I had not heard from nor seen Steve since our original week end with Ben.
His wife Sara and I had hooked up and he had led me to think it was fine with him, but I was wondering if he was having second thoughts.
So it was with mixed emotions when I saw his name and number on my caller ID.
Answering I said: "Hi Steve what's up with you, everything OK?" I was trying to keep it light in case he was unhappy with Sara's' and my liaison.
"Yeah, I'm OK, but this job is really getting me down. If you aren't too busy and it isn't an imposition think I could drop by and just dump this shit?"
"Sure you wouldn't just like to dump a load?" I said relieved that this wasn't about something I had done.
Now he was laughing and said: "I knew there was something I liked about you, you are a real smart ass aren't you?"
"That I am. Where are you and when can I expect you?" I continued.
"I'm still at work but leaving any minute. Would it be OK if I showered there? We have a locker room but just want to get out of here." He tells me.
"That won't be any problem, I need one myself, should I wait or would you rather some privacy?" I probed to see where and how far this might go.
I honestly was in awe of his big cock and had been lusting to get some of it all to myself.
"No, having someone to massage my back and shoulders would be just what I need, thanks" He says hanging up.
I was getting excited now. I knew I couldn't suck all of that big cock yet and no way would it fit in my butt but just feeling it would be a treat.
It seemed like forever but must have been less than an hour before Steve arrived. When I opened the door he looked like a beaten man. I knew he had a high level executive's job of some type but didn't know much else.
Knowing he shared my love of a dry martini, I met him at the door with one.
He dropped his jacket and bag.
We shared a tight hug and I ushered him to an easy chair. I had a joint rolled and we fired it up and passed it back and forth and had a couple of martinis before either of us spoke.
"So what is going on, bud?" I asked.
He went on to explain how he was working with a variety of people who didn't share his drive and enthusiasm.
After a while he paused and realized he had been talking for some time. He apologized and said: "Sorry John, I didn't mean to dump all of this on you, we hardly know each other."
"Steve I am really honored you feel comfortable with me to be able to do this. Sex aside I felt we had a real connection during our week end together with Sara and Ben and to be honest when you called I thought you might have a problem with Sara's' and my time together. So, I was relieved that you weren't coming over to kick my ass. I was glad to listen." I told him.
"John, Sara and I have a real special relationship. We are very open and honest with each other. We know that sex has nothing to do with love and she really does love a good butt fucking and I just can't do it without hurting her. But she did tell me you were a very tender and giving lover."
Embarrassed now I said: "Just how much did she tell you?"
Smiling he said: "She told me everything!" He accented the everything.
"And I want the same treatment if you are up for that. I am not trying to be a dick but because of my size, everyone wants me to be the top in things and every once in a while I want to just be fucked, as embarrassing as that is to admit."
"Wow, this is something. I expect you to be mad, then not sure how we will do this and this is an unexpected turn. If I can be honest too, I have been fantasizing about your big cock and how much I would like to handle it. I have always been a little hung up on my size and even though I always seem to get my partners off wish I had a bigger cock." I confessed.
"Dude, you sucked me off a couple of times and were as good as any and Sara
was still wet when she came home from fucking you and the embarrassing confessions continue. I want you to do me like you did her and then you can do anything you want to my cock. Just let me be passive and fuck me senseless."
Now I was into this, all my foolish fears gone, so I said: "Lets' hit the shower and let the pleasure begin!"
We quickly got to the shower and as the water was warming we stripped each other. As soon as we were naked I had to hold that cock. Soft it was as big as mine hard. He didn't seem to mind the difference in our sizes as he was stroking me to hardness quickly.
As we jumped under the water I filled one of my hands with soft soap and handed him the bottle. I spread the soap between my hands and started to cover his chest with it building up a nice lather. He was doing the same thing to me but was letting me lead. When I got to his crotch I added more soap and covered his now hard cock and ball sack. I spread the lather between his legs as far as his ass hole and worked it up good. Before he could get worked up I had him rinse and he did the same to me.
I then had him turn around and started at his arm pits and then over the shoulders, down his back but skipped right past his ass to his legs. He moaned in what I could only think was disappointment.
After I did his legs I relathered and spread the lather all over his ass, caressing and needing the cheeks well. I then ran some soap directly to his ass crack and worked it up and down. He spread his legs and pushed his ass out to my caress. I worked his anus gently and then increased the intensity until I felt his anus relax and started working a finger, then two and finally three into him. I hoped he had forgotten all his troubles of the job and was lost to my attention.
Wanting to enjoy this in bed I had him rinse off and he pretty much did the same to me. We turned off the water and dried each other off without speaking.
I took his magnificent cock into my hand and led him to my bed.
"Just relax and leave this all to me and tell me anything you want done." I said smiling.
