Date: Sun, 23 Sep 2012 21:15:39 -0600
From: b freemen <ffreemeng@gmail.com>
Subject: Enjoying Rob Part 2

Enjoying Rob (Part 2)

I was incredibly high after sucking Rob for a couple of hours at that
hotel. It was fun and relaxing, and getting to lap up his semen was very
cool.  Our friendship had gone from a cordial part of a married foursome to
something that I think would be pretty great if it could continue.  But how
that would happen would have to be discovered.

Rob and I had never phoned each other to chat, nor did we text or FB, we
only communicated when we all got together.  It was our wives who got along
swimmingly; well previous to our sexual event the previous week.  I had no
idea how or if our relationship would progress or remain as it always was.

The phone call invitation came, and Saturday, there'd be a dinner party at
their house.  What the hell would happen? I could only play it through too
see what the next step would be for our friendship.

Saturday: The door opened, and Rob's wife answered; took our coats and wine
along with the usual social conversation that happens with the host of a
party.  We were introduced to a few new people and suddenly we were part of
a crowd that apparently did not include Rob. Normally, I would have thought
of nothing to ask where he was, but I didn't want to appear anxious in any
way, so I waited for a bit before I asked where he was.  I guess he had to
take his daughter to some event much further away than expected but would
be back soon.

Not too long after, I heard his voice, and he slipped into the party crowd
soon after. Lots of handshaking with guys, some gals and others got a quick
hug and kiss on the cheek. I was treated the same as always; one of many
friends with no sign of anything more.

"Okay" I thought; "It was a one-night thing and now we were back to normal.
Oh well, it was a good one-nighter, and I'd have to be satisfied for
awhile".

As the evening progressed, we were all having our usual good time, because
I think comparatively, they did give the best parties and were the best
couple hosts that I knew -  always ensuring everyone had a good time.   At
some point in later in the evening, I was standing by myself, sipping on
some wine while looking at a new piece of art they'd purchased when
suddenly Rob appeared beside me.

"Nice isn't it"? And then we talked about it for a bit when someone else
came over to talk to him.  He casually stepped behind me, facing in the
other direction while he was talking to this woman he worked with, but
close enough that when he laughed, his ass pressed into mine. Again, it's
not something he would normally do, but I stayed where I was, as did he,
and – I guess – we both enjoyed our closeness.  By the end of the
conversation, our ass cheeks were barely touching, but touching enough to
know it was intentional.  I was hard.  When he finished his conversation,
he turned around and gave me a quick tight hug where both of our cocks
pressed hard against each other for just a second, but long enough to feel
the heat.

"Glad you're here" as he smiled and winked at me.  "Can I get you another
drink".

"Oh I can get it" I said.

"No, I'll make sure it's a special drink just for my buddy", and he walked
away.

I was joined by a couple of other friends when I heard his voice "Excuse
me, excuse me, just heading to the little boy's room".

I noticed when he came out of the washroom he was carrying two drinks,
which seemed a little weird.  He walked directly over to me and handed me
my `special' drink.

"I think you'll like this. My blood, sweat and (then leaned in quickly and
whispered `semen') went into this". He handed it to me with a simple,
"enjoy" and walked away.

So there I was, standing with my buddy's sperm in my drink, unbeknownst to
everyone else.  What a trip. Man, I savoured every sip of the drink for the
rest of the night but really didn't talk to Rob any further.  When we were
at the door ready to exit, he came over and we were hugged first by his
wife, and then for the first time ever, Rob. He had a bag of something to
hand me and when I went to take it from him, he continued to hold the bag
too, and while explaining what was in it, he brought my hand down to
lightly glide my finger over his hard cock. Both of us got these huge grins
on our faces...but, we could blame it all on drinking.  I leaned in and
gave him another hug, whispering in a low voice, "your sperm drink tasted
great"!

That was it. Our friendship had been sealed I think.    And now for a
wonderful twist of fate.

Halfway through the week, Rob's wife emailed me and asked if we could have
a cup of coffee as there was something she needed to talk to me about.
"Shit" I thought. I guess she either knew or suspected something and that
would be the end of it. But, that's not how it went.

When we met for coffee she admitted she felt strange talking to me, but
started her fairly rehearsed monologue.  While I won't bore you with it all
she told me she respected me; loved my openness; concerned that Rob didn't
have any really close friends and hoped I might take the initiative from
time to time and ask him out for a drink or a movie with hopes to become a
`best friend'.

I responded with the tale of not being able to force friendships; that
maybe Rob wasn't really interested, but then I followed with an agreement
that I would try to set something up.   While I personally didn't like the
idea of forced friendships, I did know this could be the opening I was
hoping for.

And so, for the first time, I emailed Rob at his business (his only email
that I knew of) and suggested an evening out for a drink, or a movie, or
pool or something. He told me he'd have to think about it, but later that
night, I got a one word email from his wife: "Thanks".

The next morning, it was a quick factual email, confirming Saturday. Our
respective wives would go out somewhere on their own, and the two of us
would go somewhere else.

Saturday came. I was nervous again, and I wasn't sure how this would work
out, but we met at the designated bar for a drink and typically, talked
about work and nothing else. When that topic was exhausted, he suggested we
hop in his car and take off somewhere.  We were comfortably silent for a
few minutes

"Okay, how the fuck are we going to do this? I liked you before, but man, I
really love how much you love sucking my cock and I've been thinking about
it every day.  It was just so cool looking down and watching my dick in
your mouth for a fucking long time and you even love eating my sperm.  Man
how good is that?"

So as crazy as this sounds, it was a great thing to hear. For a guy who
wasn't a frequent cocksucker, this could very well be the perfect scenario
for me.  I've got a buddy who has the exact crotch, cock and ass I love and
he's willing to share it.

"Okay, I think I have an idea.  I don't think you know this, but we have a
little family cabin right by the lake; and by family I mean my side of the
family.  It's like another hour's drive, and I hope to hell nobody's up
there. But you know what, we can light a fire, sip on some single malt, and
you my friend can drink as much semen as I can produce in a couple of
hours. Does that sound good"? he asked grabbing and shaking my shoulder.

Keeping his hand clasping my shoulder, I could only reply, "Fuck man, why
is this only happening now"?

"Well you know, I don't get close to a lot of people, especially guys; most
of my friends are work buddies you know, and I don't do anything like this
with them. It was fate a couple of weeks ago – a buddy who likes sucking
and swallowing. It's all good"!

"Well man, when you dropped your pants I looked at that crotch, and just
thought, if there's ever a dick and balls, and the perfect amount of hair
around it all – you've got it; and  that incredible smell...you have it."

"Hee hee" – he cackled like a crazy cowboy. "I can't wait to share it with
you buddy".

And so, knowing where we were heading, we could talk small talk about
non-sexual things with a car full of sexual energy.

We finally arrived at his cabin, and luckily, there were no cars around,
nor any street lights, plus it was a cloudy night, so we were virtually in
complete darkness which made things a little more adventurous than they
already were.

I stayed in the car with the lights on while he went to the small cabin to
open it. He went in closed the door, and then ..... nothing. I waited for a
minute, then another minute, then 5, and thought maybe he was just
expecting me to join him. So I turned off the lights and shut the car door.
Shuffling across the leaf covered ground, I found my way to the door and
was just about to open it, when these strong hands landed on my shoulders
and with mega force, turned me around and pushed me to my knees.

My in-breathing gasp was soon replaced with this incredible warm penis. I
reached out and grabbed onto his muscular hairy legs to keep my balance.
While I sucked him deep, he pulled out and started brushing his soft cock
across  and around my face. "Take a good sniff buddy, it's all yours really
soon."  He stood there for a few minutes knowing he enjoyed my face in his
crotch as much as I did.

He then opened the door, and together we slowly moved into the room; me on
my knees, and him holding my head as he led me over to the couch. Fuck, I
was in heaven.

Once on the couch, I sat back fully comfortable with what was to happen.
Rob fumbled for matches, and lit an oil lamp, which gave just enough light
to get some wood together, and start a fire.  Once there was some light, I
could see that he had kept on his sweater and his socks but it was so great
to just watch his ass and legs as the flicker from the fire outlined the
hair and his masculinity.  So I did the same; I stripped off my jeans and
boxers, so the two of us manly guys, were together fully comfortable with
our nakedness.  Once the fire was lit, he went to a cabinet grabbed the
scotch and a couple of glasses, poured and handed me my tumbler. He sat
down beside me, close enough that I could feel the hair on his legs
touching mine, sending some incredible shivers up my body.  We clinked our
glasses together, when we both said at the same time – "to friendship".

We sat there comfortably enjoying the fire, knowing what was going to
happen, so there was no anxiety.  When our drinks were done, we looked at
each other with these great grins, when he said "so"?  I guess we didn't
quite know how it was going to happen, "Ready to suck it"?

"Hmm. How about if you just lie down and let me crawl in between those legs
of yours".

So, down he went on the throw rug in front of the fire, propped up on his
elbows, and I slid in between probably taking at least 10 minutes to just
sniff his sack, lick around his cock, tongue through his pubes, nose
pressing deep under his bag, and in his bush.

His head was hanging back and he was in ecstacy.  "Just a minute man, I
think I'm gonna sip another scotch while you're sippin' up my precum."  He
got up and while walking to the table, he took off his sweater and threw it
on a chair. Walking back with the bottle, his semi hard cut cock was
jiggling around ready to go back into my mouth.

While he was pouring, I got up off the floor, and again on my knees, got
his cock in my mouth.  He stood there sipping his scotch while I was
sucking hard to get his dick nice and hard. He pumped a little, but when he
told me it was so hot seeing in cock in his buddy's mouth I knew we were in
for a really good time.

He set his glass down and grabbing the hair on my head he started to give
me an increasingly aggressive face-fuck. After he was good and hard, he
took his cock out of my mouth and just pushed it against my face grinding
hard so I could really smell his now sweaty crotch. It was so great with
his lightly hairy balls up against my lips – each one for my tongue to lap
up.

I grabbed his ass, and pulled him towards me as I really wanted him fucking
my face. I got on my back, and had him lay on my face which he was happy to
do. I held onto his lightly hairy muscular ass while he put his legs on
either side of my body and started to do pushups with his cock thrusting
down my throat.  I was sort of surprised I could take but man it was so hot
and he smelled so good. Before I knew it, he started to yell fuck; and he
knew he was about to cum, but tried to stop it. He pulled out and took his
fingers squeezing the tip of his dick, but he couldn't hold it.  "I can't
man..shit...." and with that he re entered my mouth, and out gushed an
incredible load of semen. His penis was not all the way down my throat but
rested on my tongue while his milk just ran down my throat.

Then, he collapsed, right on my face – full weight, penis in my mouth. He
moved his legs so that they were resting on me, and did a nice slow and
gentle pump into my mouth. I reach around and slowly massaged his ass. I
let his penis slide out of my mouth then slid out from under him leaving
him on his stomach. I decided to slink down and  get my face in his ass.

"Oh my god, what the fuck are you doing?" His face was buried on his
crossed arms. His ass crack was now sweaty which was perfect for me and I
went in full force cleaning his ass cheeks with my tongue and then, in the
crack for pure ecstasy for both of us.  Oh man, burying my face between
those cheeks was just so cool and I think I stayed there for about half an
hour sometimes caressing his balls, but mostly just enjoying hearing him
moan and groan.  With my eating out his ass, my hard cock was grinding
against the rug and man, when it was time, I didn't care I just let it out.

"Did you just cum"? he asked.

"Yeah, sorry man – I couldn't stop it".

"Oh fuck it, I'll clean it up later" he moaned. "You have one hell of a
tongue and I think you are officially my new best friend ever".

While I could have stayed there all night, I decided to stop it, and gave
it a rest for a bit.  I rolled over and just rested my head on his ass
watching the fire.  He stayed there for a minute, but then also decided to
roll over so that my head was now resting on his abdomen, just above his
pubes. We lay there in that afterglow, me still tasting his semen in my
mouth.

Our afterglow moments were suddenly stopped when there was a loud knock on
the door.  "Hey who's in there"?

Part 3 on the way

B Freemen

ffreemeng@gmail.com