My lover comes to me naked, his flaccid cock dangling deliciously between his legs, his strong, smooth body moving confidently. He drops to his knees and looks up at me expectantly as he begins to gently massage my upper legs and thighs, patiently working his hands toward my crotch where my erection steadily grows into a bulge beneath my jeans. Although the anticipation is overwhelming, he is deliberate in taking his time opening up my pants and pulling out my cock, exposing me to the cool air of the room and his warm, tender touch. I feel his fingers mingle over my shaft as he explores my hot, hard flesh, licking his lips in expectation of what's to come. He's eager to please and wants me to give him all I have, asking for nothing in return.
When he takes me into his mouth, I feel the warmth and wetness and it sends a rush of pleasure through me. He's patient, gentle, and knows how to please a man. I make no effort to reciprocate, standing by with content, absorbing the delightful pleasure of being serviced by my willing and passionate lover. I watch his head bob as he strokes me with his mouth, feel his fingers holding my shaft and fondling my balls as his tongue licks at my cockhead and he leaves a glaze of saliva on my shaft that cools as it evaporates for an additional erotic sensation.
We move to a nearby lounge chair and I recline as my lover takes position between my legs. With my shirt removed, he lets his hands wander over my smooth chest, titillating my nipples as he continues to tease my cock with his lips, tongue, and teeth, nibbling ever so gently on my firm manhood standing proud for his expert caress. Again, I do not interfere, relaxed and watching myself receive this oral performance with a smile of satisfaction and a feeling of euphoria at experiencing this episode of lust-driven man-love, this taboo of once fantasy now turned reality.
His passion on my shaft increases as he builds me to a sustainable erection. It's been said that only a man knows how to really take care of another man, and I believe that to now be true. He knows just how hold me, just how to stroke me, just how much pressure to apply, when to work me up and back me off, how to hit all the tender, sensitive spots...because he knows his own manhood and where those spots are. He doesn't have to explore or experiment, he knows exactly where to go the first time, every time, and it keeps the arousal constant.
