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When I left Matt's, I figured that I would return to our apartment and Lisa would probably return sometime during the day, and we would talk. In my mind, I knew that what had happened between Matt and Lisa was definitely the result of too much booz and too much to smoke. However, stuck in my head was the thought that they ended up screwing one another in bed, while I did nothing with Shania, Matt's girlfriend, who was all over me earlier that night. The thought bothered me because I kept thinking that Shania and I could have done the same thing, except I deliberately avoided her advances. And so I thought that Lisa could have done the same, but I thought that she must really have wanted Matt's thick pleasure stick deep inside of her, and so even though she was drunk, I figured she must have wanted it. And, with me passed out, they figured they had their chance. This thinking was doing a job on my head, and I was feeling my original anger well up inside of me again. So when Lisa finally got up the nerve to call and ask me if she could come "home" to talk to me, I said sure, but I had changed my mind about sticking around.
As it turned out, I told Lisa that I needed some time to myself to figure things out. I just could not bring myself to be with her, to do anything with her after what I had seen. My mind kept playing over and over the scene of the handsome black Adonis fucking my girlfriend, and of her telling him not to pull out of her. It was killing me.
I ended up moving in with my friend Jason who had an extra bed in his room because his roommate had taken a semester to study abroad. Not being with Lisa absolutely killed me at first. I was hurt, and angry, and I missed her like hell. As far as Matt was concerned, I still saw him most weekdays when he was at the pool for his team's practice. But, with Matt too, I couldn't bring myself to do more than say a quick hi. If he had a question, I would answer it, but for several weeks, I avoided him and just focused on my job at the club, and then went back to Jason's and did my schoolwork and hung out. I had told Matt that I just needed time to sort things out, and he said he was cool with that. Seeing him in the pool was tough because I still lusted after his cocoa colored muscled body, his nine inch black onyx rod, and his incredible lips sliding up and down on my throbbing cock. Once in a while I would feel myself getting hard if I thought about Matt too much. But I tried to put him out of my mind. I felt betrayed, and I was having a hard time getting over that.
Both Matt and Lisa called almost daily to see if I was okay. I wouldn't answer if I saw their names on the caller id. Lisa was having a real hard time with my not being around, and she left me a couple of sobbing messages, but I couldn't bring myself to go back there. Matt tried to talk at the club a couple of times, but I just wasn't able to bring myself to have a conversation with him, other than polite stuff.
This went on for about six weeks, and while I still missed both of my former lovers, I was getting acclimated to being away from Lisa and not fucking with Matt on the side. However, one Friday night as I worked out, Matt stuck around the gym after his team left. He asked why I was doing my workout so late on a Friday night, and I told him that I had nothing else pressing to do. He offered to spot for me, and I said sure. We worked out together for about an hour when Kathy, the night manager came over to ask a favor.
"Seth, everything is done for closing. Would you do me a huge favor and just lock up? I'm going out with my boyfriend, and if you could lock up, that would let us get an early start." I told her sure, no problem. Besides Matt and I, there were only two other people I could see in the club. Not many people hung around there on a Friday night.
In a short time, the other two people showered and left, leaving only Matt and I finishing our workouts. I locked the door from the inside so no one else would come in. Matt headed off to the shower, and I waited deliberately doing stuff at the desk, so I would not be in the shower with him.
When I went into the locker room, Matt was drying himself off. He looked incredible naked. His body was perfectly proportioned, and his flaccid cock was hanging like a club. Even soft, it was thick and long. I was glad I had not showered with him. I think I would have had a woody instantly. I slid out of my clothing and went into the shower, thanking Matt for spotting for me. He smiled that handsome smile of his and said it was his pleasure.
I didn't hear him has he entered the shower only a minute after I turned the water on. Instead, I felt his arms encircle my torso from behind me, and I immediately felt his semi- hard cock pressed against the length of my ass crack.
"How long are you going to punish me, Seth? If there were anything I could do to change what happened, I would do it in a minute. But these last six weeks of seeing you, without being able to talk to you, and to touch you, and to fuck you have been the worst. And, Seth, you're not just punishing me, you're punishing yourself too. You're pleasant enough around here, but you aren't yourself dude. You seem miserable. If you want me to let go, say so, and I will. But, I gotta tell you dude, seeing you naked for the first time in weeks is driving me crazy. I need you dude."
I could feel his cock grow as he spoke to me, and feeling his strong arms around my soaped torso was wonderful. In fact, my own cock started to grow, and I didn't want that to happen, but I couldn't stop it.
"Matt, I can't. I am just too confused about stuff after the shit that happened."
He let go of me and moved into the water with me, facing me now. The water glistened on his perfectly formed chest and his nipples were tight and very dark against his cocoa colored skin. "You might be confused, Seth. But I don't think your cock is confused at all." He looked down at my nearly erect cock, and he smiled his handsome smile. I did nothing as he took my cock in one hand and cupped my balls with his other hand. It felt wonderful. I looked down and felt my cock begin to throb as he massaged it and I saw his own black monster pulsing and fully erect. Matt took the soap from my hands and began washing every part of my body. I said nothing, just letting him wash and massage me as he wished. I watched his tightly muscled body move and shine in the shower and this sight kept my cock alive and alert. It jumped when Matt soaped my hole and inserted a finger, and then another and moved them in a circular motion in my ass. He got on his knees and taking my pulsing piston at the base with his hand, squeezed it hard and then took the entire cock deep into his mouth and throat. I placed my white hands on his head, noting the contrast between his black hair and brown skin, and then I felt his shoulders as he sucked me in and then slid back and forth on my hardened shaft. I felt myself getting very aroused and thought I would shoot into him very soon. But, again without a word, Matt stood. He took the soap and soaped my cock and then placed the bar in his ass crack, soaping that area of his body. Then he turned and bent over, touching his toes and leaving his hole exposed for me to do with as I wished. Also without a word, I placed my hands on his cocoa hips and positioned my soapy cock in his crack and it slid easily to the outer edge of his hole. With a little pressure, I was through his sphincter muscle and the familiar warmth and tightness felt incredible. Matt let out a slight gasp as I entered him. Then, holding Matt's hips, I pushed myself deep into his warm hole. The feeling was fantastic. I began fucking my black Adonis, sliding in and out of him easily because of the soap. My climax was incredible. It felt so good after so many weeks of nothing. I felt myself shoot as Matt clenched his ass tightly around my cock.
We stayed locked together for several minutes and I let my hands move the length of his back, and moving down to feel the outlines of his chest and tight abs. His muscled body felt so good to touch. I pulled out of him and he immediately turned, facing me, and his erect rod touched my own. I moved closer, putting my arms around him and we locked in an embrace and passionate kiss for several minutes, our tongues moving around frantically. We stayed in the shower for about another half hour and during that time, Matt's enormous black rod with the pinkish black mushroom once again stretched my sphincter muscle and plunged deep into my ass. When he climaxed, sending his warm juices deep into me, he yelled in pleasure, and his voice echoed in the shower and locker room.
Leaving the shower, Matt spoke. "Seth, I can't tell you how good that felt.
I was so afraid I had lost you dude. And, I won't keep saying it, but I am so sorry for what I did to you. But look, since you are still with Jason, do you think he will mind if you sleep at a friend's tonight?" He said this with a smile.
"I think it will be ok with Jas." I responded. I had mixed feelings about what I was doing, but at the same time I wanted to spend a whole night with Matt, partly because deep down I did like him a lot, and mostly because I loved fucking his incredible body, and I loved getting fucked by him.
At Matt's that night my biggest difficulty was when I saw his bed again. My last memory of it was horrible. But I put that out of my mind, and we spent about four hours of the hottest sex I think I ever had. We would fuck, and suck, and touch, and explore, and it was incredible. Sleeping with Matt that night was the best experience I ever had with him. We finally fell asleep after I came in his ass as I sat atop of me, facing me with my cock buried deep in him and his throbbing monster pointing at my chest. As I fucked him, he came onto my abs. Then, with my cock still inside of him, he bent toward me and we kissed and hugged until we both nodded off. I awakened later, realizing that my cock was still up Matt's ass, and his own cock felt hard pressed between our abs as he slept.
I left his condo late morning and returned to my room at Jason's. Jason had left me a note saying that Lisa had been there late last night looking for me. When I talked with Jason on the phone he told me that she had stopped by with some friends at about two in the morning. He said when she realized I wasn't there, she burst into tears. He said he thought she had been drinking but just wanted to give me a heads up. When I turned my cell on, I listened to several messages from her wondering where I was and saying she had to talk with me. The last couple of messages featured her crying and sobbing. Just as I had missed Matt during my six weeks of semi-seclusion, so too did I miss Lisa with whom I had lived for two years. Listening to her frantic calls gave me a sick feeling. I knew she must have thought I had spent the night with one of the many girls she knew were after me. I am sure that is what she was thinking. Little did she know that I had had incredible sex with Matt. But, thinking of her also aroused me because I missed her and I especially missed sleeping with her. I was totally fucked up in my mind. I knew I had to make a decision about stuff. I knew that I could not go back to being with both a woman and a guy at the same time. It was too fucking confusing for me.
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