More Lie Men #2

For a moment after I woke up, I was disoriented. It was quiet. The quiet stillness of early morning, right at dawn. Light filtered lazily through the shades, casting patterns across the wall, somehow accenting the peacefulness in my room. I closed my eyes.

Then I remembered. I remembered the shock of being propositioned by my heretofore straight roommate. And the even greater shock of discovering that I wanted him, too! The feeling of our naked bodies pressed together. The intensity and strength with which he took me.

I felt a shiver streak down my scalp and limbs to my fingertips and toes. Fuck.

How was I supposed to feel about this? I wasn't gay. Was I?

I played through scenes in my head, going back through memories of my past, looking for clues that could possibly explain what had happened the previous night.

From the other side of the bed, to my back, Gabe sighed and shifted positions in his sleep. I turned and looked at his peaceful face and disheveled hair. His bare shoulders peaking out from the covers.

Well, whatever was going on, I knew one thing. No one had ever made me feel the way Gabe did last night. And if that was any indication of how I should feel about this, then I knew I was right where I should be.

I rolled over to face Gabe, trying not to disturb him. I laid my head down on my pillow, mere inches from him, and just watched him sleep. His breaths were long and deep and the sheets over his chest rose and fell.

I'm not sure how long I lay there, soaking up the moment. A few minutes or an hour. But after a while, Gabe's eyes fluttered open. He blinked, getting his bearings, then he looked at me, grinning sleepily.

"Good mooorning!" he said, accented by an arching of his back in a stretch. "God, I can't remember the last time I slept that well! Must have been worn out for some reason." His smile was teasing and confident. He rolled onto his side so he was facing me. "How about you?"

I returned his smile. "Like a dream," I said.

Gabe looked at me for a moment. Kind of like I had looked at him while he had been asleep. Studying. Then he raised his hand and placed it gently on my cheek. "Last night was incredible."

My skin tingled at his touch. I nodded, maintaining eye contact with him. As he leaned forward to kiss me, I closed my eyes and inclined my head, meeting his lips with mine. The kiss was soft, tender. Unlike the hunger and intensity of the night before, but in some way even more sensual. He kissed my top lip, hardly opening his mouth, but pressing his lips into mine. I felt his whiskers scratching my chin. An odd sensation.

His hand slid from my cheek into my hair, and he pulled my face into his, kissing me again, opening his mouth wider to taste more of me. I matched him, willing him to keep going but savoring the thrill of anticipation.

I extended my hand and placed it on Gabe's side under the covers, feeling the warm softness of his skin. I ran my hand along his side, up to his shoulder, then down to his bare hip and then the round curve of his ass. I felt him tense, either involuntarily or for my benefit. We continued to kiss, though somewhat absentmindedly. Both of us were focused on the touch of my exploring hand on Gabe's body.

I eased closer to him, our bodies parallel, facing one another. I wanted to feel him against me. And I did. Before our bodies met, I felt his penis press into my thigh, semi hard, and felt it twitch slightly at contact. I slid closer, pinning his long shaft between our thighs. My own penis, apparently a bit more aroused at the moment, sandwiched between our lower stomachs. I spread my fingers over his toned ass and pulled him forward against me, pushing with my hips and grinding gently. He responded in kind, slowly pushing into my leg. I felt his pulse in his cock, as with each heartbeat it grew harder.

Gabe wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into a tight embrace, pressing me into his muscular chest. I felt his tongue breach my lips and trace the roof of my mouth, sending another chill down my spine. I opened my mouth slightly farther, inviting more. He responded with increased intensity, taking control of my mouth and probing me with his tongue. A metaphor for what he really wanted to do to me, I thought.

For several moments we lay against each other, locked together in restrained urgency. Resisting our urges for more and soaking in anticipation. My hand wandered across Gabe's naked ass, his muscles clenching as he pushed into me. I slid my fingers slowly up and then down the small of his back, tracing the valley at its center, and then down to his ass again, still following the trail and sliding my fingers between his butt cheeks. Gabe moaned against my mouth as my fingers found his asshole. I spread my hand over his ass cheek and squeezed, slightly opening him up.

Gabe pulled away from our kiss and smiled somewhat sheepishly. "Hold up. Maybe take it easy down there this morning. I'm not sure I've recovered from last night yet."

I laughed, acutely aware of the soreness I felt as well. "Hmmm." I mocked disappointment, and then thoughtfulness. "Well, ok. I can be gentle." With a sly smile, I released Gabe and pushed him onto his back. He grinned, wondering what I had in store, and lay back on his pillow, as I straddled him.

As the sheets slid off Gabe's body, a fresh wave of appreciation and admiration washed over me. I soaked up the sight of his bare chest and subtle abs. The strength in his shoulders as his arms extended to touch my naked hips on top of him.

I placed my hands against his chest and slid them over his pecs. His muscles were hard under my touch, and I felt the ridges and valleys they formed on the surface of his skin. His nipples hardened almost instantly in the cool air and pressed against my fingers and palms. Gabe watched my eyes as I studied his body, a smile on his face, obviously enjoying my approving attention.

He ran his hands down from my hips and over my thighs with a gentle squeeze. His eyes roamed down my body to my cock extending out towards him. I felt acutely aware of my nakedness and fought the urge to cover myself. I forced myself to hold still, to allow his eyes to possess me, giving myself to him in a way I had never really considered.

"Fuck." He said, finally. "You have one amazing dick, bro." He laughed, a little awkwardly, and I laughed, too, both of us feeling a little strange at the newness and slight discomfort with our new-found "interests."

I leaned forward, supporting myself on his chest and intentionally angling my hips so my cock pressed into him. "Well, I'm glad you like it. It is yours now, after all. Wouldn't want to leave you unsatisfied." I lowered my mouth to his and kissed him gently, feeling his smile against my lips. Without pausing long, I kissed his cheek, and then his neck. I slid my hips down his body, running my crotch across his skin until I felt his hard cock against mine, our shafts against each other. I pushed forward, grinding my dick into his, gently, as I kissed his neck and jawline. I felt his moan vibrate against my lips, and I moaned back. His hands rose to my hips, feeling them roll against him, urgency rising in both of us.

Finally, I pulled away and slid the rest of the way down his body, positioning myself on my belly between his legs, his twitching dick laying heavily on his belly right in front of my face. I looked it over and then looked up at Gabe's face with a smile. The look he returned was one of pure desire and practically desperation. "Please," it said.

Reaching forward, I slid my fingers over his balls at the base of his dick and wrapped them around his shaft. Holding just the shaft at the base, I lifted his cock off his belly so it stood up into the air in front of me.

Shit, he was big.

I looked past his dick at him and smiled, knowing my teasing was driving him crazy. "Fuck!" I said, teasingly. "You have an AMAZING dick, bro!"

He laughed, throwing his head back on the pillow in exasperation. "God damn it! Are you just going to fucking look at it!?"

I laughed. "Don't worry, big guy. I'll make sure you're well taken care of." I wiggled his cock side to side, watching it swing heavily in front of my face.

Finally, I leaned forward and slid my tongue up the underside of his dick, starting at the base where my fingers held him at attention and stopping when his shaft met his swollen head. He groaned, impatiently, and his penis twitched in my hands. I smiled. I noticed the way the veins along his shaft strained against his smooth skin and created a texture against my tongue. I felt its weight and substance as I held him erect in my hand. I slid my tongue up him again.

This time when I stopped just short of his head, I lingered on his frenulum, lightly running my tongue back and forth over the thin band of skin, barely allowing my tongue to brush the underside of his glands. I knew the teasing, tingling sensation this was causing him and smiled to myself, my tongue still rubbing him gently. He moaned softly, his head back on the pillow, his arms laid out on either side.

I cupped his balls with my other hand and continued to lick his frenulum. Back and forth. Up and down. I knew the roughness of my taste buds was just enough to send shivers of pleasure through him. I slid my fingers on either side of his balls and held them in my hand. Then I slid my fingers along the trail of sensitive skin leading to his ass, stopping just short of his anus, then backtracking to his balls again.

"Fuuuuuck," Gabe's moan escaped his lips as he absentmindedly opened his legs slightly more.

"Gentle enough?" I asked, teasing.

"God...damn...just right." He drawled. "I don't know what the fuck you're doing, but whatever it is feels insane. No one has ever touched me like that."

I smiled and kissed the underside of his dick head. "Then just get comfortable and enjoy. We're going to take this nice and slow."

A drop of precum was forming on the tip of his cock. I slid my thumb over the slick liquid and started rubbing my thumb against his frenulum slowly, wrapping my fingers around his shaft.

My other hand roamed, exploring his lower abs, legs and ass. Rubbing, squeezing, caressing, and returning periodically to cup and hold his balls.

Soft moans escaped his lips at my persistent, intimate touching. I alternated between tongue and thumb, rubbing and licking. He continued to lay back, completely absorbed in the gentle pleasure.

"God, you're dick is so fucking hot," I cooed softly, feeling Gabe's arousal increasing with each second. "So thick and strong and hard. So powerful." His breathing was starting to quicken and I watched his chest rising and falling. "I love feeling it throbbing in my hand, so hungry and ready. So full of hot, thick cum. So ready to cum for me." I rubbed him harder, still limiting my attention to his frenulum, knowing the desperation with which he wanted more, to be thrusting inside me and taking me. But I was in control, and I was having too much fun to let him have his way. I smiled to myself as his hips began slightly moving, bucking gently against my hand. Gabe didn't open his eyes, but I knew he was getting close.

"Come on, baby. Cum for me." I commanded, rubbing my tongue hard against the underside of his cock head. "Fucking cum for me, Gabe."

He was moaning now and his dick twitched in my hand. He was on the verge. At the last second, I closed my lips around his cock and sucked him hard, coaxing him to climax.

"Ah... God!" He tensed at the feeling of my mouth around him and lifted his head to see it for himself. "God... Fuck..." The veins on his neck stood out with strain, and every muscle in his body tensed with violent pleasure, a sight that would have sent shivers through me if I wasn't so focused.

His cock exploded into my mouth, pumping spurts of cum against the top of my mouth and back of my throat. The feeling made gag, but I forced myself to keep him in my mouth. So fucking hot. His cum started to fill up my mouth and ooze out around his shaft. I stopped sucking and felt his dick pulsing as he unloaded the last drops.

I slid his dick out of my mouth, copious amounts of cum and saliva smeared on it, then stroked his rapidly softening erection, feeling it start to go limp in my hand.

I gulped a breath of air and swallowed what was left in my mouth and smiled, feeling drivel run down my chin. Gabe was gasping for air, looking down at me, a stupid grin painted on his face as he recovered. He watched me lower my mouth to his cock once more and lick away the mess. He ran his hand through my hair, watching me breathlessly.

I rose to my knees, releasing his dick, which fell limply before him. Gabe rose to a sitting position, his legs on either side of me and raised his mouth to mine in a kiss. I knew he tasted his own cum in my mouth, but he purposely lingered, running his tongue into my mouth and meeting my own tongue with his.

I pulled away and smiled down at him. "How's that for a good morning?" I laughed.

He smiled back and cupped my ass in his hands with a squeeze. "Unbelievable." He said. "And the best part is, we have the entire day ahead of us."