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My Buddy Brad 2
"Brad," he said, "Sonia was great sex, but I am still horny, and sitting here with you is such a turn one for me. I know it is kinda forward, but I'm gonna say it anyway: do you want to play?"
"God, I thought you would never ask," I said.
I leaned over to him, put my hand on his chest, feeling the hardness of his pecs under the thin soft layer of his skin, and sought his lips with mine. I didn't know if he would like kissing another man. My experience with a lot of bi and "straight" men is that is a line they won't cross: animal sex is fine, but kissing is for women only.
Nevertheless, Eddie didn't hesitate at all. He willingly met my lips and started probing my mouth with his tongue, stud and all. That really turned me on. I imagined him sucking me. I had been sucked by a few guys with studs in their tongues, and I always like the extra sensation that that hard little knob gave the tender spot on the bottom of my cock just under the head.
I slowly slid my hand down his torso. I let it gently caress the subtle mounds of his abs, and then move over his gym shorts until I could lightly touch his hard-on through the fabric. He moaned softly as my hand closed around his hardness and gently squeezed and moved over it. Just like on the video, he was big, long and thick, and his cock felt very hard. He was certainly not the biggest guy I have ever been with, but he was definitely among the top ten.
He had his hand around my shoulder. He whispered, "Your touch feels so good, Brad. Just keep doing it like that. I love that light, teasing touch you have."
So I kept working on his cock as his hand massaged my shoulders and he nuzzled my neck. His Van Dyke tickled my neck, which is one of my most sensitive erogenous zones. My cock throbbed harder in my pants, aching to be released.
Still softly working his cock, I bent down to work his right nipple with my tongue and teeth. I had not seen Sonia do that--it seems that a lot of women don't realize that men have sensitive nipples too--but he responded enthusiastically with deeper moans and started shoving his pelvis up to make stronger contact with my hand. I didn't let him though; I just kept my touch almost as light as a feather, teasing him, making him beg for more.
I moved around onto the floor between his legs so that I would have access to his other nipple. I worked it with my lips and tongue, adding some light tooth-work, while I unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants, unzipped and shoved them down around my thighs. My cock was aching to be free, and that relieved a lot of the urgent pressure I was feeling.
For the next seven or eight minutes, I kept up working his nipples, lightly caressing his cock, kissing his mouth, neck chest and abs and going back around the circle again.
I was ready for more, and so was he. I stood up and got rid of my pants. He reached his hand out and cupped my balls and cock, still enclosed in my briefs. His touch was gentle and thoughtful, while he explored the contours of my hard cock.
"Man, it's been long time since I felt another man," he said.
"Feel all you want, Eddie, you're really making me hot," I responded.
He ran his hands up over my torso too, gently exploring my body. Mine might not be as hot as his, but I'm nice and tight, and have almost no body fat. I let him do that for a couple of minutes, as I stood there and ran my hands up and down his strong arms and through his dark, curly hair.
Then it was time for a treat. I knelt in front of him again, and hooked my fingers into the waistband of his shorts, lifted them over his cock and pulled them off. Up close and personal, so to speak, his cock was truly amazing. So much better than on my computer screen. Warm. Throbbing. Hard, but with soft silky skin.
His pubic tattoo was beautifully done, and very artistic, as was the ring tattooed around the base of his cock: an intricate interwoven design reminiscent of early Irish art. He must have shaved before his date with Sonia, because he was smooth as a baby, including his balls.
I leaned forward and took the tip of his cock in my mouth and started swirling my tongue around the ridge of his glans, kissing the tip, probing his piss-hole with my tongue, then licked down the length to his balls, pulling on them gently, licking them and then rolling them, one after the other, in my mouth before starting up the long, thick shaft again, and repeating the whole process.
His breath was short, and I was making this part last a lot longer than Sonia had. He was pushing his hips up desperately to meet my mouth and again I kept it light and teasing, making him wait for what was to come.
Finally, I slowly let him slip into my mouth, opening my throat as wide as possible so that I could get as much of him in as possible. I was able to do all but about the last inch, through a heroic feat of concentration to overcome my gag reflex.
He moaned loudly, "Oh, fuck, man, that feels so fucking fantastic. I've never had anyone get that much in before."
He slouched back and pushed his hips forward on the sofa. I let my hands play over his chest and abs as I deep-throated him, slowly and deliberately. With Sonia, he had just laid back and smiled as he enjoyed the warmth of her mouth and tongue, but with me he was moaning loudly and responding to all the small changes I was making in pressure, how I used my tongue, even a little tooth action now and again.
Every so often he would pull my mouth off him and pull my face up to a kiss, before I went back down on him again. I was slowly stroking my own cock from time to time, but was so excited working on him that I didn't want to make myself cum yet, so I then used my hands to caress his chest, thighs, calves and arms while my mouth worked its magic the best way I knew how.
After doing him for close to ten minutes, he asked me to stand up. He wanted to try sucking my cock.
"You've sucked cock before, haven't you?" I asked.
"Yeah, Brad, but it's been a few years, and with guys I usually played the top."
He leaned forward to take me, and repeated a lot of the things I had done with him. He was a lot better than I thought he would be, and it was hot watching my cock disappear down his throat. He couldn't quite get me all in, despite the fact that I am about seven, a lot smaller than him. But it really felt good, and as he sucked me, I ran my fingers through his soft hair, down his back and over his strong shoulders.
The stud in his tongue felt fantastic on the underside of my cock and when he swirled his tongue around my cock-head. I longed to have him rim me, after watching him give head to Sonia and watching what he could do with his tongue, probing her cunt.
I moved down to kiss him and decided to pop the questions. "Eddie, it was really not watching you eat out Sonia, and I wondered what it would feel like if you rimmed me. I took a shower before you came out to the living room, and I'm squeaky clean. Will you do it?"
"Sure, why not?" he said.
"I got some poppers, if you want them," I said.
He nodded yes, and I quickly went into my bedroom, returning with the little brown bottle. I opened it and handed it to him, and he took a whiff in each nostril. I turned around so my ass faced him and took a couple of hits too, as I felt him pull my ass toward him, and the prickliness of his beard as he pushed his mouth toward his target.
Then I felt the warmth of the tip of his tongue working around my hole as the poppers did their thing. He kissed, probed, licked, and his tongue stud traced its little hard line around my hole, driving me crazy. I was pushing my ass back at him as he rimmed, moaning and gasping, almost as loud as Sonia had has he made her cum with his mouth.
Now he really had me so hot I couldn't wait any more for the main treat. I turned around and kissed him again, saying "Back in a sec," I said, and went into my room to retrieve a condom--I had stocked some magnums for just this moment!--and a bottle of lube.
Back in the living room, I once again knelt in front of him, and sucked his cock a little while I opened the condom, and rolled it down on him, then squeezed out some lube and slicked him up, and worked some into my hole.
"This is what I've been dreaming about, Eddie," I said, unscrewing the poppers and taking a deep drag on each nostril. I handed them to him, and while he was doing the same, I knelt on either side of his thighs on the sofa, and slowly settled back onto his cock.
"Oh, fuck man," he said, "You're so fucking tight."
"I knew you'd like it," I said. "Is this your first time fucking a guy?"
"Yeah," he said. "I've done anal with some women, but this feels really fuckin' fantastic."
And with that, I started riding up and down on his cock with long slow strokes. I moved my mouth to his and worked his lips and tongue eagerly with mine while my ass massaged his huge pole and I felt it probe deeper into me than I had felt for a long time. He may have been big, but the shape was somehow just perfect for me. My hands were on his chest, and his moved around to my ass, and ran up my back and over my shoulders and I rode him. He pushed his hips up to meet me, and I squirmed and rotated on his cock to give him changing sensations.
I thought about changing it up, turning around, lying on the sofa and letting him pound me from the front or rear, but I realized that I was far too horny to make it last long enough for that, and I knew that his excitement wouldn't allow him to go much longer. So I decided that short and intense was better, and this position, where I had free access to his mouth really met all my dreams and needs right now.
He tensed up, I sped up, he followed suit, and I went faster and harder, pounding my ass on his pole. He thrust up desperately into me. Our mouths worked each other frantically, and the moans became more intense. I took his hand and put it on my cock and he obliged by stroking me strongly in time with his speeding up thrusts.
And then we were at the point of no return. He pulled me to his chest, buried his tongue in my mouth, pushed his cock as far in as it would go and started shooting his load into the condom. A few strokes later, I followed suit, spraying a big load all over his neck and chest.
We collapsed together into a sweat-soaked heap, still joined by his slowly-softening cock in my ass. A minute later, I rose off of him, his cock flopped out, still big, but now only half-hard, the condom bearing a nice load of man-juice. I turned and sat next to him on the sofa, still breathing heavily and just stroking his chest and kissing, nibbling his neck and ear.
"Brad, that was super hot," he said softly. "I mean, I liked the experiences I had before with guys, but this was so much better, it can't compare! I want more!"
"Now?" I said, with a bit of trepidation.
"Well, I think I can use a little rest, but I don't have to be back to the hospital until noon tomorrow. Still plenty of time to learn more."
"Cool," I said. "I like having an eager student. But I'm starved. Let's clean up and get some Chinese."
We got into my shower together (I had had an extra shower head added when I moved in for occasions just like this one), and spent fifteen minutes soaping each other up and playing. We were both erect again, and played around and joked, but decided to wait to do it again until after we were back from dinner.
The night was a revelation to Eddie: we played for a couple of hours after we came home from dinner, and we watched the videos he had shot of me and my partners, and I had shot of him and Sonia. We also watched some commercial gay porn, and he was really turned on by it. In the morning, I called work to say that I would be late, and we repeated the whole thing again. I knew it would not be long before I could broach the subject of him bottoming for me, but now it was too early.
Before he left for the hospital around 11:30, he handed me two DVDs.
"I recorded our sessions last night and this morning, just in case you get lonely, Brad," he said with a twinkle in his eye and a wicked smile. "Can't wait until the next time. Also, there is this girl I was fucking before I moved in here who had a fantasy of me doing it with another guy. Maybe we can make her dream come true. And maybe you'd like to feel what it's like to fuck a woman while a guy fucks you."
"I'm on," I said. He gave me a peck on the cheek and was out the door.
I went back to my room put on the DVD from the night before, whipped out my cock and relived the evening with my hand as best I could.