Date: Wed, 29 Jun 2011 03:18:09 -0400
From: Xero Cool <xerocool137@hotmail.com>
Subject: Midlife Eruptions - Part 1

This story is of a homosexual nature and contains sexual encounters
between men. If material of this nature offends you then this story is not
for you. If you are under 18 years of age you are probably not legally
allowed to read this story.

This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead
is purely coincidental. The author claims copyrights in this story and no
duplication or publication of this story is allowed (except by the web
sites to which it has been posted) without the consent of the author.

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      "I have to work," he replied.

      "No you're going," Roger asserted. "Get someone to fill in for you."

      Steven was surprised at this tone and looked at him in shock. He
simply nodded in agreement. Where was his mild mannered, wimpy childhood
friend? He was glad that Roger could assert himself now.

      "Well I've got to go. I have a lot to get done," Roger winked as he
got up.

      They walked out silently and stood by the curb as Steven called for
another taxi. The vehicle pulled up and they both got in. They were silent
for the entire trip. He was happy to see his Arab friend again. Before they
knew it the vehicle was pulling up in front of Stevens's apartment.

      "Where are you staying?" Steven asked.

      "I made reservations at a hotel nearby," Roger replied.

      "No sense in that. You can stay here until you're ready to head
back," he replied. "Come on get out. You can cancel your reservations from
my apartment."

      Roger was about to say something but Steven cut him off.

      "Thanks man," Roger said meekly.

      They climbed three flights of stairs to get to the apartment. Once
inside Steven showed his friend around.

      "You can use my room. There's a pull out bed underneath mine. Just
don't make a mess, ok," he instructed.

      "Not a problem. Can I borrow your phone? I need to call the hotel,"
Roger asked.

      "Sure, its over there," Steven motioned next to the bed.

      "Thanks," Roger replied and dialed up the hotel immediately.

      When Roger was finished on the phone Steven rubbed his stomach.

      "Some things will never change," he said.

      "There's a furnace in my stomach that burns up the food as fast as I
eat it," Roger said along with Steven.

      "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Did you get through with the hotel?" Steven
replied.

      "Yup. They'll send over my stuff. Wasn't that nice of them I didn't
think city folk would be so friendly," Roger replied.

     " You have some clothes you can lend me?" Roger asked, undressing
before Steven had time to reply.

      Steven watched as his friend undressed noticing how muscular he had
become. When he was down to his underwear Roger started flexing for him,
turning around and raising his eyebrows.

      "Looking good, huh?" he said.

      "Yeah, I guess," Steven replied.

      "You're full of it," Roger replied. "Come on big fellah, lemme see
what you got."

      "You want to take me?" Steven teased.

       "I can take you. Yeah, Ill take you down, bro," Roger said, cracking
his neck.

      They circled each other looking for an opening. Roger was the first
to make his move, lunging forward and pulling back immediately, causing
Steven to lunge forward and open up his defenses. Roger grabbed him in a
headlock and pulled him backwards. Roger was more agile than Steven, but
Steven was much stronger then Roger. He fought to remove the strangle on
him, but Roger proved to have a wicked hold on him. He could feel Rogers
muscular body pressing into his, especially a hard bulge pressing into his
ass.

      "Not bad, huh?" Roger laughed.

      Steven took a deep breath and pulled Roger over his shoulders,
dropping him on the floor in front of them. Roger grimaced and arched his
back. It was quite a powerful blow he received.  Steven rubbed his neck,
his shirt ripped in the process, so he pulled it off revealing his
musculature. The tenants just below felt the ceiling shake and wondered
what was going on.

      "Give up?" Steven asked.

      "You wish!" Roger replied and got up.

      They wrestled for a bit more causing a ruckus. Before they knew it
there was a knock at the door.

      "Crap, we must have been making a lot of noise," Steven said,
breathing heavily.

      Roger shrugged. Their bodies were covered in sweat and Roger was half
naked.  He couldn't help but notice how sexy Roger was looking half naked.
He was getting hard just thinking about it. He checked a monitor near the
door which showed his neighbor that lived right below him.  Sighing, he
opened the door.

      "Hey, is everything ok?" the man asked noticing his sweaty body.

      "Oh, um, yeah. Was I making a lot of noise?" he asked, still
breathing heavily.

      The man peered into his apartment noticing Roger coming up from
behind, also sweaty.
      Sorry about that, Roger said putting his arm over Stevens shoulder.

      "We were just fooling around."

      The man raised his eyebrows. Steven shrugged off Rogers arm.

      "We were just doing a bit of wrestling, catching up on old
times. This is a good friend of mine from back home. He just came to visit
for a while," Steven replied, feeling a little bit embarrassed.

      "Oh ok," the man replied, looking more satisfied. "Just wanted to
make sure everything was fine."

      "Uh-huh," Steven nodded. "Everything's A-ok."

      "Ok, well I'm heading back," he said, raising a hand to say goodbye.

      Steven closed the door, pausing for a moment. He turned around and
Roger was standing right behind him, a little too close.

      "I'm sure he's okay. Probably thought there was a burglar or
something," Roger said.

      They were close enough for Steven to smell Rogers cologne mixed with
the smell of perspiration. It was turning him on and he couldn't understand
why. He leaned to the side and smelled his armpits; they were also stinking
of perspiration. Damn, he thought, he was getting turned on by his own
perspiration. Roger, smelt his armpits as well realizing that he was
reeking.

      "I better go shower," he said.

      Then Steven said the strangest thing, surprising himself.

      "No need to buddy. Were men, we stink naturally", he laughed.

      Roger laughed too. They stood there for an awkward few moments before
Steven held Roger by the waist as he brushed against him to pass, their
hairy, sweaty chests sliding against each other. He did this on purpose,
still confused about why he was doing it. He had never had any attraction
to men before, or at least he never went further than admiration of their
bodies. Before Steven could pass Roger grabbed him by the waist and lifted
him bodily, squeezing him as tightly as he could. Steven laughed and
wriggled out of his grip. They tumbled into the living room Roger falling
on top of Steven and pinning him to the ground. Roger was grinning
mischievously. Steven could smell the musk of his buddy's crotch wafting up
to him. They were sweating profusely; he had forgotten to put on the air
condition. Roger straddled his friend, who stopped resisting.

      "Giving up?" he asked.

      Stevens's sex drive was making him too weak to resist any more. The
smell of their sweat, perspiration and cologne was causing an unwanted
desire to build up in the man. Roger could see the change in his friend and
sat on his crotch. He could feel the bulge of his crotch through Stevens's
pants. Steven closed his eyes, his body going limp. Roger, let go of his
wrists and got up. Steven opened his eyes to see Roger standing over
him. He had a perfect view of his friends body from where he lay. He could
see Rogers boxer briefs soaked in sweat and probably precum as his dick
printed out clearly. He suddenly had the desire to yank off this man's
underwear and suck his cock. It looked huge bunched up in that black
underwear. Steven could feel his cock betraying him, oozing precum in his
pants.

      Roger offered a hand and pulled Steven up. They were just inches from
each other and the perspiration was driving them both mad with desire. In a
weak moment, Steven rested his arms on Rogers shoulders and leaned his head
forward, eventually resting it on Rogers forehead.  Roger made no advances
to his friend, although he had secretly lusted for him over the years. He
was enjoying every moment.

      "You're pretty strong, Rog," he finally said, pulling away.

      "Yeah," was all he managed to reply.

      He watched as Steven slowly walked away, watched as his muscles moved
under his skin.  His ass was nice and round and he loved how his crack
showed just above the waistband of his underwear that peeked over his
pants. For a moment he wondered if something was to happen between them if
their friendship would be jeopardized. The thought caused him to refrain
from pursuing Steven to the bedroom. He sat on the sofa and closed his
eyes, wishing things could be different. Steven was gone for a few minutes
now and Roger got up to see what he was up to.  When he entered the
bedroom, the door to the bathroom was opened and he could hear the shower
going. Steven's clothes were on the ground. He picked up his underwear and
sniffed it.  Damn, it smelt good. The scent of his crotch was
intoxicating. He could smell perspiration mixed with the musky smell of
Steven's sweaty cock. His hand unconsciously reached down and started to
massage the bulge in his underwear. He pulled out his throbbing cock and
started stroking it, pulling the foreskin back and forth over his swollen
knob. Precum dripped from his piss slit, making a slapping sound every time
his foreskin slid back over his cock head. He knelt down, spreading his
legs wide and gripping his cock hard, eyes closed, inhaling the stink of
his friend's underwear.

      Steven had not yet started to shower, and decided to get his razor
from above the sink, leaving the shower running. He saw some movement
through the open door and was hypnotized by the sight before him. Roger was
stroking his cock slowly, sniffing the underwear he had left on the
floor. He could see Roger's foreskin sliding slowly back and forth over the
swollen bluish knob that was generously leaking precum. Roger had no idea
Steven was watching him since his eyes were closed. Steven's heart was
beating loudly. He wanted badly to walk over and jerk off his friend. What
would he think of him if he did that? Would they cease to be friends after?
Would he cross the line? Steven's cock was fully erect and throbbing, his
foreskin pulled taut against his swollen cock head. He reached down and
started slowly pulling his foreskin back and forth, licking his lips
unconsciously. He wanted to sniff Roger's crotch the way he was sniffing
his underwear. He stroked his cock for a minute before Roger opened his
eyes. Steven instinctively backed away; fearing what would happen if he saw
him looking at him jerking off.  He was sniffing his underwear after all so
he had to be queer, why else would he be doing that?

      Steven wanted to call him, invite him to shower with him but then
that would be too bold. His lust was taking over. He never did anything
like this before and wanted so badly to fuck Roger. He quickly walked over
and took his razor from the cabinet above the sink, not bothering to look
to see if Roger had seen him. His cock bounced in front of him as he
walked.  Roger spotted him from the bedroom and nearly came. He couldn't
believe how sexy his friend was. He was even more shocked to see him with
an erection, and a huge erection at that. It was too much to bear.

      Roger walked over to the bathroom and knocked on the open door.

      "Can I come in?" he called.

      "Yeah, I'm in the shower," Steven replied.

      "Any space in there for me? We could save water," Roger decided it
was time to be bold.

      Steven couldn't believe his luck. Was this the opportunity he was
looking for?

      "Sure, but I'm warning you I'm not decent", Steven replied.

      "Well neither am I," Roger called back.

      Roger pulled the door to the shower and let himself in. He had a
perfect view of Steven's perfect ass. He was finding it extremely difficult
to not grab it.

      "Nice ass," he said.

      Steven turned his head admired Roger's body. His eyes dropped to his
crotch and he said, "Nice cock you got there buddy."

      They were both surprised by this. Steven was not one to talk about
such things so casually. He turned around to reveal his own cock throbbing
and wet. His pubes were half shaven.

      "You look like you need some help. You missed a few spots," Roger
said.

      He knelt in front of Steven and took the razor from him, making eye
contact. He swallowed hard and lifted Steven's balls. Steven threw back his
head, the sensation was overwhelming. His dark cock pulsed and a string of
precum oozed out. Roger rubbed the underside of his cock head with his
thumb, collecting the slimy drop. Steven moaned softly, it was all he could
take. He felt as if he was going to cum any moment. Roger pushed Steven up
against the wall and started shaving his pubes ever so gently. By the time
he was finished Steven was about ready to explode. Roger noticed the nice
long foreskin Steven sported. Even with his swollen cock, Steven's foreskin
covered his cock head nicely, bunching up at the tip, just like his.

      All done, Roger said standing up.

      Steven swallowed hard and pulled himself together. The least he could
do was return the favor. He took the razor from Roger and smiled.

      "Hey, I've never shaved there before. I like it natural buddy," Roger
said.

      "Well, there's a first time for everything," Steven replied and got
down on his knees.

      Steven could smell the sweat and musk and leaned forward inhaling
deeply. Roger was getting seriously turned on watching him.

      "Your balls stink, my friend. I like it," Steven said.

      Roger could not believe his ears. Was this the same Steven he knew
from a child? Steven pulled Roger's dark cock down and started shaving away
the pubes. It was thick and black and was turning him on. His cock throbbed
under him, and he could feel the precum as it flowed out his cock in
strings. He took his time shaving his friend, holding his cock, turning it
this way and that, pressing it up against his flat stomach to get to the
underside. Roger's cock oozed precum more than ever, dribbling the shiny
clear slime down his cock and over his large balls, finally dripping in
slimy strings to the floor of the shower. Steven wanted badly to taste it;
he could not understand what was happening to him. Where did all these
urges come from? He was finally done shaving his friend and wished he had
taken longer. He washed Roger's cock, pulling on it, loving the look and
feel of it. He never noticed how soft and smooth a cock felt until now. He
especially loved hw the veins stood out, and how his foreskin was nice and
long, covering his fat cock head and still bunching up at the tip. He
wanted to pull back the foreskin and suck it. He knelt there longer than he
intended, holding it in his hands and staring at it and without realizing,
pulling it slowly back. The sensation caused Roger to throw his head
backwards.

      His cock smelled ripe, as if he hadn't washed it for some time. The
smell was unbelievable but Steven was somehow immensely turned on. He
quickly backed away and stood up. Roger opened his eyes and lowered his
head. They stared at each other deeply, knowing very well that they wanted
each other in the most carnal way. Roger reached out and took hold of
Steven's throbbing cock and pushed back the foreskin.

      "Ahhhhh," Steven exhaled throwing his head back.

      Roger rubbed his finger tips over the slimy cockhead. Steven's body
trembled in response. His lips parted slightly as he exhaled and his eyes
rolled back into his head. Roger leaned forward, pressing his body into
Steven's, sliding his hands around his lower back and pulling them tighter
together. Steven opened his eyes and as he was lowering his head their lips
met. He felt his friend's soft lips press against his and his body
trembled. His hands reached around Roger's lower back, one hand sliding
over his small but round ass and the other pulling Roger's head deeper into
his. He parted his lips and kissed the man, tasting his mouth, a man's
mouth. He could feel the heat of their bodies together, their naked bodies,
and their throbbing cocks pressed together. The passion was unbelievable.

      He kissed Roger eagerly, tasting the pie from lunch earlier. He
wanted more. Roger kissed him back tasting the smoky flavor of the meat
Steven had earlier, wrapping his tongue with Steven's. Steven pressed Roger
onto the cold wall, causing him to arch his back and press his hard body
into him. Roger moaned and arched his neck backwards. Eyes still closed,
Steven kissed Roger's neck, causing the man to moan even louder. He rubbed
his stubble against Roger's neck, inhaling deeply as the smell of their
mixed perspiration and Roger's ripe cock reached up to him. He could not
believe how much a dirty cock could turn him on.

      Even Roger was driven mad by the smells. He could smell Steven's
cologne mixed with the smell of perspiration and his ripe cock. Hi cock was
oozing copious amount of precum, making their crotches slick with the slimy
fluid. Steven started sliding his cock against Roger's, pulling both his
and Roger's foreskin back and forth. He continued to kiss Roger's neck,
grinding harder against the man, oozing precum like never before. The
grinding was whipping the precum to a white froth, causing a rude slapping
sound like sex.

      Steven moved his mouth down to Roger's nipples, licking them, sucking
on them, causing Roger to moan and writhe in ecstasy.

      "Uhhhhh, ahhhhhhh, mmmmmmm," Roger moaned.

      Roger's hands pulled Steven's head harder onto his erect
nipples. Steven sucked on the little dark brown mountains. He was loving
his Arab friend's body. He bent down a little lower and kissed Roger's taut
abs. Roger thrust his body into Steven's skilled mouth and grunted. Not
sure what to do next Steven came back up and sucked on his friend's
neck. The white froth was smeared all over Steven's body and as he pressed
into Roger it smeared on him as well.

      Roger flipped Steven around, pinning his hands above his head in one
smooth motion. It was Steven's turn to be pleasured. Both Roger and Steven
finally opened their eyes, staring deeply into each other, filled with lust
and desire. Roger pressed up against his American friend, his cock sliding
between Steven's legs causing the man to gasp as sensations shot up through
his body.
      "Ahhhhhh! Mmmmmmmm!" Steven moaned.

      Steven's legs trembled with anticipation his heart pumping blood to
his hard cock. The veins in his neck pulsed. Roger placed his skilled lips
on the large pulsing veins and kissed it.  Steven threw his head back
giving his friend access. He felt vulnerable, breathing heavily, Roger
having full control over him, but he enjoyed it. Deep down he suddenly
realized how much he wanted Roger to man-handle him. Roger rubbed his
stubble against the man's neck, driving him crazy with the
sensations. Roger's cock, constantly slid between Steven's legs, the
foreskin sliding back and forth, making rude snapping sounds as it snapped
back over the swollen cock head.

      Roger sucked on Steven's neck, moving down to his shoulders, and into
his armpits.  Roger could smell the stink that was there, the manly
perspiration mixed with pheromones and cologne. It was driving him wild. He
could feel the pressure building in his balls. He did not know how much
longer he could last. He inhaled deeply, the pungent smell stinging his
nose and causing his cock to ooze enormous amounts of precum. Steven could
feel the slime under his balls and dripping down his legs. Roger kissed
Steven's biceps, moving to his chest and sucking hard on his erect pink
nipples.

      "Ahhhhhhhhh... uhhhhhhh, Roger, uhhhhh, Roger," he moaned. "Stop
pleaseeeeee, mmmmmmmm, stop."

      Roger sucked harder, causing Steven to buck into him. Steven was
filling his bellybutton with precum, his foreskin halfway pulled
back. Roger pressed his cock deeper into Steven, touching his hole and
causing Steven to flinch. The sensations were driving Steven mad. He
started gyrating on Roger's dark cock, trying to get it into him. He could
not understand what he was doing. He was acting on pure impulse; all reason
had gone out the window a while back.  Roger wanted his ass badly but he
didn't want Steven to regret anything so he pulled back his throbbing cock,
close to eruption and pressed it into Steven's rock hard abs.

      He brought his mouth back to Steven's pink lips and kissed him
deeply, breathing hard through their noses. Steven pulled his hands away
and grabbed Roger's face, kissing him hard, pulling away to watch Roger
bite his dark lips only to pull his mouth back to his. Steven's eyes were
filled with carnal desire.

      Steven started grinding his cock harder and faster into Roger who
returned the favor by doing the same thing. Roger was on the brink of
cumming, his eyes wild with passion, his features becoming more rigid as he
edged closer. Steven knew he was close and slid his hands down Roger's back
to his ass. He could feel Roger's muscles contracting as he thrust into his
crotch. It was enough to drive them over the edge.

      "Ahhhhhhhhhh, I'm cumming," Roger hissed as he could hold out no
longer.

      Steven could feel the cum shooting between them like hot lava, the
smell of fresh cum reaching his nose. It was all that he needed.

      "Uhhhhhh, fuck, I'm cumming," he hissed as he offloaded onto Roger's
stomach.

      The sensations were overwhelming and Roger's knees started to shake
as the last of his cum volleyed out of his throbbing dick. He held onto
Steven's shoulders. Steven felt like he had the most intense orgasm of his
life, his cock shooting volley after volley of cum. He almost though he
wouldn't stop cumming but eventually it subsided, cum dribbling from his
piss slit.

      Roger pulled away from Steven and pulled his foreskin over his
extremely sensitive cock head. He moaned slightly, making sure to rub cum
all over his cock and balls. He scooped up some with his finger and pushed
it into his foreskin, rubbing it all over his cock head. Steven was amazed
at what he was doing. Now he realized why Roger's cock smelled so ripe.
Wanting his cock to smell the same, he rubbed the combined cum all over his
still throbbing cock and balls.  He then scooped up, pulled his foreskin
back, placed globs of cum over his flaming cock head and snapped his
foreskin in place. Cum dribbled out of his cock but he left it.

      Now it was Roger's turn to be surprised. His friend had surprised him
many times today.  Ha had no idea Steven could be such a freak.

      "Roger," Steven said, "do you hate me?"

      "Why would I hate you?" He asked.

      "After what happened between us just now, I never did anything like
that before," he replied.

      "Of course not", Roger replied. "Do you hate me for it? Do you think
you'll be weird about it after?"

      "I don't know," Steven replied. "I honestly enjoyed it. I loved every
moment of it. I'm just not sure how I feel about it."

      Roger didn't reply. He felt a little angry but then it was Steven's
first time. What Steven didn't know was that it was also Roger's first time
as well. They showered together. Roger washed Steven's body, leaving his
cock and armpits dirty, and Roger returned the favor. Before they stepped
out of the shower Steven held Roger's hand and looked him in the eye. Roger
could see the mixed sea of emotions behind them, but what he saw mostly was
desire. Steven leaned forward, Roger had a mind to pull away, but his
desires refused to let him. Steven kissed Roger's dark lips with his pink
ones and Roger kissed him back. It was going to start all over again and
they both knew it.