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Filip closed the door with his key once we were out. He led me to a nearby café and ordered a Gin-and-tonic for him and a Rum-and-coke for me. We sat down at a quiet table.
-You know why I switched off your recorder, don't you?
-I can guess indeed, I answered, although I can't be sure a hundred percent.
-I will make a wild guess and suppose you know what I did, meaning that I didn't want to have a recorded message of my coming-out to you.
My eyes opened and became as big as saucers. Filip? Gay? ... I couldn't believe it but didn't say a word.
-Yes, indeed, I am gay. I came out to family and friends at an early age, but sometimes I still have to make it clear to some people like yourself. I can detect the fact that you can't believe it. I know you are, too. My Gaydar is working quite well and as you gave yourself away in my office, I have no problems telling you. To have awkward things out of the way immediately, I think you are a very attractive man and to answer your main, unspoken, question... you have a very sexy voice!
Filip smiled at me and I felt warm inside. We toasted to our new friendship before he went on.
-You contacted me, like you told me before, because of your doubts about the voice and I am supposed to be a specialist about voices. Well, not only am I supposed I guess, I am a specialist. I can't say that a voice is sexy or not because it depends on who is speaking and who is listening. There is no scientific explanation for a sexy voice, but we just know what we like and what kind of voice appeals to us. Gays usually are attracted to more baritone voices, deep voices that are virile and masculine. Isn't it the essence of being gay? I mean being attracted to men in all its aspects, including the voice?
-I have to admit I called several speech therapists before I reached you. I was surprised none of them had an appealing voice and there for didn't even ask for an appointment. With you it was different indeed.
-I know. What happens, is that I worked my voice during years till it became almost natural. In easier years it was much higher and I didn't like it all. I took various sessions with colleagues of mine and also followed some singing lessons where I was obliged to lower my voice in tone, not in volume. To answer one of your other unspoken questions, yes, you can change your voice with a lot of practice and efforts. In your case, I wouldn't change a thing about your voice as for me it sounds absolutely perfect.
-Thank you! So you don't think my voice is repelling?
-It is not for me, but that doesn't mean it can't be for others. The sound and the tone of a voice is perceived in many different ways. What's good for one, can be horrible for another. In my job I have been able to find sexiness in people who are stuttering. It is not always a question to hear fluid sentences.
-I don't know about that as it is very recently that I discovered a certain fascination for voices. I am convinced it is all in the tone of the voice, but also how people use their voice and what they express with it. Sometimes there can be a disillusion when the voice and the physics are not connected. When a beautiful voice is full of arrogance, it loses all its beauty.
-You are absolutely right. The voice doesn't say anything on the personality of someone, but the way the voice is used does.
-Excuse me to be a bit blunt, but do you think it is normal to have a sexual excitement just by hearing a voice?
-Let's say it is not really common, but it happens indeed. But that's the same when you use your other senses. You can see a person in the street and feel a sexual excitement, without knowing or hearing that person. Your ears can perceive the necessary stimuli to cause reactions in other parts of your body. It is common to feel shivers all over your body if someone scratches a backboard with his nails, isn't it? That's why hearing a voice can provoke a hard-on. I won't hide it to you that listening to you, my genitals are well awake. It is not a full hard-on yet, but it is well on its way.
Filip didn't beat around the bush! He was an honest guy and sincerity was his second name. I knew him for just a few hours and we already had a strong connection thanks to a common point of interest, but also by a mutual attraction. It can be quite a paradox when time flies by when it stands still! He was so easy to talk to and I knew there and then that we witnessed the birth of a very nice and life-long friendship. We decided to have our meal together and afterwards go to his or my place. Filip made it clear he wanted to have sex with me and I was nobody to refuse such a sweet invitation. On our way to a restaurant he knew in the neighborhood, Filip suddenly came to a halt. He turned towards me, took me in his arms and kissed me passionately. He didn't care there were people passing by and neither did I.
-If you don't mind, I am hungry but what if we go to a fast-food. It will give us more time to eat other things afterwards.
I didn't know if that was to be taken as a romantic comment. It certainly had the advantage of being quite direct and to the point. We stooped at a famous fast-food chain, ordered our burgers and got out with them. Filip started to eat his while we walked to his place. I followed his example and as soon as we were in his apartment, he took a bottle of chilled white wine out of the fridge and served us both a glass. We toasted and before even having a sip of it, his lips were on mine. That man could kiss ! He transported me in a split second to sexual heaven, almost ripping the clothes off of my body and taking his off at the speed of light. If we only had followed our urges, we would have made love on the sofa, but he insisted that the bed was far more comfortable. He took me by the hand and led me to his bedroom.
His naked body was a dream come true. I don't exaggerate when I say he is the most beautiful man I ever laid eyes on. As I suspected when he was still fully clothed, he was perfectly proportioned. There was not an ounce of fat to be seen. His broad shoulders held that beautiful head of his. His arms and pecs were muscled without being exaggerated like a body-builder. He had a slim waist and his legs were strong but discrete. His pubes were indeed trimmed, just like his chest hair and his cock was beautifully erect with a nice scrotum hiding what seemed to be his heavy balls. For me he was the personification of perfection. Nonetheless, he complimented me on my body. Ok, I am in shape but I couldn't see the perfection in my body that he saw. The way Filip put his hands on my face to keep it where he wanted it, was endearing and when he kissed I could feel real love emanating from his mouth. His tongue entered my mouth, delicately and determined, going as deep as he could and dancing with mine. His lips were sensual and warm and the way he used them was driving me crazy. He didn't only kiss my lips and mouth. He kissed my entire face, ears and collarbone while his hands roamed over my body, discovering what he was getting. I mimicked most of his actions and was pleasantly surprised by the softness of his skin. Just like I had imagined it, I could play with the hair on his chest although it was trimmed quite short. I threw my head back when he kissed my neck, probably leaving a hickey that would be hard to hide. It was a Vampire kiss without the teeth.
He slowly went down on my body, leaving a trail of spit and kisses, paying a particular attention to my nipples that were directly wired to my cock that was painfully hard, but it was a very pleasurable pain. He licked my belly button as if it was the most wonderful thing to do and finally he was on his knees in front of me. He first looked at my hard member, complimenting how beautiful it was, how it would be a perfect fit for his mouth. He kissed my cock-head while squeezing my balls. The pressure he put on my taint made me produce more and more precum that he licked up as if it was the best taste he ever had in his mouth. I had my hands on his head, desperately trying to trust my cock between his lips, but he resisted. It was obvious he wanted to do this at his own rhythm, a slow one at that, increasing my excitement by the second. I watched him kissing and licking my shaft that was throbbing like never before. If he wasn't careful, I would cover his face with my juices. Not only was he the most perfect man physically seen. He was also a Master of lovemaking and getting me to the edge several times in a row. He grabbed my wrists and held my hands behind my back, constantly teasing my rock-hard cock. It looked like an eternity before he opened his mouth wide and wrapped his lips around my manhood. His mouth was warm and moist. His tongue felt incredible while twirling around my mushroom head. He got closer and my cock disappeared inch by inch in his sensuous mouth, till his nose was buried in my pubes.
He mastered his throat-muscles and I could certainly feel it. It was just fantastic to feel him worship my erect flesh. The way he started to move up and down my shaft was making my knees weak. Filip pushed me down on my back on the bed as he sensed my knees were not strong enough anymore. I naturally spread my legs wide open to give him better access to my whole body and more particularly to my mid-section. I wanted to reciprocate the feelings I felt, but he gently pushed me back, saying he wanted to be egoistic and that this was his moment as he had wanted me from the moment I entered his consulting-room. Egoistic? My God! He was treating me like a king and made me feel things that, even at my age, were new to me. Never in my whole life had I had someone worshipping my body like he did.
For just a moment, he left my cock unattended. It was to lavish my balls with spit, taking them one by one in his mouth and then stretching his mouth wide open to have them both in that hot cavern. I could resist anymore and told him I was about to cum. My balls flipped out of his mouth and his lips were once again wrapped around my cock. The suction he put on my dick was far too good and I felt my balls retract in my nether regions, my cock becoming even harder and ten I exploded in the most incredible orgasm, filling his mouth with my seed. I pumped shot after shot and he swallowed most of it. He kept some of it in his mouth and came up to my face, kissing me and sharing my own cum with me. His hands were once again on my face and the caresses he was providing made me feel so good.
Filip broke the kiss and looked me in the eyes. He was smiling, telling me it was wonderful that he could use such a nice climax although, in his opinion, he had almost not touched me. He was totally unaware of his skills. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for yet another passionate kiss. I had just climaxed, but my cock wouldn't go soft and was pressed against his. I could actually feel his heartbeat in his hard member. I knew it was just the beginning of a long night of lovemaking. I wanted to feel more, live more, enjoy even more. I tried to flip him over on his back, but he resisted.
-Your turn will come, don't worry.
He then travelled downwards again, still in total control of what he was doing, waking every nerve ending on his way and keeping them as active as was humanly possible. He took my cock in his mouth again, cleaning it thoroughly, sucking out till the last drop of my orgasm, then licking my shaft and balls, preventing my cock to go soft. His magic tongue went further down, munching on my taint, sending electric waves through my whole body while he grabbed my ankles and opened my legs wide. My puckered hole was suddenly exposed for the world to see, but most of all for Filip. He looked at it in the same way he would admire a piece of art, slowly getting closer, observing the spasm of excitement I had in anticipation of what I knew would be coming. I grabbed my own ankles as to give him freedom with his hands that he put on my buttocks, caressing them. He hadn't even touched my rosebud and I was already moaning. His tongue was out of his mouth, aiming for my hole. He touched it softly and I was once again ready to shoot my load. His tongue went to work in earnest between my ass-cheeks, licking and even trying to push it in. My body was wriggling like a fish out of the water while Filip concentrated on giving me pleasure. Sometimes he went back to my cock to collect the precum that was oozing out like a faucet and then went back to my hole to make it wet and slippery. I had always loved it when guys were rimming me, but what Filip did was close to a whole new experience. I felt things that nobody ever made me feel. He was insatiable, eating out my ass as if it was the last meal of his life. I could feel that his fingers were very close to my opening as well and it was an added sensation when he thrusted them in together with his tongue.
Overwhelmed by what Filip was doing to my ass and wriggling like never before, I could feel my balls retract in my lower abdomen, warning me I was about to shoot a second load. I told Filip I was about to come again and he quickly moved from y ass to my cock and engulfed it to the root. While doing that and urging me to give him my juices again, his cock-head almost naturally positioned itself at my entrance. With one hand he grabbed his hard manhood and rubbed it up and down in my crack, smearing his abundant precum on my spasming entrance and slowly thrusted forward. Just the feeling of the pressure of his cock-head on my anus made me fill his mouth for the second time. He sucked and swallowed, swallowed and swallowed. I didn't know I could produce so much juice. Filip continued thrusting his cock at my entrance and with one stronger push, his cock-head passed my sphincter. I won't lie: it hurt. I agreed to feel that pain as I knew it would soon turn to pure pleasure. Filip was considerate enough to stay still till he could feel my ass-muscles relax. I took some deep breaths and tried to relax even more. His cock then began an excruciating slow entrance in my bowels. It seemed an eternity before he was completely in me. I hooked my ankles at his lower back to prevent him to get out of me. I felt so ... complete and full. I released the pressure of my ankles on his back so he could withdraw a little. He did, till only his mushroom head was the only thing left inside of me. He slowly thrusted in me again and this time rubbed my prostate. I cried out, out of pure ecstasy. My cock leaked more precum that his free hand smeared all over my shaft that once again refused to deflate.
Filip reached a good rhythm, not really slow but not really fast either, as if it had been consciously studied. He bent over and his lips touched mine. As the kiss became more and more passionate, the speed of his thrusts increased in speed as well. His hips were like a well oiled machine and he pumped into me. I was in heaven. This was the kind of lovemaking I would die for. I clenched my ass-muscles around his pumping cock, trying to give him at least half the pleasure he was giving me. Filip tireless continued his in and out movements till in his kiss I could feel his breath got heavier. I instinctively knew he was about to shoot his first load in me. I was waiting for it; I craved it. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him forcefully to me and kissing him with all I got, trying to make him understand I was loving it. Our chests were pressed together and I could feel that our heartbeats were fast and in unison. When it got even faster, I knew he was about to fill me with his load and I squeezed his cock even harder with my ass-muscles.
Finally, Filip threw his head back and with a last very hard thrust, he started to fill me up. I could feel his juices run through his hard-on. Spasm after spasm he unloaded without that his body moved an inch. The feeling was enormous and it triggered my third orgasm. Filip suddenly took a deep breath as if he had been holding it while emptying his balls. He then collapsed on me, kissing me as if his life depended on it. I hadn't realize it that we had been busy at it for over two hours. Completely exhausted, Filip's cock slipped out of me. He let himself glide from my body and lay next to me, with his head on my chest and desperately trying to catch his breath.
This had been the best ever lovemaking I had experienced in my life. I knew it was the first time with him, but certainly not the last time. I knew right there and then that I would want to have that magnificent cock back in my ass, but I wanted also to return the favor and deposit my seed in him. After a little while, I heard Filip softly snoring. It was obvious that if we slept like we were laying there, we would both regret it is the morning with the dried cum on our bellies. That detail suddenly became totally insignificant. I was happy to have him in my arms. I felt comfortable and relaxed. I just had had the best lovemaking ever. We were both incredulous about the praise we got from the other. I found Filip absolutely gorgeous and apparently he had the same opinion about me. It didn't matter and I let myself drift into dreamland.
The next morning we got up far too late. Filip had patients to see. We had completely forgotten to switch-on the alarm-clock. There was no time for a morning sex-session. We only took a very short time to shower and Filip insisted we took it separately, otherwise he would be far too late at his practice. We just had time for a coffee and we were out of the door. Just before we left, each his own way, we had a simultaneous question coming out of our mouths.
-When will I see you again?
We quickly agreed that Filip would come over to my place as soon as he was finished with his work and then, there on the street, we kissed each other passionately.
I walked home (it was not that far) and immediately started to work again as I was full of energy. Good lovemaking does that to me and sleeping with Filip had been wonderful. I had almost forgotten what it was to sleep with someone. I always thought that sleeping in a strange bed with someone you just met, makes it a difficult night rest. With Filip it had been the opposite. Around midday I got a Whatsapp message from Filip.
"What did you do to me? I can't put you out of my head!"
I smiled. I was happy to have such an effect on someone. I sent him an ironic answer.
"What head?"
I wasn't surprised to get an immediate answer.
"Both!"
"I am happy to be soooo `present' !"
As Filip was coming for dinner and more, I was busy in the kitchen as I wanted to prepare one of my specialities. It was not that I wanted to impress him. I just wanted him to want to come back as much as possible. Was I falling for him? In a sexual way I certainly was. We still had to discover each other in other ways. Lovemaking is great, but it was not the only thing that could make it work between us.
To be continued...
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