Date: Sun, 24 Nov 2002 06:02:58 -0500
From: Less Ismore <slickster3x@hotmail.com>
Subject: Dr. Carnassi's Aventures- Chapter Two

CHAPTER TWO: Joey and me

A couple of weeks went by. I was busy with a new IPO candidate customer,
Joey was in court pursuing a big settlement for his software client, Em was
setting up the process for a big new corporate accounting customer, and Sue
was plodding through an audit of a suspicious bankruptcy. All that is by
way of saying it was almost all work and no play. And I was feeling very
dull and horny.

On a Tuesday afternoon, usually gym day, Joey called and said, " Are you
going to work all the time?

"Yeah, it has been busy for me lately. How have you been?" I thought maybe
our encounter in the shower had made him back away.

"Been busy as a one legged man in an ass-kicking contest" he replied, "But
I need some help.'

"I'm available if it's within my abilities," I said, not knowing what I was
getting into. I hoped he wasn't going to ask me for investment advice that
would pose an ethics dilemma.

He got right to it. "My research assistant has gone to Dallas for a week,
checking into the details of a suit we are filing against an off shore
drilling company. He left me his key and asked me to water his pants and
feed his fish."

"Do you need help with that?" I asked.

"No, silly, but we could get in a bed together and play a little," he
answered.

That set my bells to ringing. In the two weeks of working, I had been
getting home late, tired and worn out and finding Em in bed with her
laptop, usually a bottle of Tylenol beside the bed.  We didn't have much
time or energy for anything more romantic than a peck on the lips, more
often the cheek. I was horny and eager to get some relief. The thought of
another encounter with Joey set my heart beating faster.

"When?" I asked. I couldn't have managed much more. My mouth was dry with
excitement.

"I think I can get out of here about 5:30," he said, "why don't you meet me
at Alfie's and we'll leave your car there and I'll drive us over to his
place."

The afternoon seemed to last forever. I was at Alfie's, a local fern bar
and popular hang out for lawyers and other professional types, a few
minutes early. I had hardly cut my engine off when Joey pulled up in his
Jaguar. I hopped out and quickly got in his car.

"Hi, dude," he said in his mock-stoner voice, and then reached over and
gave my package a light squeeze and said, "how are the boys?"

That kind of brazen approach surprised me, but I managed to say, "Doing
well, but under- exercised." I was trying to be macho man when I was
feeling as fluttery as a teen-age girl on a first date. I'd slipped off to
borrowed apartments in the middle of the day a couple of times before I met
Em to bang a stenographer or that woman in legal, but never with another
guy.  And the thought of it had me hot as hell.

I didn't know if he expected me to reciprocate, but even though I wanted to
touch his cock again, I was not about to reach over and grab his crotch in
that parking lot where we knew practically everyone who hung out there in
the afternoon.

He quickly negotiated the late afternoon traffic and in a few minutes we
pulled up in front of a row of attractive townhouses not far from
downtown. "This is it" he announced, and climbed out of the low-slung
sedan.

As soon as we got inside the door, Joey pulled his tie off and started
unbuttoning his shirt.

"Shouldn't we feed the fish and water the plants first?" I asked, naively.

"First things first," he replied, "I want to get in a bed with you and
enjoy your body."

We reached the bedroom quick and had a look around. The bed was all made up
and decorated with little cushions, and pillows in shams.  It was rather
cool since the heat was turned way down.

"I think this guy is gay", Joey said.  I just nodded and wondered what he
would say about us.  He pulled open the nightstand drawer and said, "Yep"
pointing to the tubes of KY, multiple packs of condoms and assorted bedroom
toys.  "It looks like he's always prepared. That's good news for us."

Then he turned to me, pulled my tie half way down and said, "Get out of
those clothes!" He paused and said, "No, I have a better idea, I'll do it."

He grabbed my tie, pulled me to him and kissed me full on the lips, his
tongue invading my mouth and then back to caress my lips. I had my eyes
closed, I've always been an eyes-closed kisser, but I felt his fingers
unbuttoning my shirt. Without breaking the kiss, he pulled my shirttail
out.

He mumbled, "Do the sleeves and get rid of that," as he moved his mouth
down to my left nipple and began sucking on it and teasing it with his
tongue. I raised my arms above our heads, undid the cuff buttons and
shucked my shirt. By the time it hit the floor, Joey had switched to my
right nipple and unfastened my belt, loosened the slide on my pants and let
them drop to the floor.

We parted a moment, hastily removed shoes and socks, and then he pulled me
to him again and ran his hands down the back of my jockeys and massaged my
butt cheeks, letting his fingers trail through the crack, while he was
going this, I was kissing the hollow of his neck, something, I seem to
enjoy on women so why not men, and starting to pant.

His hands eased my jockeys down. As he pulled them down to my ankles,
freeing my rock hard dick, he bent to give the head a light lick. I put my
hands on his head, about to pull him on to my dick, when he stood up and
got rid of what was left of his clothes.

"Let's lie down on the bed," he said, and I quickly tossed all the little
pillows and stuff into a corner and bounced on the bed on my back, reaching
my arms up to him. But he had other ideas, he started kissing at my neck,
moved slowly down to my nipples and nearly drove me insane kissing and
licking them, then followed the hair trial down my six-pack abs and blew
his hot breath on my dick. That was an incredible feeling.

He placed his thumb and forefinger in a circle around my scrotum squeezing
my big balls until the sack was stretched thin, then he began to lick this
highly sensitive skin. The sensation ran like electricity all through me.
As I was beginning to shiver from this stimulation, he began to lick his
way up my shaft, and lightly flicked the head of my dick with his tongue.
My shivering only increased. All the while, his hands were gently caressing
my stomach, my buttocks, and my inner thighs as though he were exploring me
completely.

I wanted to explore him and reached down and found one of his nipples and
tenderly tweaked it as though it were one of Em's. I got a response from
him that was similar to Em  a sharp intake of breath and a soft moan. I
pulled his head up towards my mouth so that our lips could meet in a
passionate kiss. As I did this, my hands explored his muscular back and
then dropped down his sides, my finger lightly tickling his flesh as they
made their way to the prize.  Now I'll admit to being totally inexperienced
at this sort of lovemaking, so I concentrated on doing only what I wanted
to do and what I wanted was to take his big thick cock in my hand and pull
it towards my mouth.

When my hands found his cock, it was rock hard and throbbing. I started to
turn so that I could reach it with my mouth, but he turned instead and then
there I was on my back with his full package- thick cock and large hanging
balls - suspended above my face. I looked up, arching my neck slightly and
he lowered himself enough that his big mushroom shaped head was right at my
lips. I parted them, blew a little of my hot breath on the head and he
slowly, gently, lowered it into my mouth. It was all so tender and
considerate. I opened up even further so that he could slide the first few
inches in and then let my tongue go wild exploring his glans, his slit,
everything.

As that was happening, I felt his warm hot mouth on the tip of my dick. It
couldn't have been better and it only served as a stimulus to what I was
doing and wanted to do to his cock.  Slowly, Joey began an short, careful
in and out motion on my mouth, letting just a little more enter my mouth on
each stroke in.  On the other end of his body, his mouth had completely
swallowed my dick and he had his nose buried in my bush. I looked up and
could see his huge balls swinging gently in their sack; I also saw that
there were still about three inches of his cock outside my mouth.

As I was enjoying the sensation of being totally swallowed, his next stroke
inward reached my gag point. Feeling me convulse, he quickly pulled back. I
wanted so much to please him that I began a bobbing motion, going up and
back down on his cock, or actually, as much as I could with me lying flat
on my back, with a concentration on licking around the head and just under
it.

I pulled back and asked, "How am I going to get all your cock in my mouth
at once?"

"Just relax and breath through your nose" he said, and then he did
something unsuspected, he stood up, pulled me around on the bed so that my
head was hanging off the edge backwards and then began to feed his cock
into my mouth. It took a moment, but finally I realized that my mouth and
throat were now aligned in a straight line. As this was going through my
mind while

I tried to concentrate on breathing through my nose, I noticed that his
bush was getting nearer and nearer to that nose. And then, thrill of all
thrills! I had my nose in his musky smelling pubic hair. His cock was all
the way inside me! For the first time, I had swallowed all of him!

He bent over and took my dick in his mouth again. The sudden warmness
coupled with the exhilaration of getting all of his cock in my mouth and
probably some down my throat was about to put me over the edge and the last
thing I wanted to do was come and end it too soon.

I pulled his cock out of my mouth and told Joey exactly that, "I'm close,
let's don't end it too soon."  He immediately stopped sucking me and,
instead pulled my legs apart and back towards him and leaned over and
licked my anus.  That was almost too much, too. I told him that and he
said, "I'm just getting you ready" and continued the licking and then began
inserting his tongue into my hole. The thrill was all over me.  When he put
two moistened fingers into me, I came all over both of us, spouting long
streams of hot thick jism all over my face, my chest, and his chest,
everywhere.

"Oh, my" Joey said, "It looks like there has been a spontaneous eruption."

Still standing on the edge of the bed, he bent down and began to lick the
juice off my face and chest. As he did this, he put one cum strewn hand on
my lips, letting me taste some of my own stuff and slowly opened my mouth
then inserted the head of his dick into my mouth.

Now I'm one of those people that women hate. After I come, I want to sleep,
eat or go take a shower, wash the car or something. I am never in the mood
to cuddle, finish eating her or anything of that sort.  So I was surprised
at the aphrodisiac effect of the taste of my cum and how I was willing, if
not enthusiastic about it, to let him began to slowly fuck my face.

His strokes started slow and easy and were picking up pace, then he slowed
again as he opened the drawer of the nightstand and took out a dildo which
he began to insert into my ass.  I grunted as he shoved it in quickly, or
at least, as much as I could when there is six inches of thick cock in my
mouth. About the third stroke of the dildo and I began to think that this
could be a very pleasant feeling, especially if one was horny and hadn't
just come all over the place.  Joey's pace was increasing he was humping me
at the rate of a rabbit in heat. Before I knew it was coming he, he was
shooting his load down my throat. I pulled him out a little so that some of
it fell on my tongue so I could taste it. It was just as good as the last
time, but warmer and tastier this time.

As he slowly stroked my mouth with his fading cock, I licked the last few
drops from his slit then he let his cock come to rest in my mouth and
slowly deflate as I licked the head for all I was worth. All the while he
was steadily working the dildo in and out of my ass. It felt great. So good
in fact that I had not noticed that my dick was stiffening, again.

Joey stood up, pulling his cock completely from my mouth and reaching over
to my dick, said, "Let me recover a little and we'll do something about
that boner you've grown there, my friend."

He never had a chance. I stood up, telling him I was going to give him a
dose of his own medicine, I tried to pull his head down on my dick. With
great ease, he threw me on my back on the bed and began to furiously jerk
me off with his whole hand which was covered in KY.  The speed of his
stroke combined with the warm slickness of his hand soon had me creaming
all over his hand and arm. I had no strength left; I just lay there basking
in the glow that had spread all over my body.

"I'm first in the shower," he said, and headed for the bathroom. When he
walked out a few minutes later all toweled off he looked like some sort of
Greek statue as he paraded across the room naked and proceeded to dress.

"I'll take care of the plants and the fish while you shower," he offered.
And I took him up on it. I knew that my coming home freshly showered would
raise no issues with Em, she was used to it since I go to the gym so often.
As I was washing up, I began to think of sliding my cock into her warm wet
pussy when I got home, and sure enough that under worked rascal began to
swell up a little again.

Well that was Tuesday. We went to dinner with Joey and Sue at a new
Japanese place on Saturday night. It was the first time that all four of us
had been together since Joey and I had begun to share our bodies with each
other. I felt a little at ease at first, but after two rounds of sake and
my part of a bottle of Russian River chardonnay, I put it all in the back
of my mind.

Joey has just finished telling a funny story he had heard at the courthouse
about a recent rape case, and we were all settling down from some loud and
enthusiastic laughter. Sue looked at Em and said, "So, Em are you going to
the seminar on the new tax code?"

"There's no new tax code, Sue", she said, "they've just stirred the pot and
the allowable deductions turn up stuck to some other kind of
investment. But to answer your question, yes, I'm going."

"Oh, which location did you sign up for?

"New Orleans"

"Why don't you re-do your reservations and go to Aspen with me?" Sue looked
at Em with a fixed stare.

"I'd love to but do you think I can arrange it at this late date?"

Sue assured her. "The other accountant in our firm has had to back out,
she's pregnant, and we have an extra reservation that hasn't been cancelled
yet. You could use that reservation, with your firm paying of course."

"Well of course we would pay, but I'm not even sure I could get a hotel
room, I mean the conference is in town and it's the last of the ski season,
the place will be packed."

"Not to worry," Sue said, "We had rented a chalet up on the intermediate
slope, two bedroom, a hot tub, the whole nine yards."


"Great!" Em said, "I'll take care of it first thing Monday"

" But the deal is, you have to take Thursday and Friday off so we can ski
some before we come back. Change your plane reservations to the Saturday
morning flight and we'll be back in time for the guys to fix us a gourmet
meal at home Saturday night."

"Deal," Em said, nodding to us as though us guys had agreed too. Of course
it was not a problem.

Joey and I drove the girls to the plane the next Sunday morning and they
flew off for a week of what I thought of as boring accounting and tax
lectures, and the reward of two days of skiing.  Joey and I went back to my
house, stripped down and got in the hot tub and explored ways to get each
other off with the jets, our hands and mouths. By dinnertime, I had come
three times, Joey an equal number of times, and my dick was sore. Just
plain sore.

We pulled some thin crust pizzas out of the freezer, added sauce, pepperoni
and peppers, turned on the Sunday night NFL game and were just two guys
pulling for opposite teams and yelling about how that stupid so-and-so had
dropped a pass that was right in his hands. Just two guys who happened to
enjoy sex with each other.

When eleven o'clock rolled around, Joey stood, stretched his big arms and
made like he was going home. With my hand holding and massaging his balls
and cock at the same time, I convinced him to stay.

We rolled around the king sized bed that Em and I usually share, with our
dicks in each other's mouths. Joey kept stimulating my ass with his tongue
and fingers and it felt delicious, but after the afternoon's adventures in
the tub, and a belly load of beer and pizza, we both were lucky to come
once, and then, like typical guys, we were off to sleep.

The next morning I woke before it was light outside, wondering what had
brought me to

consciousness, and then I could feel it, certain coolness on my ass hole.
As I lay there on my side in my semi-sleep trying to figure that one out, I
felt Joey gently spread my butt cheeks and slip his cock in between them.
The head of his cock seem to have radar and found my puckered anus with no
fumbling at all. I said, "What do you think you are going to do?"

"I've just got to have your ass," he said almost breathless, "I can't wait
any longer. I dreamed about fucking you all night."

"I don't know if I'm ready for that, "I said in a weak, still sleepy voice,
"We've never talked about this let alone come close. I'm not sure I want to
or can take that big tool of yours" But the discussion was quickly becoming
moot as he gently slipped the head into my hole.

"Well you better get ready for it soon, because your ass feels so great
right now and I've only got the head it. I don't think I could stop if I
wanted to"

I made an effort to turn over on my back so that we could discuss this, but
he firmly held me in place with his strong arms and pushed little more of
his thick cock into my ass. I struggled against the grip of his arms around
me, trying to get him to stop the penetration of my virgin ass. The pressed
in further, then pulled back and said, "Just lie still, pretty soon it will
start feeling so good you'll beg me not to stop."

I doubted that and tried to resist again, but he held me still and I felt
him push back into me, this time a little more.

"Well it sure does hurt now, stop it! Get your dick out of my ass." I tried
to wiggle free again.

"Good" was all he said as he stabbed back into me, this time with about
half of his seven inches, I was guessing. The sudden stab produced feelings
that, while tinged with discomfort, were becoming somewhat more pleasant
that before.

On the next stroke, he rammed it all home and I could feel the hairs of his
crotch on my cheeks.

I was determined to let him know that I felt abused, but all that came out
was, "Ohhhhhh" and it sounded like an equal mixture of pain and ecstasy. He
followed with several more deep strokes each one quicker than the last.

"I've never done this before and I don't want to do this anymore, get out
of me, " I demanded firmly.

"Oh, bull shit" he said, "You're going to love it."

He gripped me tighter with his powerful arms around me and rolled me over
face down on the bed. He put his hands on my shoulders, pinning me to the
mattress and his legs worked their way in between mine and pushed them
apart and he grunted out, "Now you're really going to get fucked."

And that was no lie; rising slightly on his knees he shoved his fat cock
back into me and then

set up a jackhammer pattern of sliding in and out of my ass, pausing only
once to add some more lube to his shaft.

"You are one hot bitch!" he murmured in my ear as he reached around under
me and pinched one of my nipples hard. The pain of that and the rapid
strokes in my ass all combined to be one indescribable sensation ... all
good, no bad. "I'm going to fuck you until you beg me for more."

The effect on me was that I could barely draw my breath, a combination of
the rising passion I felt and the pounding I was taking as he fucked me. I
could feel everything, but I realized that I was barely conscious.  I might
have said "More" or "Deeper" as I drifted in and out of an ecstatic state
of semi-consciousness. With each stroke, I pushed my hips backwards toward
him trying to get his cock deeper and deeper in my ass. I found that if I
wiggled my butt a little from side to side on the in stroke, it heightened
my pleasure. I learned a lot in my near stupor.

Finally, I could hear his grunting and moaning reaching a crescendo and
realized he was cumming, bare back, right in my ass. I thought I would have
been able to feel his hot cum spurting into me, but I don't think I
did. After he had shot his last salvo, he lay on my back for a minute and I
realized it was all over.

When he was finished, he sat up on the side of the bed, slapped me on the
butt, and said, "I told you that you would beg me for more. But there ain't
going to be no more this afternoon. "

I turned and looked at him and said, "I didn't beg for more! That was
pretty close to rape, you know?"

 Sitting on the edge of the bed, he turned to look at me and said," There
was too much participation and enjoyment for that to be rape," he had his
hand, on his chest as though he were gripping his coat lapel while quoting
a judicial opinion in court.

Then he jumped up and headed for the shower.

I was intensely aroused, I had to have some relief, so I took my dick in
hand and hastily jerked off, my cum hitting me in the nostril on the first
shot. I was gasping so hard I sucked it into my nose.


He returned from the shower all charged up and cheerily announced, "Your
turn"

Joey was gone when I got out of the shower. Just like that, leaving me with
a tingling ass hole and a vague memory I would try to replay often in the
days to come.

The rest of the week it was just my hand, and me.  Joey was in court all
day and in strategy sessions till early in the morning. I was holed up in
the conference room with piles of print outs and my own accounting team,
trying to figure out what our new customer was worth before we structured
an IPO for them. If I got home before ten PM it was a miracle. I ate a lot
of Chinese take out and once fantasized about Joey.