turned out he had graduated from UCLA. (maybe that explained some of his more liberal attitudes about gays.)

Jeff explained that he had a college roommate that had turned out to be gay and only told him the last week they roomed together. In fact this guy had told Jeff that he was in love with him. It had really bothered him too. Not the gay part, but the part about not wanting to get involved or to have this guy be hurt by Jeff cause he couldn't love him back. Jeff explained that he liked women, and t hat he and Janet were planning on having a big family, and that there was no way he was going to be falling in love with no man.

The whole story was very sweet, the way Jeff was so concerned for his roommates feelings, even though he had just told Jeff something that most straight men would have murdered him for. I began to feel more bold with Jeff. I asked him if he ever thought about what it would be like to do it with another man.

Jeff took another swig of his beer and then looked a little embarrassed and unsure of how to answer. Finally he told me that it had bothered him too much at the time but afterwards he had thought about it. He said that when he was a kid he'd played doctor and all that with other kids, just like everyone else.

And that once or twice it had crossed his mind. But, he said that his r oommate had been way too emotionally vulnerable to even consider it.

I didn't want this lose this opening, and asked if he was still curious about it, and I got out to get us some more beers. If mentally was thinking about how I'd have to reshuffle my schedule in the morning cause I didn't want this to end so soon.

He drank some of his beer and said that yeah he was still c urious. He also said how weird it was that he felt safe talking about this with me. Like he knew that he didn't need to worry about hurting me or something. I nodded and didn't say anything, hoping he'd continue.

He asked me if he could tell me a secret. I told him he could. He said that he had told Janet that he was going to come over and watch the game with me, and that he hadn't told her about the invitation to use the jacuzzi. He and I just looked at each other then, and I felt my dick twitch like some electric current had passed between us.

I asked Jeff if I could touch him. He looked like an animal frozen in a set of headlights on a highway for a moment. He asked what I was going to do. I told him not to worry, that I wasn't going to do anything to him. And I slowly moved across the jacuzzi t owards him. I could almost hear his heart racing. And I knew how vulnerable he was, like a child that needed to be handled carefully so this would not be traumatic for him.

The excitement for me was like being on some sort of narcotic. I came closer to him and then my fingertips brushed his stomach as I brought my hand up and placed it outstretched on his chest the nipple brushing my palm. He started to bring his hands towards mine but didn't remove my arm or even touch me.

I told him to relax, that I wasn't going to do anything, I just wanted to touch his body. I asked him if he liked it. And I laid my other hand on the other half of his chest. Jeff closed his eyes and leaned his head back for a moment. Then as I pulled my one hand away he instantly opened his eyes and was watching me carefully.

I told him soothingly to relax that I knew how to take care of him and I wasn't going to do anything he didn't want me to.

I ran my hands all over his chest and his stomach and then his thighs. He was in heaven and I took it very slowly, very gently. Then finally he placed my hand on his crotch and I felt the rock hard thing there in his shorts. This was his fantasy come true, as well as mine. I wanted to put his hand on my cock, but I didn't w ant to scare him off. I caressed him like his dick was some newborn puppy, blind and helpless wriggling in the dark. He nearly jumped each time I moved my hand. I ran my fingers over it and then brushed them against his balls.

I had been caressing and feeling him for about ten minutes when he said we should Jerk off, that he needed to really badly. I said ok and moved back across to the other side of the Jacuzzi my eyes locked on his the whole time.

As I reached the other side I lowered my shorts and stepped out of them still waist deep in the swirling waters. Then I stepped up and sat on the decking with only my knees still in the water and my cock sitting up in my lap. Jeff very slowly removed his shorts underwater and then slowly sat up on his side of the jacuzzi.

He gave one quick nervous glance around my yard as if to see if anyone was watching. It's ok I told him no one is around.

His dick was as beautiful as I had imagined. And seeing it f ramed by his gorgeous body was almost too much for me. We both began to jerk off and Jeff was yanking on it really hard, and I could tell that he was not going to last long. And to tell you the truth this scene was so hot that I could sense that with a few expert strokes I could bring myself off as well.

And so within a few minutes he tensed and blasted a jet of cum into the air which splashed in the jacuzzi almost reaching across to me. And then quickly I came with thick ropes of come landing in the water before me.

Jeff seemed almost more fascinated watching me cum than anything else that had happened. We both sat there breathing hard, and contemplating what we had just shared would mean to our relationship as neighbors. I could see the wheels turning in his head.

I told him not to worry. That this would be our secret always.

Jeff shocked me again, when he asked if we could do it again.

part3

Well, I woke up the next morning not even sure if what we'd done had really happened. But it had happened. I jerked off again just t hinking about how hot it had been. I'd never had something like that happen before. All through the time in the hot tub I'd been wondering if what was going on was really happening. Or was I just hearing what I wanted to hear.

But it had been no fantasy when Jeff and I had touched. It had been real when I had touched his beautiful chest and laid my hand on his cock.

My own hand came up to play with my chest as I lay reviewing what had happened the night before. His cock was nice, and I wanted to do more. I really wanted to take it inside me. To fill my mouth with it, and to let him fill my ass with it as well. I could just imagine how he would look, and what he would say when he felt himself in a man for the first time.

I came violently again just thinking about it as I stroked my dick.

For days I thought of nothing else. I tried in vane to brush away these thoughts as I worked. They always crept back in though.

The one thing I kept worrying about was pushing or pressuring Jeff into something. Though I smiled when I thought how easily it would have been to have him go farther by threatening to tell poor little Karen. But, Jeff would never know that I could'nt do such a thing. I may be a bitch, but, I'm not that unfeeling. The truth is I liked Karen. We had a lot in common... Jeff.

So I resisted the urge to immediately have a repeat of the other night. I saw Jeff on the street, doing his lawn or leaving or coming home. I waved to him, and he waved back though there now seemed some tension or awkwardness in the way he did. That worried me at first. But he seemed no less friendly to me. And nothing r eally changed in our friendship, or our relationship as neighbors. But, it must be pressing on his mind.

I wondered if he jerked off thinking of it, or me. Did he ever think of me when he was fucking Karen? They seemed one of those couples who were very much in love. They were always touching or k issing each other.

Well a few months had passed and Jeff and I had not discussed what had happened. I had a few friends over for dinner one weekend and invited Jeff and Karen. They came and seemed to enjoy t hemselves. Karen seemed to warm to my friends easily and got over the shock of finding out they, and I were all gay. Jeff seemed very uncomfortable there with us. He was pleasant and chatted with several different people, but he never seemed to be at ease with the group. I worried about that, especially since the amount of time that had passed since our little episode in the hot tub.

As it turned out my fears were a little premature. It was the next day that Jeff showed up at my door bright and early sunday morning.

Sundays I sleep late. So when the doorbell had rung it took several seconds before I realized it was really going off and I wasn't dreaming it. Jumping up I grabbed a pair of workout shorts off the dresser and pulled them on absently noting that I had a morning woody, and ran for the door.

Crossing the living room I could see through the glass in the front door that Jeff stood there. I paused long enough to consider how I looked, with my cock making a tent in the shorts I'd pulled on. Finally I said fuck it, and walked to the door. I opened it slightly so that it covered my crotch and sort of peeked around it. Still rubbing the sleep from my eyes I said hello to Jeff.

He stood there in jeans and a t-shirt, and I instantly wanted him m

ore than ever. It was obscene that they allow straight men to walk around looking as good as he did right then. His hair was a little bit messed up and he had a kind of anxious look on his face.

He asked if he could come in, and said he needed to talk to me. I realized that seeing him had done little to help my erection subside. I said sure come on in. I stepped back and opened the door wide. He walked in and I motioned for the living room and then made an excuse of having to pee and quickly moved off the bedroom. The truth was I realized I did have to pee, though it wouldn't be easy with the raging hard-on that Jeff had helped to prolong.

Well finally I relieved my bladder and while I did I had time to be concerned about what Jeff needed to talk about and why he looked the way he did.

I pulled on a t-shirt and headed back out to the living room. Jeff sat on the couch with one leg curled back underneath himself and the other straight out in front of him. He had a pillow clutched to himself almost protectively.

I asked him what was up. And to his credit again Jeff spoke right up with what was going on. He said he had come to say he was sorry about the party the night before. He said that he didn't want me to be upset or hurt by how he had been.

I had to ask him what he meant, cause it didn't seem as though he was rude or had done anything to upset me. In fact I had worried that being exposed to my gay friends, one of them pretty nellie, would have turned him off or something. But here he was emotionally suffering over something that had happened.

Jeff said that during the party he had been going back and forth between being angry and frustrated. Angry at himself for what he was feeling, and wanted to do with me, and frustrated at how he had to hide it all. He said that the last few months had been hell. That what we had done that night had been incredible for him and he could not get it out of his mind. Jeff said he was afraid also that it meant that he was gay and that he'd have to leave Karen whom he loved more than anything.

Jeff also said that he'd been impressed by the openness he'd seen my friends express. They seemed to just be having a ball and not worrying about what anyone thought of their lives. He looked up at me for the first time at this point.

I noticed for the first time that his eyes were red and he almost looked on the verge of tears. He never did cry though. He was opening up to me, but at some point his Macho Straight Male training kicked in. Hell, that still happens to me.

It was wierd sitting there. Jeff had been a friend, and a sex object for me since he moved in. But now, talking to him and h earing him like this.. Pouring out his soul to me I was moved.

I was even more attracted to him now, though instead of just lust for his body, I felt this compassion and love for him. It scared me. It had been easy to deal with the fantasy of "doing" my straight neighbor, but this was no longer so simple.

I told Jeff it was fine, that I wasn't upset with him. I felt l ike I should say something else.. something about him openning up with me. But, everything I thought to say just didn't fit or it sounded extremely stupid. Finally I just told him nothing had changed and that I'd actually been worried that I'd scared him away that night in the hot tub.

He laughed a little at that and then I guess I did too. It seems he had been scared by it, but not how I thought. Jeff had been frightened by how intense the feelings had been and how much it seemed that what we did had touched something inside him.

When we had both pretty much said what we needed to say he seemed to look a lot less upset and he'd even set the pillow down, though I don't think he had realized how much like a little boy he had looked with it. I felt better too, but didn't know what to say next. I wanted Jeff more than ever now and felt my cock stirring again as I thought about it.

I can't really explain how strange it was sometimes the way Jeff would startle me or shock me by saying something really bold or doing something that I'd wished he done or said without having asked him to. I felt often like he'd pulled the rug out from under me. I felt this way again when Jeff suddenly announced that Karen had gone to spend the day with friends and would not return til after dark.

How did he do this? Switch so quickly into territory that would scare the hell out of me in his place.

Jeff stood up and then just stared at me. I sat there stunned and unsure of what to do next. Then he put out his hand and I took it and stood next to him. I thought he might kiss me, I certainly longed to kiss him. Instead he led me back into my own bedroom and closed the door behind us.

Jeff backed towards the bed and sat down with my hand still in his. He pulled me to him and hugged me around my middle. Jeff's head pressed against my belly, and I felt my cock getting rock hard. He couldn't help but feel it pressing against his neck so close to his mouth.

It seemed all wrong, I should be the one who felt in control and leading him along. But, instead I felt off balance and out of control while he seemed to be leading.

Jeffs arms uncrossed behind me and his hands roamed up and down my back while his face never left it's home against my stomach. His touch was firm, and solid. This was the touch of a man, not a woman. Nothing else felt this way to me. The few women I'd had could not give this strength, this experience of power expressed l ovingly. I stared down at his golden brown hair tossed this way and that on his head and felt his hands roaming and feeling my muscles. Jeff had not really felt a man's body before other than his own. I had some dim memories of the first man I had touched, the first time My hands had felt the power and the firmness of muscles designed to shape a world, rather than to nurture small children. I felt as though my body had been made for this purpose, for this one event.

Jeff's hands found my ass and I tensed those muscles for him grinding my cock against his chest and up under his chin. Jeff turned his face and buried his nose in my belly button through the soft cotton of my t-shirt. I felt him kiss the firmness of my abdomen, his lips lingering there and pulling the cotton into his mouth. His togue flicked at the skin beneath it as he pulled the shirt up with his mouth.

But this was nothing to the work his hands were doing on my ass, He had both cheeks cupped and he was squeezing them as though they were melons. Then, I almost laughed aloud, but stifled it. That was what he was doing. He had found something familiar to his touch. The cheeks of my ass he was so lovingly working over were g etting what a woman's tits would have received though rougher and more intense.

I was really off in my own world as he provided me with so much s

timulation. The excitement of what would come next had me ready to cum at any moment, but I wanted this to last a long time, and to let Jeff take this in any direction he wanted to go.

His hands slid under the waistband of my shorts and slowly felt of the actual flesh of my ass directly. He began again on them as he had before. This continued for what seemed an eternity with his tongue touching at my abdomen and playing with the small amount of h air there. Slowly he inched down the shorts until they rode just above my cock in the front.

I almost didn't want him to go any further, I was nervous now, like I was getting in way too deep emotionally. But, I wouldn't have stopped for anything at this point.

Jeff finally looked up at me and then pulled my shorts down over my outstretched cock and let them fall to the floor. I stared into his eyes and felt I would drown in them.

I stood there with just a t-shirt on and Jeff's hands resting lightly on my waist, my cock staring out at him as he sat there fully clothed staring up at me.

Jeff moved his hands up under the front of my shirt and began to feel my chest and found my nipples. I smiled and rolled my head back as he help my nipples in between his thumbs, and index fingers. He seemed to really be shocked that I liked that, and continued to play with and squeeze them.

I reached down and pulled the shirt up and off my body. He pulled me close to him and licked at my belly button and my stomach. My cock bobbed and hit his neck as he did, leaving pre- cum smeared where it touched. He made no move to wipe it off. Then he backed off and looked at my cock almost as if seeing it for the first time. He seemed curious, and hesitant.

He brought his hand down and ran it gently along the shaft, making it twitch as he did. He was really just exploring and playing with it. He fondled it and then wrapped his hand completely around the shaft and slowly stroked it back and forth once. He watched intently as the skin moved over the head and then r etreated back to completely expose it again. His other hand found my balls, and I instinctively had to steady myself with my hand on his shoulder as I came up on the balls of my feet.

Then he did it. He licked the head of my dick. He tasted the pre-cum there and seemed to swirl it around in his mouth as though tasting wine. Jeff must have liked it because he then put his lips around the head of my dick and then carefully closed them. A b lowjob is always great, but Jeff had me so worked up now, that anything he did was threatening to send me over the edge into orgasm. His tongue began to lick at the head of my dick in his mouth and slowly be moved down onto it more. He took about half of it in his mouth til I felt him gag a little and retreat, then he licked the head again like an ice cream cone and kissed the shaft.

part5

I told Jeff that If he did that any longer I'd cum. He looked up and smiled at me. He let his hands roam around my body again as we stared at each other. I had thought this would be a simple fuck and suck session when I had fantasized about having Jeff, but this was far from it.

I reached down and grabbed Jeffs shirt pulling it up and over his head. There he was again, with a small amount of sunlight streaming in and making him seem like an angel or a picture of the ideal man. That body of his was gorgeous, he had me so worked up already. And in only moments I'd have him inside me.

I reached down and ran my hands over his chest and let my fingers rest on his nipples this time giving them gentle squeezes and tugs. T

hen slowly I pushed him back until he was laying flat with his arms thrown up and behind his head. I ran one fingertip down his chest running it through the small patch of golden hair. I reached his jeans and slowly pulled open the first button. Then I leaned over and grabbed it with my teeth and pulled open the fly the rest of the way. A mound of white cotton briefs greeted me in the opening revealed.

I pulled his jeans off his body as he lifted his hips to help me. He looked even better in the white briefs than he had naked in the hot tub months ago. I brought my tongue down and traced his fully e rect cock within the fabric of his briefs. I could feel him tense up and wince as my tongue found the head of his cock. It seemed he was as hot, and ready as i was, and the precum was soaking through the material, I tasted it's sweetness.

I had to have him now, and I rushed getting his briefs off. And watched as his cock sprang up when released. I grabbed it's base i n one hand and brought my nose down and inhaled deeply his aroma. he had that freshly scrubbed smell mixed with the aroma of a man who is aroused. I licked up along his cock from just above his balls slowly until my tongue teased the piss slit at the top which had another clear drop of precum beading. Then slowly I brought that beautiful flesh into my mouth slowly swirling my tongue round and round until I had nearly all of it in my mouth.

Then I relaxed and took the rest of it into my throat.

Jeff began to moan and pound his arms on the bed. It was incredibly hot to have him going crazy because of what my mouth was doing to his cock. I started to really work on it now. Taking him all the way in, and then pulling almost all the way out and sucking hard on the head itself.

I brought one and then the other knee up on the bed and had Jeff move up towards the pillows. This gave me much better vantage point to work his cock. Jeff was definitely a screamer, he could not keep from moaning or yelling or making some noise. It turned me on even more to hear him pant, moan, or scream as I worked on him.

I was determined to give him everything I had to give. This was his first blowjob from a man, and I was going to put all the women he'd had to shame. He stopped me several times as he approached orgasm and each time I stopped and licked at his balls or swirled my tongue around the base of it waiting for the urgency to subside. Finally he was such an emotional wreck that I moved slowly up his body I licked and toyed with his belly button and traced my tongue up his body til I reached his nipples. I pounced on one with my mouth and sucked, and pulled at it. Biting it gently I tortured t hose little things til he was practically screaming my name, and begging me to stop. Then I moved on up his body and my dick began to slap against his thigh, or his cock as I did.

I found the nape of his neck and I licked and sucked at it in all those places I knew that drive men wild. Jeff was beyond all ability to think at this point and I dove upwards towards his e arlobes and ears.

I felt in control again and comfortable with knowing how to please this man's body, and very excited to do it. I wanted to make this the best he'd ever had. I licked at his earlobes and bit them gently as he again pounded on the bed. His hand reached and found my own cock and he began to jerk me off. I pulled it away and replaced it on the pillow about his head. There would be plenty of time for that.

Jeff begged me to fuck him now. I told him I wouldn't fuck him, that could wait for another time. I did reach to the nightstand and pull out a bottle of lube and kneeling between his legs I set it aside.. I went down on his cock again, driving him easily to the point of orgasm again. Then I bathed his balls all over with m y tongue. Moving slowly downwards my tongue found his ass, I spread it gently touching it lightly with my tongue, teasingly. His whole body quivered and his ass puckered. Once more I ran my tongue across it. He shivered again. Then I really dove in and worked it up and down with my tongue and Jeff really screamed out loud this time, I don't think he even realized how loud it was.

I stopped long enough to shush him and then went back to his ass again. I probed, poked, and nibbled him until he could take no more. Then I got up and lifted his legs back towards his chest and had him hold them with his arms as though I was going to fuck him. Leaning on my side I put a few drops of lube on his crack and let them dribble down to his now moistened ass.

As the drops of lube reached their target I ran my finger around the pucker and teased at it working the lube inside a little. F

inally I worked my finger inside him to the second knuckle and fucked it in and out slowly as Jeff continued to call god's name. I couldn't believe how hot this was, and I was going to use the promise of the real thing to make sure there was a next time for me and Jeff.

Jeff was going wild thrashing and making all sorts of noise but never dropping his legs back down or getting in the way of what I was doing to his ass. I worked one and then another finger in until he was loosened up enough to really pump him. Then I brought my mouth down over his cock again and his eyes flew open again as it got even more intense than he thought it could. I worked his dick again without worrying about it lasting, all the while working my two fingers in and out of his ass making sure to hit all the right spots inside as I did.

Jeff was going crazy, and then he told me he wanted us to come together, so I turned around and repositioned us in a 69 position on our sides so Jeff could take me in his mouth as I sucked him off too. I made sure I could still reach to play with his ass as I did. His technique was not great in cocksucking but he made up for it in enthusiasm. And I loved having Jeff's dick in my mouth after all these months of fantasizing about it. I could feel Jeff tensing up and slowed to let me catch up to him.

I told I was getting close and to take it out of his mouth when I did to be safe. We worked each other over some more, we matched strokes and pace for a while, and then I felt myself about to shoot and warned Jeff. Like a good boy he pulled me out of his mouth and began stroking it perfectly. I started to shoot before he did, and then I held his cock in my mouth as each and every blast of his cum hit me. I swallowed it all eagerly feeling his prostate and ass pulse with each shot. Slowly he fired shot after shot into me until there was no more. I was too caught up in it to hear what he'd been saying.

I fell back exhausted my fingers still toying with his ass.

Jeff and I were both breathing hard and I slowly turned myself around to lay along side him and put my head on his chest. I asked Jeff if he'd liked it.

Jeff gave a resounding yes, and ran his hand through my hair. Then he said that it was the best sex he'd ever had.

I said good or some other inane thing that neither of us really paid much attention to. Then we both dozed for a while basking in the morning sunlight and the sweaty, exhaustion of the whole thing.

We made love again when we woke an hour later, this time I sat on J eff's dick and rode him til he filled the condom he wore full of his seed. If I thought that he had liked the first time he seemed to enjoy putting his dick up inside another man even more. We still never kissed throughout both times, but it seemed far more passionate than making love to anyone.

We lay there after the second time and Jeff told me he loved Karen very much and this wouldn't change that. I felt saddened when he said that to me. I had been so concerned with keeping him from getting hurt I had never considered that I might become attached to him. But, I could tell he was right too. I might have him again in my bed, but Karen would always have his heart.