I couldn't get my mind off of everything that had happened with Garrett at the adult video arcade. The intensity of the sex we had. The thrill of discovering that this straight stud was into having his big cock sucked, serviced, licked and deep throated by another man.
As he said: "Guys suck cock better than women do."
Even though he was in a relationship and had a young child with his women, he still needed more. A big cock like his needs a lot of attention!
I certainly gave my best the day we bumped into each other by chance.
In memory of that day with Garrett, I had lost count of the times I had jacked my own cock, cumming to the thought of all we had done.
I am married, but all my life, cock called me. it seemed the older I got, the louder it called. Maybe because I felt I didn't want to miss out on the thrill of sex with another man? Feeding my hunger.
I admit that servicing this stud's young, hung cock that day was a highlight for me without a doubt!
A couple of weeks went by. I thought about asking my neighbor if he had Garrett's number, however that wasn't needed as on the fourteenth day, I got a text from a phone number I didn't have in my contact list.
The text said: "If you don't mind, I'll stop by for a few minutes this morning."
No name, only the number. I suspected it might be from Garrett. I hoped it was, but there was the issue of my wife being at home.
I hung around home that Saturday morning and was suddenly relieved when My wife told me she was running out to pick up a few things. Did I want to go along?
I made up some lame excuse for not going with her. She had just barely left, turning the corner of our street when a motorcycle turned down our street from the opposite end. Garrett!
My heart started racing, my mouth was dry. I felt my nipples tighten up in arousal!
I had opened the door to watch my wife leave and then stepped out as Garrett pulled into our driveway and shut his bike down.
I watched as he climbed off his bike, turned toward where I was standing, and reached down to adjust his full crotch as he was walking towards me!
I was literally breathless, licking my dry lips as he walked towards me. my first words were: "My wife just left."
His answer was: "I know, I've been watching for that."
I was stunned speechless!
He continued: "I've been cruising your neighborhood the last couple of Saturdays, understanding the times she is away from home. She runs errands for at least an hour. That gives us plenty of time."
With that Garrett walked past me, and went into our house. Speechless, I followed.
He was waiting inside the door, and when I walked through, he closed the door behind me.
He turned towards me, both his hands on his full crotch, touching, adjusting, rubbing.
He said: "I need more of what you gave me at the video arcade."
I've been there a couple of times looking for you.
I swallowed hard and could only get out: "But my wife."
He said: "We have time."
With that, he pulled his t-shirt off over his head, revealing his upper body with all the muscles along with the tattoo artwork.
I swallowed again, but my eyes were glued to this magnificent man standing bare chested in front of me.
What could I do? Cock calls and here it was just inside my front door.
Garrett said: "Touch me, please." How could I resist an invitation like that?
I stepped forward, reaching out, my fingers automatically going to his tight nipples. I rubbed, caressed, rolled, pinched and then leaned down adding my tongue and lips, licking, kissing and suctioning them. As my mouth worked its magic, my hands were all over his chest, arms, biceps, shoulders and neck, rubbing and caressing.Touching the magnificence of his body.
I felt his hands in my hair, I heard and felt him sigh as he turned himself over to be pleasured by me.
He said: "Yes please. Don't stop. Just like that. Keep going."
This went on for some long minutes, then I felt Garrett's hands on me. He was touching me softly, his fingers and hands on my face, ears, shoulders, neck. His touch was sensuous and I found myself redoubling my efforts on pleasuring this man's upper body.
Then, his hands settled on the top of my shoulders. Softly pressing downward urging me to drop to my knees in front of him. The soft touch turned more urgent as he moaned from all of my effort on his chest and nipples.
I dropped down. My pleasure.
I looked up into his half closed eyes and then dropped my eyes to his crotch.
He had on 501 levi's, the kind with the metal buttons. With shaky fingers I unbuttoned the first, then the second, then the third button. There seemed to be something big inside those levi's, trying to get out.
With the third button undone I could tell Garrett had gone commando (again) as I could see the tangle of the beginning of his pubic hair. Thrilling!
The bottom shaft of his cock showed and I had to see more. Quickly, I unbuttoned the rest and tugged down his levi's.
His big cock popped out, the end wet with precum, fully erect hitting against my face. Now it was my turn to moan, and I did.
I tugged the pants down his legs as he held onto my shoulders for balance.
Here is what I wanted. Here is what I desired. Here was what I needed to feed my hunger.
I stopped for a couple of racing heartbeats to admire this big beautiful hard cock so close to my mouth.
Garrett looked down at me and said: "Suck my cock."
I realized my own dick was rock hard, tenting my shorts. I briefly rubbed against it, but time for that later.
Now, this was all about this man's pleasure, but mine too in service of him.
With reverence, I wrapped the fingers of both hands, one above the other around his shaft. it was like a living thing in my hands.