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The Resthouse
The rest house was a welcome sight after a long day bouncing around in the jeep. Julius had teased me remorselessly throughout the day. After our night together, I had slept dreaming of spending happy days and long, hot nights with Julius. I woke reaching for him, wanting to give myself to him again and again.
But I woke to an empty bed. After a brief moment of panic, when I thought I would be left alone in the reserve, I found Julius in the kitchen making breakfast. Feeling awkward at his apparent aloofness -- did I dream it -- his dick pounding my ass? But my tender hole gave lie to that thought. I took the cup he offered to me.
Julius had grinned at me, and slapped my battered arse, telling me to stop mooning. This had been a taste of the day to come. Julius was in complete control; needling me so hard I didn't know what to think -- was his barbed teasing designed to repel me? To tell me what happened was a one off? Or did he enjoy seeing me off-balance - keeping me on my toes. I sighed and decided that with Julius around peace of mind was not an option.
I dragged my bag up to my room and decided to head for the shower. On the way I bumped into Julius.
"Going somewhere kid?"
I gazed at his chest -- a rabbit in the headlights. Julius had stripped off his shirt and stood dressed only in tight jeans. The ridges of his stomach glistened with dirt rimed sweat. His skin was tanned and smelled of heat -- and man.
"Huh? I was... umm, shower..." I felt a heat in my face that had nothing to do with the Indian summer air. Julius seemed to have a natural talent for unsettling me.
"Shower, huh? I guess you need to cool down." He smirked, spoiling his cool. Julius took my arm and led me into the shower room, locking the door behind us. He took my towel off me, and dropped his own.
Julius stood, leaning against the wall.
"Strip!" he commanded.
Julius' order threw me into confusion, I pulled at one piece of clothing then another. He soon grew tired of my dithering. I squealed as Julius threw a bucket full of water over me -- more in shock than anything as the water was not that cold.
"Now strip." He growled.
I was stunned, but quickly removed my clothes. Julius had been cool and in command from the moment I met him -- wasn't that what attracted me to him? But now he seemed almost domineering. His smile was feral as he looked me over.
"You're no virgin now, Chris." He told me. "I expect you to make a bit more effort if you wish to please me." He stepped forward to tower over me. "Do you want to please me, Chris?"
"Oh, yes, Julius." I stammered. Conscious that I had no idea what I was getting into, but wishing only to have more of Julius.
"Good." He stretched his massive shoulders back and stared at me -- amusement twinkling in his eyes. "Undress me." He demanded.
I licked my lips nervously and began to unbuckle the belt holding up his jeans. As I slid the denim down his legs I moved my face forward to his crotch, wanting to take my first taste of man.
"Stop!"
I looked up, confused.
"You do not presume to touch me, kiss me or do anything unless I have given you permission. Understood?" his voice was not angry, but firm and I understood then that I must do as I was told -- or do without Julius.
I nodded my assent, and finished removing Julius' jeans. He was naked now, his body a tall column of firm flesh. I salivated.
Julius stood under the shower and washed quickly. He then ordered me beneath the spray; he threw a wash-cloth at me.
"Don't forget to wash behind your ears."
I looked at him, confused.
"Still a little wet." He grinned.
Julius watched me intently as I washed, I stared back, feeling self-conscious at his inspection. Julius made me even more nervous when he told me to turn around, I could feel his eyes boring into me as I washed.
"I think you're clean, boy."
Julius' voice interrupted my reverie, making me jump. I turned around to face him. He stood, naked, totally at ease, his dick hard and glistening with pre-cum. I shut off the shower and dried, wondering what Julius had in store for me.
Still naked, Julius stalked out of the bathroom, I trailed in his wake, gathering the discarded clothes and towels. He held the door of his room open for me, and locked it behind me. Julius stood by the bed, 6 foot of tanned, toned man-flesh.
Frozen by the door, I took in the scene: we were both naked and hard. Julius stood by the bed, his skin, still damp from the shower, caught the evening sun coming through the window. He glowed. The orange sun streamed through the window and onto his head, making a halo of his hair. I was looking at a god.
Julius threw his shoulders back, pulling his stomach into a washboard of ridges that made my knees go weak. He snapped his fingers and pointed at the floor in front of his feet.
Understanding his order I scurried over and knelt at his feet. Julius thrust his dick forward, rubbing it across my face, leaving a trail of pre-cum. I stared up at him, my mouth watering. He smiled slowly, and pushed his fat cock into my eager mouth.
Julius was kind to me, and let me set the pace of the blow-job. Knowing I had never done it before, he guided me with gentle movements and words of encouragement. I soon got the idea, and applied my tongue to his sensitive crown, I swirled around his large head until he gasped, then opened my mouth and took his tool as deep as I could. I felt the head nudge the back of my throat, and gagged briefly. I drew back, and licked the length of Julius' meat. He moaned softly, and I could feel his legs tremble as I caressed the sensitive spot at he tip of his circumcised cock.
"Ahh Chris, yes." He breathed. "You're a natural cock-whore." He added, his voice amused.
I plunged back down onto his long dick, pushing it as far into my throat as I could. Julius' sighs filled my ears, and I wanted only to please him. I felt his hands in my hair, stroking, caressing.
"Oh Chris, that feels so good. Ahhh, yes, yes."
Needing yet more of him, I moved to take him deeper, and felt my throat open up and accept -- Julius thrust forward, and buried himself in my face. He drew back and then, holding my head, began to face-fuck me. Julius held me up -- no longer needing my hands to steady myself, I began to stroke my own swollen dick. To my surprise, I was still rock-hard and leading a stream of pre-cum. The blow-job I was giving was doing almost as much for me as it was for Julius.
I felt Julius speed up, he thrust his cock deep into my throat and held my head tightly to his crotch. My hand pumped my own dick and I felt the rising of my own climax as Julius poured his cream into me.
Julius lifted me up, and pulled us both down onto the bed. He kissed me -- taking my mouth as hungrily as I had taken his cock. Kneeling over me, he grinned.
"Now you get it up here." He said, grabbing my arse -- "lucky boy!" Julius smirked.
He rolled me onto my belly, and slapped my bum. I felt his breath on my skin, Julius licked, cat-like across the soft, sensitive flesh -- down from the small of my back to the tops of my thighs, laving my arse with his tongue. He drew back and blew on the wetted skin, causing me to shudder. I felt my whole body tingling -- as if Julius' tongue was charging my skin with electricity.
"Yowww!!"
Julius' hand came down in a hard slap to my over-sensitised arse; the blow sending waves of pleasure/pain through my body. He laughed -- Julius seemed to know exactly which buttons to push.
Big hands pulled me over onto my back. I stared up at my man. His blue eyes were shining with lust, his cheeks, rough with stubble were flushed with the heat of his passion.
He reached down and began to rub circles round my pucker. He reached for something by his side, restraining me as I tried to sit up. The next thing I felt was a determined finger sliding past my entrance. I lay back and groaned, giving myself up to him. Julius pressed his advantage, pushing another, lubricated finger into my relaxing hole. Waves of sensation rippled out of my arse, buzzing through my body and terminating at the tip of my cock.
Julius reached just a little further and brushed his fingers over a spot deep inside.
"Fuck! Ooohh ... YESS!!"
Moving my legs, I kicked Julius' hand away and clamped my legs around his back. I guided his body down, and into mine.
"Urrgghhhh..."
We moaned in unison as Julius thrust into me, and kept going. My body was more relaxed and ready than either of us expected, Julius slowly filled me until he bottomed out inside my warm chute.
Julius lifted my arms above my head, holding my wrists with one large hand. He ran his other hand down my chest but could reach no further, and so let go of my wrists. I fastened my hands around the iron posts on the bed headboard as Julius leaned back and stroked my chest.
"You're beautiful, Chris." He said suddenly.
I beamed and lay back, basking in the glow of my lover's approval.
"...but too damn cocky!" he added, pinching a nipple.
"Cocky? I thought that was your job."
"Cheeky little bugger!" Julius' grin belied his admonishment. "Cocky huh? I'll give you cock if that's what you want!"
Julius held onto my hips and began to pump his tool into me. I braced my arms against the bed-head and wrapped my legs tightly around his back, clinging onto him as he thrust wildly against me.
My balls began to tingle as Julius fucked me furiously, his pounding prick brushing my button. I threw my head back and arched my back, thrusting up to meet his every stroke.
"Ohh! Julius ... yes, YES!! Fuck me! Ahhh Fuck! FUCK!!"
I screamed, my senses exploding. I felt my bowels fill with Julius' liquid fire -- his essence pouring into me, making me his -- and he mine.
We lay together quietly for a long while. My cum drying on our bellies. Julius stroked me gently, his fingers playing across my smooth, pale skin. He stretched and yawned, turning to me he asked what I was planning to do next.
My mind span -- what was he asking? If I said I wanted to stay with him would he feel too pressured? Was he giving me the brush-off? What does he expect me to say?? I felt a rising panic, but Julius seemed not even to notice.
"'Cause I was thinking of going to Kujaraho, see the temples. Wanna tag along?"
The whirlwind of panic ceased suddenly. He wanted me! I smiled.
"Love to." I said. "What's so good about these temples?"
"You'll see." Julius said, an enigmatic smile playing at his lips. Seeing my frustration at being put off, he leaned down and whispered in my ear. As I listed to his description my dick stiffened and began to pulse, demanding the attention that Julius soon gave it.