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Mr. Lemire and Me, Part 3 From Part Two:
"As I drove back to the office I knew something had happened in that hug. A step had been taken. Well, next Monday I would give Mr. Lemire his second surprise."
Well, today will be our ninth Monday meeting. And it is time to give Mr. Lemire his second surprise. The first surprise, my setting up a surprise Chilean meal for him, complete with a variety of wines, had been a success. He now had real respect for me. And he had started to give me a hug of thanks afterwards, a hug that I gave him instead. He had relaxed into the hug after a moment of tension and we had held each other just a bit too long, too. Well, today I am going to push our relationship big time. If I ruin it, so be it. But I think he wants what I want. Time to find out if I'm right or I'm a fool.
I was sure to be in the locker room before Mr. Lemire arrived. I remained dressed in my suit and tie, waiting for him. Punctually as ever, he strode into the gorgeous locker room, as always, in his Armani. His tall 6'2 frame was framed brilliantly by the tailored suit that emphasized his lean, muscular, body. As always, when I saw him enter a room in his strong and confident manner my heart gave a quick jump, especially when he favored me with his brilliant smile that lit up the room.
"Good to see you, GŽrald", I said returning his smile. "Good to see you, too, Steven," he replied in his deep, masculine, voice.
And this time, not impulsively, I strode across the locker room and gave Mr. Lemire a strong hug of welcome. And once again, he tensed up for a moment before returning the hug just as strongly. We also held each other too long once again. My cock started to get hard again. This time I let it. I thought I could feel a response in kind from Mr. Lemire but we let each other go before I was certain. Good. First test passed in what I hoped would be a monumental day.
We then proceeded to our separate lockers. We both stripped to put on our Speedos to go swim together. However, for the first time, I was going to look at him strip and see what he looked like naked. I took my time stripping so that he would be naked first. I also stood away from the opened locker door so that he could see me strip, if he wanted to.
We both stripped in silence. At first he wasn't looking my way at all and took off his exquisite clothing carefully and methodically. I was fascinated as each new layer of his handsome body was revealed. Even his very expensive Italian loafers and silk socks fascinated me as he uncovered long and somewhat thin aristocratic feet and manicured toenails. If his cock matched his feetÉWow!
However, he must have felt my eyes on him as he eventually looked my way and noticed me looking at him. He smiled at me and continued to strip, still carefully and methodically, efficiently. I savored the sight as he took his pants off, revealing his long, muscular and hairy legs. I saw that he favored briefs instead of boxers as I saw his underwear for the first time. I definitely approved! His underwear appeared just as tailored as his suit. It was dark blue and fairly brief. I could see something very nice tucked into the front that bulged out. He smiled again, noticing my interest and turned away from me so I could ogle his masculine butt, too, framed oh so nicely by the briefs. I was taking off my pants to reveal my own sky blue briefs when he took off his shirt. However, when I stood up to take off my own shirt he was waiting for me to notice him, it appeared. He turned toward me so that I could admire his big hairy barrel chest with its big dark nipples, too. He waited for me to shed my own jacket, tie, and shirt. I did so slowly, in a bit of teasing way. Finally I showed off my hairless, smooth, and now sleek and muscular chest.
We were both just standing there, a bit unsure of what was happening and what would happen next. Ok, I said to myself. Today is my day. I'll make a move. And I slowly pulled down my briefs, facing him. The sexual tension in the room had made me go half hard. With no hesitation or embarrassment I showed off my naked body, including my semi to Mr. Lemire. When I was sure he had seen my front, I turned around so he could see my hairless, boyish, butt. I thought I heard a quick gasp, but was unsure. I then turned back to him and waited for his response to my move, too nervous for the semi to rise to full erection. He paused for a minute. Then just as deliberately as me, lowed his briefs to his ankles. But then he kicked them off, up into the air and caught them and stowed them in his locker. His unexpected move had caught me off guard and made me chuckle. He chuckled, too, which lowered the sexual tension a bit. However, when I finally looked at his cock, I was very pleased. Like me, half hard, but showing promise of being bigger than mine. And it was just as beautiful and aristocratic as I had hoped. However, that big mushroom head was unexpected and elicited a tiny gasp from me as I imagined what that would feel like. He smiled and then deliberately showed off his naked masculine butt to me for the first time. Super nice I thought. Matches the rest of his beauty.
Second test passed, I thought. Time for the third. Quite deliberately, once again, I pulled out the white Speedo and let him see what I chose. I put it on slowly, tucking my semi into the front so that it bulged rather obscenely in his direction. Unconsciously, he licked his lips. Then, also quite deliberately, he took out his own white Speedo and put it on, showing off an even bigger bulge than I had. Well, if the sexual tension had gone down, it was even higher now than before. Slowly, he turned his back to me so I could see his white-clad butt and led the way into the showers. We took showers next to each other. I soon realized he had turned on mainly cold water in his. I smiled and thought, "Good luck with that". I did the same, but my reason wasn't to lose my semi but rather to prolong what I was pretty sure was going to happen. I was now "edging" myself.
My semi softened under the cold water and I was only a bit plumped as I let Mr. Lemire do his twenty-five laps while I did my 20. No, I wasn't quite as fast as he was yet, but I had doubled the number of laps I did while he did his. And with his longer arms, legs, and torso, I doubted I'd ever match him lap for lap. As we exited the pool, I decided it was time for test four. I stopped him before we left the pool area and said, "You know GŽrald, I think I'm still not placing my legs and arms exactly right in my stroke. Could you demonstrate the stroke for me again and let me feel exactly how you stroke?" Well pun and innuendo intended of course! He blushed just the tiniest bit but said, "Of course". And he stood still with his back to me and started to position himself to do the stroke in question. I took my time in coming up to him but then took the liberty of rubbing my hairless strong chest against his long back and rubbed my Speedo-clad crotch against his butt while I grabbed his arms to feel him do the stroke. His body was tense as he started to do the stroke. I had him do it multiple times, all the while maintaining body contact with his back and butt. The stroke required him to wriggle his butt, which made my soft cock start to come back to life and I was soon close to a full erection. Time for the last test.
"GŽrald?" I asked. "Now would you feel me doing the stroke to see if I've got it?" We slowly switched positions. I waited with bated breath to see how close he'd put his body against mine as he felt me do the stroke. I could feel his hesitation as he first grabbed my arms in the same way I had had his. I could imagine him looking down at his strong hairy chest and my boyish butt as he tried to decide what to do. To help him decide I wriggled my butt a bit and scooted back a bit towards him. He finally took a step forward and I felt his body against mine. Yay! He passed the last test! And his erection felt huge against my butt! I gave up all pretense of doing a stroke and let my hands fall. I ground my butt against his crotch and nuzzled my head against his. I could feel him trembling, but with what? Fear, desire, lust? I had to see his expression. I turned him around so that we were face to face. I looked into his eyes to see what was there finally. His dark blue eyes were looking into my sky blue ones. He looked completely uncertain, lost, and unsure. I responded by smiling broadly and confidently at him. Well, maybe there was one more test. I leaned into him so that our bodies and crotches were touching again. We were both at full erection and coming out of our Speedos. I rubbed his chest with mine. I hugged him at the same time, molding my body into his. He didn't back away. And then I kissed him on the mouth, trying to open up his mouth for my tongue.
I honestly didn't know what to expect then. And I sure didn't expect him to suddenly grab me with all his might, hug me back and kiss me incredibly passionately and violently! Fuck, yeah! Before I knew it, we were rolling on the deck, wrestling passionately as we tried to mold our bodies into each other's! Only when we rolled into the pool did we break apart! I started laughing then and he joined me, too! We got back together and held each other until the laughter died down.
Once we had our voices back and were in control, Mr. Lemire gasped, "Steven, I've been wanting to do that for weeks!" Puzzled, I replied, "Why didn't you? Why did you make me be the instigator? I didn't think I was good enough for you even! And you kept trying to `improve' me." I hoped I didn't sound too hurt. But I had been and it had taken all of my gumption to try to seduce him today. "Oh, Steven", he said with a sad voice. "I'm so sorry. I just thought a young guy like you wouldn't be interested in an old man like me. So, I was trying to give you reasons to be with me." He looked so sad that I hated to burst out in laughter again, but couldn't help myself. "How old do you think I am?" I asked. He stared at me and said, "I don't know, maybe 40?" I laughed again. "Try 50." "Wow", he said. "You don't look your age!" "Thank you", I said. "And you're in your 50's?" I asked, trying to flatter him a bit. "Try 61" he answered. "Wow," I answered in return. "Well, I think we can deal with the age difference." We both laughed then and looked down at our hard cocks. "Well, what about them", I quipped. "You come with me young man." He answered.
He led me into the locker room after we toweled off. Showers would have to wait! I was now with my man and nothing was going to stop me from feasting on his tall, beautiful body. He led me to a blank wall, pushed a button and a "murphy" bed slowly lowered into the middle of the locker room. It was freshly made with soft cotton sheets. There were even mints next to the pillows. I must have goggled a bit because he laughed at my reaction and said. "Your bed awaits, whippersnapper." "After you fogey!" I replied. Chuckling we fell into bed and began our lovemaking. We held each other tight and kissed softly at first, enjoying the feel of our naked chests, cocks, and legs all entwined, finally naked together. The kisses quickly turned more and more passionate though. Our long-repressed need could no longer be denied. Well, this won't take long, I thought. We might even make it to lunch! The feel of GŽrald's fantastic body against mine was already heading me towards orgasm. As if we could read each other's mind we suddenly moved into a sixty-nine position. His cock was every bit as beautiful as I had hoped. I winced a bit about the big head, but figured he probably knew how to use it well! I deep-throated his cock as well as I could. This was definitely the real eight-incher! At the other end of me I could tell he was having no trouble deep throating my more average cock! The sounds of slurping, moaning, and groaning soon filled the room. If anyone were to walk in on us now, they'd have quite a sight. But frankly, I didn't give a shit. I was in paradise sucking my lover's cock and feeling him start to suck the cum out of me. GŽrald's pre-cum was the nectar of my French-Canadian god and I was feasting upon it with delight. I could feel the cum start boiling in my shaft. He was just too good and I was way beyond turned on. I could feel his steely hard shaft swell, too. I thought, oh my God we're going to cum together! I held back my flow as long as humanly possible, dying in ecstasy as every inch of my body focused on the eruption soon to come. I redoubled my efforts on him and had the immense satisfaction of feeling and tasting his cum starting to shoot out of his long shaft and big head. That was enough to make me let go immediately! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh God. Holy shit! I think I passed out for a few seconds from the intensity of it all. But I kept swallowing his thick, creamy, cum as I knew he was doing with mine. Minutes, hours, later I finally came down from heaven. Eventually we both had to come up for air. We moved back so that we could kiss again. We had both kept some cum in our mouths so we could snowball each other. Wow. Even here he anticipated my desires and wants! I wondered at him anew and felt like, no knew, that I was the luckiest man in the world.
We snuggled for a bit, enjoying the afterglow of a tremendous orgasm. I decided right then and there that I would never tire of holding him in my arms, my man, my GŽrald, my Mr. Lemire. However, we knew lunch was waiting for us. And I knew it would be a great meal once again. Again, as if reading my mind, GŽrald said, "Today's country is Malaysia and we're having beer today". I smiled, excited and content.
We slowly got out of bed and in the shower. We soaped each other and shampooed each other's hair. We soon got hard again, despite our age. But by mutual assent decided to leave our next orgasm until later on. Once again, anticipating me, GŽrald said, "I can take the afternoon off. I've been hoping against hope today would happen and have set things up just in case." I laughed a bit. "Well, I'm due a mini-vacation. But I could also say I'm spending the afternoon with our new client and get approval, too." We both laughed and toweled each other off, being very careful to get our cocks dry and not wet!
After getting dressed and looking immaculate once more I had a very funny thought as we started to go upstairs to lunch. I suddenly laughed out loud. GŽrald turned to me as if to say, "What?" All I could blurt out was "Ricardo Montalb‡n!" He immediately gave out a rueful chuckle. "Yeah. You're not the first person to say that!" And "Ricardo" and I went upstairs to our Malaysian meal and then to afternoon delightÉ
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