This is a fictional story. It includes sexual interactions between 2 consenting men. It is pure fiction! If these types of stories offend you, please do not read further.
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Steve and I's encounter did not initiate a relationship between us. He was recently married and I had a steady girlfriend. I liked that. It was an incredible encounter, but I was glad that it didn't change his interaction with me. I would see him on rare occasions, at the complex.
He would say "hi" and we would chat, but never with innuendo, or implications about our one interaction. I liked that there were no expectations around what happened that morning.
I still thought about our morning together whenever I would jack myself (remember my girlfriend was out of state). I liked thinking about his body. I would think about when he stood up to take his clothes the rest of the way off. I would imagine him standing in front of me, stepping out of his jeans and underwear. His half-hard cock bouncing, as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. Then he took his shirt off. His chest was covered in a black and grey carpet of fur. It thinned out over his belly, but with a clear trail going down to his manhood. I would think about his chest. He was not fat, but his pecs were soft, which meant his quarter sized nipples pointed downwards. I would fantasize about licking and sucking them to his moans, as I kissed and licked my way down his body toward his hard member.
It was easy for me thinking about him, but my reputation was very much a straight "ladies man." I honestly never thought about, or wanted, a relationship with a guy, I was still very attracted to women. That made Steve all that much more appealing. I knew he was happy in his life too.
I just couldn't stop myself from reliving that chance encounter over and over in my mind. The fact that Steve didn't have any expectations made me appreciate him more.
One night, as I was driving home from work, I started thinking about Steve. I was walking through my regular fantasy, but I was driving, I couldn't exactly pull my dick out in my car on the road. I started speeding... I was horny and wanted to shoot my load. I made it home quickly. I jumped out of my car, hurryng to get in my house. I noticed that Steve's truck was parked behind the complex. I thought about the possibility of him being in my apartment. I almost ran up the stairs in excitement. My door was still locked... I opened it and walked in. I quickly looked around for any evidence of him, but was disappointed to see he was not there.
I was still super hard and thinking about Steve being there... Well... I was horny! I quickly took my shoes off and pulled my pants and underwear off in one motion. My cock bounced free out of my clothes. I started stroking myself. My foreskin coming back off my sensitive helmet. I went into the kitchen and grabbed the olive oil. "I really need to get lube..." I thought to myself. However, the olive oil smell reminded me of Steve. I spread the oil over my cock, making sure to lubricate my tip, so my foreskin slid back and forth easily. I reached my other hand, covered in oil, between my legs and started to push my middle finger inside. My mind was racing with thoughts of Steve and when I shoved my finger into him. My eyes were closed as I imagined him inside me. I was bouncing in his lap his cock sliding in and out of my hole. I was so lost I hadn't realized, I had 3 of my own fingers now fucking my hole. I looked around to see, if there was anything around I could use to fuck my ass. I went into the kitchen.
I hadn't noticed it when I got home, but there was a note on my counter.
It said, "Garbage disposal maintenance needed in Apt D. Steve"
I came back to reality quickly. I was confused... That apartment had just been put up for rent... The tenets just left the previous week.
Steve was redoing the apartment. I had even talked to him about renting it myself. It was bigger. 2 bedrooms, a nice living room, kitchen, and full bathroom. It also had a back door that went to the semi-private lot.
I thought about what to do. I didn't want Steve to think I was gay, but I also had just had my own hand in my ass, wishing it was him! My lust won quickly. I was nude from the waist down. My cock was dripping oil and precum. I went to my bedroom window and opened it completely. I pulled the screen out and climbed into to the back space. I felt exposed being mostly naked, but I didn't care. I still liked the idea of someone setting me, but it was about 3 in the morning, so no one was likely to be awake. I snuck to the backdoor of apt D, I turned the handle slowly. It was unlocked.
The back door went directly into the kitchen. All the lights were off, but a street light through the front window made it possible for me to see where I was going. The apartment smelled like fresh paint. I went down the hall heading to the master bedroom. I noticed it was new carpet. It was really soft on my feet. The door was cracked. I looked inside and saw Steve lying on the floor. The room was empty, except for Steve. He was lying in a sleeping bag on the floor. He must have been working in the apartment all day. The room smelt of fresh paint and... Him. I didn't want to startle him, but he seemed to be in a deep sleep.
He was snoring pretty heavily. I got down on my hands and knees and started to crawl over to him. It was warm in the room, he did not have any windows open. The sleeping bag was pulled up underneath his arm pits, but showed he was not wearing a shirt. He rolled into his side and I could see the sleeping bag was not zipped up. He stuck a leg out. He must have been warm from the heat. I liked seeing his hairy leg. I was starting to get excited just looking at him. I was right beside him now, but didn't know what to do. As if in answer to my thoughts, Steve rolled into his back and threw the unzipped sleeping bag off his body. He was completely naked inside! I crawled down to where his feet were. I looked up his body from in between his legs. He picked his legs up, as if to create more of an air flow for himself. It felt like he was giving me a show. I stared at where his butt touched the floor, his sack hung low, nearly touching the carpet, and his cock was soft sitting on top of his 2 sizable balls. I could smell him even better being this close and I liked it a lot. I started to make my way up between his legs, which were spread. I was careful not to touch them. My face was so close to him that I could feel the heat from his thighs. I gently nuzzled his fuzzy scrotum with my nose, inhaling deeply. He smelled sweaty, and I liked it. I heard him exhale, but he was still snoring. I gently buried my face into his taint. His balls were resting on my face. I loved his smell! It was musty and sweaty... And he was so warm. He really must have been tired, because he was still snoring. That just made me want him more! I stuck my tongue out pressing into his taint and drug it upwards. My tongue ran up his furry sack, and pulling his penis up from it, I came to his tip. He was still completely flaccid. I wanted his dick. I put his sensitive head in my mouth running my tongue along the underside of his ridge, then I sucked it completely into my mouth. He didn't taste clean. He was salty, but I liked having him completely in my mouth. I hadn't noticed, but Steve wasn't snoring any more. I felt his hand run through my hair. I looked up into his face, he looked so tired, but managed a smile.
"You got my note then?" He said.
I smiled with my mouth still on him and nodded.
"I didn't know, if you would come... Then I fell asleep... Ohhh..." He moaned.
I hadn't let his cock out of my mouth, but it was growing quickly now.
He reached down and grabbed my shirt. I let him pull it off over my head. His piece now filled my mouth completely. I didn't want to let it out, but I couldn't keep it completely in there. I slid my mouth up and off the end of his stiff prick. I licked down his shaft and pulled one of his balls into my mouth.
"Oh god, Jeff, that feels amazing." Steve said, as he ran his hands through my hair.
I lapped at his balls then dove lower between his legs. I was licking his taint. I was pushing my tongue as far back as I could through his thick pubic hair. I felt it brush against his hole and heard him gasp in pleasure. I reached my hands underneath his thighs. Steve obliged, lifting his feet off the ground and pulling his legs up into his chest.
Now I could really get into him. I pushed my tongue into his asshole.
It tasted of sweat. I licked and probed his hole as he moaned and squirmed trying to give more access to my tongue. I stopped and came up for air.
"Fuck Jeff! Your tongue is amazing!" Steve said, smiling.
I got out from between his legs and came up beside him. I pushed his legs back down and and grabbed his cock. I loved the taste of him. I brought my mouth back down onto his rock hard 6 and a half inches. I slobbered up and down his shaft. I could taste his precum oozing out his piss slit.
"God Jeff... Your mouth..." Steve managed through moans.
I wanted him. I wanted his cock. I pulled my head back of him. Without saying a word I quickly climbed over him straddling his torso. I reached behind me grabbing his stiff meat. My hands still had residual oil on them, so I quickly ran it over him. I was on my knees, over top him. I raised myself up and started to move down his body to meet him. I felt his slick cock slide up past my hole in my crack. I wasn't really experienced in this... I lifted myself back up again and slid his dick down to my hole.
"Are you sure about this, Jeff?" Steve asked, with almost a note of concern in his voice.
"I am... Would you prefer not to?" I responded with a smile.
"I just don't want you to feel like you have to do this stuff with me." He responded quietly.
"I know." I responded with a smile. I loved that he wasn't trying to take advantage of me. I liked that he was gentle, nice, older... He was just a normal guy... Like me.
I pushed his head into my hole. It felt so good. Now, I couldn't help my lust. I started to lower myself down onto him. My hole was tight around him, but he kept sliding in.
"OH, YEAH!" I moaned, as he kept entering me. His dick was significantly longer than my finger. I had nearly forgotten this feeling. I felt him filling me. I felt the his pubic hair come in contact with my cheeks. He was completely inside me. His dick felt so good in me. It filled my hole so perfectly. My balls were resting on his furry stomach. I put my hands on his chest and started lifting myself off him. His dick slowly slid in my hole. I stopped when I felt him right inside me, then lowered my self back down. It felt amazing. I liked feeling his shaft sliding in my hole. I started to pick up the pace, as I ran my hands through his chest hair. My cock and balls were bouncing in front of my. My balls made a soft slapping sound as I bounced on him. My asshole was burning with delight. The room was filled with our rhythmic grunts and the sound of his wet cock sliding in my hole. Steve grabbed my chest and ran his hands down my torso. He got to my hard cock and started stroking it, as I continued riding him. I was completely absorbed in this overwhelming experience of pleasure. He had started to follow me with his hips, so that his pelvis slapped against my ass, as his penis dove deep into me.
"Steve! Fuck me!" I groaned. I was close to my climax, as he stroked my cock and pounded my ass.
"Jeff, I'm about too cum!" Steve exclaimed.
He slammed deep into me and grabbed my hips pulling me down onto him, to bury his manhood as deep inside me. I felt him explode in my ass and felt his seed filling my bowels. It was more than I could take the warmth of his hot juices in me sent me over the edge.
"YES!" I am exclaimed, as I shot my load.
My first spurt went all the way up Steve's chest and onto his neck.
Then each pulse after that went into his chest hair and down his stomach. It was my new biggest orgasm experience. I started to lean forward on him. I could still feel his throbbing member in me. I pressed my nearly hairless torso onto his. I started to liedown on top of him. My cum ed sticky and cold, but his body was hot against me. His chest hair was itchy, but I didn't care. I was spent. As my body position changed, I felt his softening cock slide all the way out of me.
His cum stated to leak out of my tired hole. I felt it run down my perennium and onto my sack.
I rolled off Steve's body and we laid there, side by side. It was silent for a while, then Steve said something.
"Do you think you still might like this apartment?" He asked.
I laughed to myself. I loved that he didn't treat this situation like I was a cock hungry slut. It was just like we had breakfast and we were just hanging out.
"I definitely am... If my landlord doesn't change." I responded.
He smiled at me. I rolled over and put my head on his chest and I fell asleep.
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