Visit with an "Old Friend"
It was Will who spoke first.
"
I am glad we ran into each other. I have so much to talk about. I need you to listen to me. It taken me a very, very, long time to come to this point. I have some things that I want to share - this is not a bad thing.
Over the years, I have deliberately put distance between us because I have struggled with our adventures. It is nothing that you have done - just me trying to come to terms.
While I am not attracted to any other men nor am I turned on by guys I do have very vivid memories of what we experienced. I would be lying if I did say that I didn't re-live them regularly in a pleasurable way. I fantasize about us more than you know, and have very explicit scenarios that I jerk off to
.
Don't really get why this is, cause overall I absolutely love eating pussy - more than fucking."
"If you would grant me a few moments I would gladly share with you what I replay often - a touch of fantasy grounded in our past experiences - although, I feel we are at a crossroads here
.......
"
Will paused, took a deep breath, and waited. An awkward silence between them. Looking a Mike, hoping for some sign, any insight into the bombshell he had just dropped. Mike's eyes said it all, he was more than interested in Will's admission. A quick lick of his lips hinted at their lingering attraction.
Mike swallowed hard, and hesitantly mumbled; "
With us? What do you think about?"
Will resumed - the baring of his deepest desires about to be revealed. Saying out loud would finally allow him accept it;
"
You can't imagine the number of times I have replayed this scene over and over in my head - consistently giving me some of my most powerful orgasms
.
If I could have one more encounter this would be it. It has been a long time since we visited with our "old friends" from Victoria St. I picture us at your house much as we are like now......"
Their new tale began:
-Mike guided Will around the house giving him the full tour. An awkward, almost forced idle chitchat clouded the tour as they slowly made their way to the master bedroom. Mike, extending an invitation as he ushered Will in.
They had just walked into his room, when Mike closed the door. Will's anticipation mounted. Turning to lock the door Mike unconsciously let out a deep breath. He had finally assured them a never before enjoyed secure privacy. His pulse elevated, his tingling nervousness adding to the un-deniable tension.
Mike sensed a sudden closeness, sending shivers up his spine. A gentle, yet firm, pair of hands found his hips and gently worked themselves up to his chest as Will pulling himself into his back. There was no mistaking it he could already feel Will's hardening cock pressing into him. A warm hot breath caressed Mike's neck as it whispered;
"
Don't say anything!
"
A strong hug gripped him followed by an appreciative
"hmmm".
The whispering voice continued;
"God, i
t's been so long. I have yearned for you way too often."
"I want to see, feel, and taste my old friend again!
".
Will vividly replayed every time he had tasted his lover. Even after all this time his mind could still bring back the unique taste of each encounter -
the time on the bunk bed, the time kneeling by the closet,...
Spinning him around, Will looked deeply into Mike's sharp dark eyes - the last time he saw that intense desire was when Mike fucked him on that old white wooden desk. Will could still remember their words like it was yesterday;
"
Can I put it in just a little? I will give you my mouth.... Fuck Me Mike!" -
How he had enjoyed watching Mike's face as he came in his ass. If only he had been able to take him deeper - perhaps later.
Not wanting to break the intensity of the moment Will planted his lips on Mike's mouth, a passionate almost desperate kiss, aggressively pushing his tongue into his mouth. There was no hesitation as Mike reciprocated. Mouths and tongues intertwined, savouring an experience never shared before, a final intimate barrier crossed! Both holding and touching each other as a long-repressed passion erupted.
Images of their past intimacies flooded Will's mind - their first time; "
I want you to be the first to cum in me",
their passionate sixty-nines; "
Lets suck each other.... I am ready. I am not I need more... We came together!"
; "
I am cumming...can you taste it? No, mmmm!"
and, one of his favourites; Mike calling out
"Will"