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This is a story where gay men have sex. If this is not your choice, or you are too young to read it, or it is prohibited where you live, please leave now. ______________________________________________________________________
"What a weekend!"- II
It was a busy morning at work. Having a Monday holiday always made it hard to catch up. Then, yesterday, Tuesday, I worked hard and seemed to catch up a bit. It must have been almost noon when Roger came to my office and reminded me we were going to have lunch together today, his treat. I could tell from his big smile that he expected some more hot tales of my weekend in Palm Springs.
We rushed to the same restaurant where we ate yesterday. Our drink orders were taken along with repeats of yesterdays entrées. As soon as the waiter left our table, Roger looked around the restaurant to be sure no one was close enough to hear me, then asked, "Please continue with Round Two of the saga of Palm Springs."
I must have smiled, then began, "After our short tour of Palm Springs, and visiting the art museum, we went home to rest. Of course, we didn't rest. I had barely gotten undressed when my host led me to bed. I lay back, intending to take a short nap, when I felt his hands on my head, turning my lips toward his waiting lips. He kissed me gently, at first, then more passionately. His hands roamed my chest, one pausing at my nipple. He bent down and sucked on that nipple. He stroked the other nipple, then began to hold it tighter and pull gently. Of course, my cock stood up proud.
"He kissed a nipple, then began to suck it while rubbing the other nipple with his free hand. Both nipples are wired to my cock, and it began to bounce around, hitting my stomach and his arm. He licked down to my navel, stuck his tongue in, then moved down to my balls, carefully skirting my very hard cock. I felt his tongue lick each ball, then one got sucked into his mouth. The other soon joined the first in his mouth. His tongue was stroking them. His hands stroked my chest. I was turned on big!
"He rubbed gently between my legs and moved up to my hole. He pushed my legs back so my hole was facing him. He licked it, pushing his tongue a bit, but not entering. Then, gently, he lowered my legs and touched the base of my very stiff cock with the tip of his tongue. It was just a very gentle push, but my hard cock jumped.
"He moved his tongue up to the head of my cock and barely touched the piss slit. I know I was leaking precum like an open fire hydrant. I could see him licking it up, and could feel the caress of his tongue. I would have been happy to have cum right then, but no, he kept me close and would not let me shoot. His tongue circled the head of my cock, touching the tenderest part on the bottom, where the last tag of the foreskin remained. I jumped. He held his position until I quieted down, then began to lick from the bottom to the top of my cock, rotating around the whole outside. He could tell I was close again, so he stopped with the head just barely in his mouth.
"We lay quiet for what seemed like several minutes, but was probably no more than a minute. When he sucked my cock down all the way to the root. He stopped there for a few seconds to be sure I wasn't about to shoot. Then he began to suck my cock in and out of his mouth very slowly. His trips up and down my cock had me hard and wanting to cum, but not as close to cumming as I expected.
“He grabbed another condom and the lube, lubed the tip of my cock, shrouded my cock with the condom, then lubed it and his ass. He straddled my body, pulled my cock down so his torso was above my cock, then brought his body slowly down to where his ass just touched my cock. Just a quick meeting and he lowered his ass down and over my cock. By now, he didn't need any special attention to open his ass. He just slid down.
"His ass was surprisingly tight. I loved every inch of it squeezing my cock as he sat down, resting his ass on my groin for just a few seconds. Then he slowly rose up, squeezing my cock with his tight ass. Once again he moved his ass from side to side and up and down, moving my cock around in his ass.
"He began to lower and raise his ass up and almost off my cock, still squeezing me. If I'd wanted to, I couldn't have gotten my cock out of his ass because he tightened up every time he raised up, and my cock's head was held firmly in his ass. It was wonderful.
"I looked up from his beautiful chest to his eyes. He was looking at me, smiling at me. I asked him how it felt. He told me it felt marvelous with my cock searching out places in his ass. I know I liked it...a lot! As he sped up his trips up and down my cock, I could see his cock getting very hard, the foreskin which had shrouded his soft cock had retracted. The whole head of his cock was exposed.
"A few drops of precum fell to my stomach. I picked them up on my thumb and tasted his precum. It was thick and sort of sweet. I grabbed his cock and began to stroke it with my right hand, and rubbed his balls with my left hand. His balls pulled up, as they do when you’re about to cum. He paused in this trips up and down my cock.
"I thrust my cock up his ass as far as I could just as he came, several hot blasts of cum fell to my chest and stomach. His ass had tightened up even more and that set me off. I came hard and many times. I don't know how many. I know it felt damn good, and I kept my hard cock in his ass while he took his cum from my chest and stomach and fed it to me. Then, carefully keeping my still hard cock in his ass, he bent over and kissed me. I shared some of his cum though our opened lips.
"My cock shrank and fell out of his ass. Damn! I wanted to stay in him, see if I could cum again, but no such luck. He removed the condom and placed it on the bedside table, alongside the others from last night. He had carefully tied them up with my cum still in them. It was an interesting line of cum filled condoms.
"He lay down on my body, kissed me and told me how much he had enjoyed feeling my cock adventuring in his ass. I laughed and told him I had never ventured so much in an ass before. He laughed and said we still had time this weekend for more venturing. Then he rolled off me, onto his side, and placed his head on my shoulder, his arm across my chest, and closed his eyes. I took the hint and rested up from the latest lovemaking. I felt fucked out, but good.
“We must have napped for an hour or more. I awoke and he said it was time for another shower. This time we washed each other, but no more fucking, just a little caressing and kissing.
“After we dried off, he told me we were going to a very good restaurant for dinner, and should wear casual clothes. I insisted I was going to pay, and he said he would let me choose the restaurant. I told him I didn’t know of any restaurant apart from the little snack shop at the museum. He told me he would be sure we went to a good one. He called for reservations.
"Once in his car, he drove downtown, or what I believe is downtown, to a restaurant on North Palm Canyon called Copley's. I was surprised how nice the evening was. We were offered a table outside and both agreed it would be good. The waiter came to take our drink orders just as a guitarist began to play some Spanish music by Villa Lobos. The guitarist played a variety of pieces during our dinner. I remember the names of some of the composers, Rodrigo and de Falla. My host knew them all and told me the names of the pieces and composers.
"The food was great, so was the wine that accompanied our steaks. Sitting outside we could look up into the heavens and enjoy the stars. Palm Springs doesn't have street lights on some of the streets, so you can look up and see stars just about anywhere you are at night. It reminded me of when I was a little boy, growing up in Oregon. My dad would take the family to a lake for a vacation. After dinner, we'd sit outside. I'd manage to get in my dad's lap, and he'd point out the constellations for me. He even told me some of the Greek mythologies that matched up with some of the constellations.
"When we had finished our dinner, and our after-dinner drinks, I paid the bill and we headed back to my host's home. I yawned a bit on the trip home, but tried not to act as tired as I felt. I don't know if my host heard the yawns. Neither of us seemed to say much as we headed home.
“At the house, he parked his car in the garage, opened the door to the kitchen for me to enter, then followed me in. He asked if I would like something to drink. I begged off, saying I wanted to brush my teeth and get ready for bed. He led me into his bedroom, where we both stripped out of our clothes and headed to the bathroom. He offered me the first use of the toilet, but I told him to go first. I began to brush my teeth while I could hear his piss. He finished and flushed the toilet while I finished brushing my teeth. Then I pissed while he brushed his teeth.
"He was flossing his teeth as I came back to the basin. He recommended it for making sure you wouldn't have dental problems. I told him I would try it tomorrow.
"We climbed into bed and he thanked me for dinner, then kissed me and put his head on my shoulder while rubbing his hand over my chest, giving particular attention to my nipples. Zing! My cock sprang up, ready to do its duty. His hand moved down to stroke it gently as it headed toward my stomach, hard as a rock.
“Oh,' he said, I guess somebody wants some attention." And, he bent down and sucked in my cock. I knew he had me. I was going to fuck him hard again. I couldn't resist."
Roger looked at his watch and said, "I guess we'd better get back to work. I've got to hear the rest of this story tomorrow."
"Fine," I said. "We'll finish the story and share the tab. Okay?" Roger nodded his approval as we walked rapidly out of the restaurant back to work.
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