My New Life 3
My New Life : Chapter 6
By S. A. Clarke
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The meal was delicious, and we tried not to rush too much in our eagerness to get to dessert. We made some small talk and enjoyed what was left of our beers.
Andy settled the bill and we headed back to our cars. He gave me his address and I tapped it into my phone and set up the route in my map application. I checked that the route looked correct with him and then we got into our vehicles and headed off towards Andy's home.
Another easy drive and we arrived in just under half an hour. It was a 1930s detached property with a very smart exterior and a large, well manicured front garden. I parked behind Andy on the on the semi-circular driveway.
Andy opened the front door, and we entered a light, airy and beautifully decorated entrance hallway. I noticed that there was a brass barometer hanging on the wall that caught my eye. It reminded me of one that my grandfather had kept many years ago. I have very fond memories of watching him tap the barometer before venturing out of the house each each morning to check for inclement weather.
Andy closed and secured the front door and then put his arms around me in a tight embrace. Our lips met and the sensation was like electricity flowing through my entire body. His tongue started to probe, so I parted my lips to grant him access. I returned the favour and our tongues danced around each other as we passionately kissed. He was an expert kisser and knew exactly how to play me.
The warmth of his body against mine aroused my passion and I could feel my erection pressing against him . Hishand moved down my back and he gave my bottom a squeeze. I let out an appreciative moan.
I slipped my hand under the front of his shirt and felt his smooth warm skin. I move my hand higher up towards his chest and ran my fingers through the hair that I had seen in his photos. My fingers found his left nipple and I gently encircled it. It started to firm up and rise under my touch. An very encouragoing sign indeed!
We were still kissing passionately. Andy took my hand and moved it down his body towards the front of his jeans. My palm was laying on top of his fully erect organ. I could feel the heat through his clothing as I pressed my hand into his body. I couldn't wait to get my fingers inside his underwear and stroke that beautiful member. It felt huge to me, both in length and girth.
Andy broke our embrace, took my left hand, and slowly guided me up the stairs towards his bedroom. Another beautifully decorated room with a king size bed and crisp white bed linen that looked like it had been laundered and ironed that very morning. I didn't spend too much time checking out the room, as Andy had asked me to slowly undress him.
My hands were trembling as I started to unfasten the buttons of his tailored shirt, revealing his upper body with its light covering of chest hair. I notice that his pale skin was nicely freckled and that reminded me my own skin when I was younger. I continue to unfasten his shirt buttons and when I had finished, pulled the shirt from his body, and placed in on the bed. He stood in front of me topless and I was in awe of his sheer beauty and masculinity.
My eyes moved down his torso and followed the dark happy trail from his navel down to the waistband of his jeans. I looked into his eyes, and he nodded his approval for me to continue. I unbuttoned his jeans and very slowly lowered the fly zipper. The back of my hand grazed the length of this rigid shaft through the Demin as I did so. I felt his cock shift slightly as I let his jeans slip from his hips and glide down this shapely legs towards the carpeted floor.
His black briefs were straining to hold his rigid tool in place and there was a small damp patch forming where the tip of his bulging helmet was resting against his hip. I reached out to touch him, but he took my hand and said, "I want to undress you first Steve."
He kicked off his boots and put his jeans on top of the tall boy in the cornrt of the room. Andy then kissed me once more before he started to undo my shirt buttons. He was taking his time and enjoying unwrapping his dessert. Slowly my chest was revealed, and he ran his fingers through my chest hair, teasing both nipples, before he undid the remaining buttons. Andy then lifted my shirt off and pulled me into another passionate embrace. The feeling of skin on skin was exquisite. I had never had this type of close physical contact with another man before and all my senses were in overload.
We kissed again, this time running our fingers over our bodies and tousling each others' hair. I was so glad that I took the time to have a close shave in the morning. Andy must have done the same because there was no suggestion of any stubble on his face. I remember thinking how considerate he must be to have done that for me.
I felt his fingers move south towards my belt and he managed to undo it by touch alone. Then the button was popped open, the zipper pulled down, and my chinos were gently persuaded to move down my muscular legs. My belt buckle made a small clink as it met the carpet.
I kicked my loafers off and stepped out of my trousers. We were both standing in our black underwear in a delicious embrace. My penis was throbbing like mad as it brushed against Andy's through the material of our underwear. I felt dampness at the tip of my tool and knew that precum was already being produced. I usually only produce a very small amount when I am on the verge of cumming, so I was clearly extremely aroused by this situation.
Andy gave my cock a friendly squeeze and I thought I was going to cream myself right there. I returned the squeeze and was amazed at how thick his shaft was. The tremendous heat emanating from his groin was also a pleasant surprise.
We broke our embrace. Andy sat on the bed and removed his socks, casting them aside. He patted the duvet next to him and I sat down. I also pulled my socks off and felt the softness of the carpet pile between my toes.
He looked me in the eyes and said, "You don't have to do this if you're not comfortable Steve. If there's anything that you think is taking things out of your comfort zone, please tell me. We're not in a race to reach our destination, so let's enjoy the journey and everything it has to offer."
I responded with, "Thank you for being so understanding Andy. This is all new territory for me, I will need to take things slowly. But just so that you know, the journey so far has been incredible. Whatever our destination is today, I'm sure it will be amazing."
We kissed again and Andy pulled me on top of him as he rolled backwards onto the bed. Our legs entwined was we kissed and hugged each other. Andy moved his head down to my chest and gently sucked and licked my right nipple. The sensation was incredible and I felt the little pink nub harden almost instantly. He swirled his tongue over it several times, making me moan in pleasure. I had played with my own nipples before, of course, but this took things to a whole new level. My cock was quick to respond to this new sensation and it ached to be released and touched.
"Andy, that feels incredible", I whispered as I held his head against my chest and he continued to work over my hard teat. I was breathing hard and fast; my head was all over the place. I had to ask him to stop because I was becoming over-sensitive, and I wanted to see if he would have a similar reaction.
I moved into position and took his right nipple between my lips. Flicking my tongue over the little bud and feeling it stiffen and enlarge between my lips. I sucked on it, and he took a deep breath and let out a moan. I knew then that he was sensitive, like me. His chest hairs were tickling my nose a little, so I moved back and blew across his chest. His nipple was standing proud and had darkened in colour against his pale skin. I took it back between my lips and used the tip of my tongue to continue pleasuring him.
"Oh yes Steve, please don't stop".
I was more than happy to oblige and moved over to his left nipple and repeated the process. A similar response and more moans of pleasure. I took his other nipple between my thumb and index finger and gently squeezed and tweaked it.
"Oh fuck, yes!"
He was enjoying this and so was I.
To be continued...