Tom Gets Spit Roasted at the Bookstore
This is part of an ongoing story over multiple Categories with common characters.
Ding!
I looked at my phone and saw a text from Aaron, one of my favs.
"Back in town?"
"Yep. What's up?" I texted back.
"Me. Not now but later tonight. Interested?"
When was I not interested in Aaron?
"In n Out?" I sent.
"LOL. Maybe after dinner. Yeah, In n Out burgers sounds great. I like it protein style."
"I know you do. LOL. 5:30? There or here?" I texted.
"Your place. I'll grab the grub and meet you there."
"Cool. Looking forward to it."
I bet he was too.
After we finished our dinner, we grabbed a beer and turned on the TV. Oh yeah, we were going to fuck, suck at least, but it's good to let your food rest first.
"So, Tom," Aaron said. "I have an idea but not sure how good is it."
"Okay, what is it?"
Aaron took a drink. "Well, I thought you and I could go down to the bookstore and one of us could get a newbie to follow us in."
"Go on."
"Then we'd be in the other booth and I could fuck you in the ass, or you could fuck me, while one of us sucked the newbie's cock."
Aaron looked at me for a reaction. I thought it through for, oh I don't know, ten seconds, and said "Man, that sounds hot."
Aaron smiled and replied, "What works for you?"
"Maybe tomorrow or Tuesday?" Early in the week was kind of good to go to the bookstore as that's when the locals were out. Weekends are good for the visitors. Problem with that was it was near impossible to meet a newbie and line him on a regular basis. I mean, I have a couple of out of towners that breeze into town and we hook up. But not consistently, "Yeah, Monday or Tuesday works for me." I said.
Aaron drained his drink, looked at me and asked, "Want to fuck?"
I laughed and replied, "Anywhere, anytime, anything buddy, you've earned it."
And he had. As I had mentioned to Oliver, take it slow and everything in its time. Aaron and I had started out at the bookstore by chance, went to a regular thing, ass fucking, trannies in Vegas, spit roasting and being spit roasted. Which was why I was interested in his bookstore idea.
We went to the bedroom; Aaron was pretty familiar with the room and pulled out the black dildo and lube. We have been at it for a long time, were incredibly careful and we didn't need condoms anymore. Besides we both like cum in every hole we had.
Aaron slipped out of his clothes as I did. I walked over to him, turned him around and pulled him close. His hand went down to my hard cock as I leaned in and licked his lips, sliding my tongue into his mouth. Like I said, everything in its time.
We kissed for a bit then I started going down his neck, kissing and licking, my hand now on his hard, thick cock. Slowly I got down to his nipples, now hard, and licked/bit them, first one then the other. He moaned; I stroked his cock.
"Fuck I miss this," he said.
"You have other guys though," I said between kisses, I moved lower.
"Yeah, but you know you're my favorite."
Down his chest, lick, kiss then down lower and slow. That's one reason Aaron's my favorite. He likes taking it slow to build up our cum. I've got other guys, especially the newbies that just go right down to sucking a cock or wanting you to go right down on it. Suck, suck, suck...bam! All over.
Not with Aaron. As I went down, I would wet my hand and stroke his cock. Past his belly button now, right above his crotch. I lingered a little then I slid my tongue over his cock head. Right under the part where the head splits, lick, lick then over the top. Head in my mouth, down to the bottom of the head, then back out of my mouth.
"Oh, fuck," he whispered. I looked up and saw his hands on his nipples, something that we shared in common. When they get hard, your cock throbs.
"What do you want Aaron?" I asked. "What do you want first?"
"Suck it bro', long and slow," he replied.
"And if I do, will you fuck my ass?" I asked knowing full well his answer.
"Oh yeah, I'll fuck that ass."
"Then I'll fuck yours," and down I went taking the thick, hard, and hot head of his dick back into my mouth. This time I went straight down the halfway point and stopped. I cupped his balls, massaged them like he likes it and swallowed his cock. Tight. Wet. Over and over, two, three times I swallowed. Down I went, down to the bottom or as deep into my mouth as I could get it, touching my throat. I swallowed again two, three times then quickly slid up, fast, until only the head of his dick was in my mouth.
He moaned, took in a deep breath. I knew his cum was building up. I squeezed his balls then started to go up and down his shaft not slow but not fast. Just the speed that makes your balls ache, your cock throb. Fuck! I love sucking his dick.
After a few minutes of doing this Aaron placed his hands on my shoulder and pushed me away. I knew what that meant. I smiled, slid onto the bed, pillow shoved under my ass, legs hanging off the edge.