Austin, Texas
The weather in Austin was unusually warm. Who would think that on January 29th you would see people roaming around the streets in short sleeve shirts and shorts? All along Town Lake men and women were running bicycling and laying on the grass catching some rays. I love to watch the women joggers with large breasts. Their tits seem to bob up and down like a cork on a fishing line as they run. And of course, the young guys running in their onionskin shorts look very inviting. The bike shorts are the best as they clink to their asses and give you some idea of the size of their manhood. I guess I could sit here all day and watch all the bodies pass by.
Anyway, I called my friend in Westlake. I met him my last trip to Austin and went over to his house on the cliffs of Westlake. He had a great home with a pool. And some very interesting friends that did not hide their sexually or their bodies. I enjoyed the afternoon and the sights and sounds, but was a little uncomfortable with so many guys around. Not that I did have my fantasies while watching them. I could go for a pile of nude guys all paying attention to me. But in reality, not sure I could feel safe in that environment.
So the phone rang a couple of times and he answered. He was glad to hear from me and we talked for a while about why I was in Austin and how sorry he was for the difficult situation I had to deal with. He suggested I come over and get away from it all. He promised NO other people would be around and I could just relax. I agreed and headed over to his house. The traffic is terrible in Austin so it took twice as long as it should. I parked and walked up to the house. Before I could knock he opened the door and invited me in. He gave me a brief hug and I followed him thru the house and out on the back patio. He had a couple of glasses with ice and a pitcher sitting on the table.
"Margarita?" he asked holding up the pitcher.
"Sure" I replied as he was already pouring the greenish liquid in the glasses. He handed me one and toasted, "Cheers!"
I took a big drink from the glass and it easily slid down my throat. The salt and lime made the alcohol tart and delicious. It was too good and going down too easy. After a couple of swallows, half my glass was empty. He didn't ask and just topped off my glass with more. We talked for a while about all the things I was doing and he suggested some options to help. When he talks his voice sort of puts you in a calming trace. While I was listening to him, I was also drawn to him. His mouth was very pleasing and one side of his mouth would rise up when he talked. His upper lip would separate from the lower lip at one corner and I found it very sexy. Anyway, next thing I heard was he asking if I wanted to take a swim.
I said "sure". He just got up, pulled his polo shirt over his head, dropped his shorts and walked butt naked to the edge of the pool. His butt had a slight tan line and cute cheeks. A little hair only made it sexier. I pulled off my shirt, took off my shoes, socks and Levi's and finally dropped my briefs. I am a little self conscious of my beer gut so got to the pool and just jumped in. Wow, while the sun was shining and it felt like summer, the water felt like I was jumping into Barton Springs. I had goose bumps on goose bumps.
"It doesn't warm up as much as in the summer months." He said walking around in the water. "But it does feel good and I like to swim a couple times a week in winter and almost every day doing spring and summer. I thought about heating it, but it is too expensive and I would not use it any more than I do now." He continued as he tread water. He swam over to the steps and got out. I watched his wet body as he crossed the patio, got a couple plastic glasses and poured us a couple more drinks. As he walked back I got a good look at his cock. It hung down very nicely and would swing back and forth while he walked. His pubic hair looked like it was probably slightly trimmed. His cock looked very erotic.
He got to the pool, bent over and handed me my glass. He was close and I was just looking up at him and his cock. His cock was cut and had a large head on it. When he squatted down to sit on the edge, his balls hung below his shaft and they too looked like they had been trimmed. He had very little hair on his balls. I could feel my cock stir underwater. Shit, I thought. Don't get a hard on now. He sat on the edge of the pool and dangled his feet in the water. As we talked and drank our margaritas I would steal a glance at his cock. It seemed to be a little bigger than before. Not hard but a little bigger. I think he was also getting a little aroused.
He sat his drink down and slid into the water. He swam across the pool and back. When he got to edge he was standing next to me leaning on the pool edge. As we drank our drinks, he could feel his thigh against mine. I was getting a hard-on. He lifting his drink to his mouth and turned towards me. His cock brushed against my thigh and he sipped his drink. I got my drink and turned towards him. My cock brushed his. We did not say anything as our cocks touched. As his glass left his mouth, he leaned forward and kissed me. His tongue slid between my lips and I kissed him back. As he kissed me, his hips pressed forward grinding our now hard cocks together.
Still kissing, he sat his glass down and I felt his hand circle my waist, cup my ass and he pulled us together. I put mine down and put my arms around him. I pressed my tongue into his mouth and caressed his mouth and tongue. I slid my hand down his back and found that beautiful ass of his. His butt was firm and each cheek felt so round. I gasped and caressed his smooth butt. He even moaned into my mouth when my hand slid up between his cheeks. He moved one of his hands off my ass and down between our bodies. He grabbed my hard cock and stroked me. Then he moved to my balls and cupped them and rolled them around with his fingers. God, he was driving me fucking crazy.