He arrives at my house. I'm waiting by the window, my body is tense with anticipation. He's been here before, many times. This somehow feels different, it always does. Whenever we're together, I feel like it's the first time. Feeling his body with mine, exploring the gentle curves and sharp definition of his muscles makes me shiver every time.
Instead of using the doorbell, he knocks. The rhythm of which tells me he's ready too...
Knock knock knock knock....knock knock.
I grin. He's just as horny as I am!
We've been texting all day, sharing pics, sharing descriptions of what we're going to do with each other...to each other.
I open the door. I see him smile while biting his lower lip, he's striking a pose, like he's some gay porn star; hips jutted out to one side, sunglasses staring down at the ground while he slowly turns his gaze toward my hungry eyes.
"Fuck!" I proclaim, stepping down to his level, I grab his already hardening bulge and plant a kiss on his waiting lips. I want him so bad. I've wanted him all day, all week! Both my hands move to the back of his head as my fingers weave their way through his short hair. He moves the other direction, cupping my ass.
Our tongues are deep inside each other, moving around and guided only by the passion we both feel for each other. The excruciating buildup of anticipation finally nearing an end.
I love this man. I love the way he makes me feel. I love the desire in his eyes when he looks at me. I love spending time with him, I love fucking him. I love my wife too, and they love each other. She started this whole relationship and we've only grown closer as it blossomed into soo much more than we could have imagined.
My hands find their way to his belt and quickly undo it, followed by a masterful unbuttoning and unzipping of his designer jeans. (He's so stylish!). I pull down the front of his pants, slide his briefs to the side and drop to my knees and take him in. Immediately, my body is rewarded with a rush of hormones, egging me on in this public display of erotic pleasure. The excitement of sucking him on my front porch is intoxicating. Guarded only by a thin veil of bushes and tree limbs, he doesn't cower, or scold me for this. No, he presses further, thrusting his hips toward my gaping, eager mouth.
I feel his already excited cock stiffen even more. This won't do, I want so much more of him. I want his whole self, body and mind, but I'll settle for just one of those for now. I quickly stand up and take his cock in my hand as if it were a leash. I head inside, leading him along the hallway and into the main part of the house. He trails along with an excited smile, like an eager puppy following his master to the treat jar.
My mind races, trying to think of which room to best continue my work. I think about the taste of his cock in my mouth, the feel of his warm member. My heart is beating like crazy and I want nothing more than to taste and feel his release inside me, but I also want to savor the experience. We don't get to be together too terribly often and I want this to last as long as possible. The bedroom. I want us both to be comfortable as I pleasure myself by pleasuring him.
I try to slow my pace as we make the short trek to the bedroom.
We finally reach the bedroom, me tugging his rock hard cock toward the bed, beckoning him to lie down. Without direction, he lifts his hips so I can remove his pants, leaving on his silky briefs, pulled to the side. He sits up and takes off his shirt, revealing his beautiful toned body. I quickly remove my own clothes, throwing them all over the place in my excited state of hunger.
He reclines with a knowing grin on his face, rubbing his crotch while he lays back onto the silky, warm, decorative pillows. I pounce onto his delicious body and kiss my way from his groin all the way up to his excited mouth. We kiss in ecstasy, the heat of our desire fueling our quick and changing movements. As we make out, he embraces my upper body and cradles my neck. My hands find their way to his cock and grasp his meaty shaft. Dick in hand, it's very difficult to focus on anything else, so I decide to escape his loving embrace and work my way down to fulfill my long awaited desire.
The taste of his precum is like candy to my lips. The slick and sweet sensations I experience nearly makes me orgasm right there. I usually love the taste of his sex, but the insane build up we've been working in all day has made the experience insatiable. My esophagus massaging his full length down my throat, I want more, I need more. I grasp his balls and pull them toward the nearly full opening of my mouth. The tip of my tongue sneaks out to gently massage them. It takes every ounce of will I have to remove him and take a breath. As much as I want to feel his cum shoot down my throat, I also don't want to pass out.
When I pull him out, the smile that grows on my face gets even bigger when I look into his eyes and see nothing but pure desire.
"Slow down baby!"
My lover says as I'm gasping for breath, still stroking with my lips in contact with his frenulum. My tongue slides out to tease his aching cock.
He quickly pulls away, moving his face toward mine.
"Let me suck you too. I want you to cum with me."
We settle into a sideways 69. Both our heads are rested on the others inside leg.
I'm so God damned horny that my dick has never left full mast. He takes my swollen cock in his warm mouth as I re-up on my efforts. It's now a bit of a competition!
With such a strong lead, I take the time to slowly lick from base to tip, curving my tongue to cover as much area as possible. The silky feel of his warm cock is like heaven on my tongue. The steady stream of nectar coming from his tip is intoxicating.
