Date: Sun, 7 Oct 2001 20:10:04 EDT
From: Draginacht@aol.com
Subject: Waiting for Love 11

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real
people or events is purely coincidental.  The story contains graphic
descriptions of sex between men. Anyone who is forbidden by law to read such
material must stop now.  This story is being posted to the Nifty Archive
solely for the enjoyment of its readers.

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Waiting for Love: Chapter 11


Dave had some decisions to make. Upon reflection, Jack had not been upset or
grossed out by Dave's drinking his precum, sucking his cock or swallowing his
cum. That became obvious over the next couple of weeks as they maintained
their normal schedule. The next step would be to give Jack a real blowjob and
take him deep. Not an easy task, considering the size of Jack's member. Dave
drove into West Hollywood to his favorite gay bookstore. He was able to find
a toy that was fairly close to Jack's size, not quite as long or as thick,
but close. Every day thereafter he worked on getting the fake phallus into
his throat. He finally succeeded but not without some pain. The more he did
it the easier it got. He found himself wishing Jack's penis were the size of
Matts'. He never had any problem with that.

The Saturday morning finally came when Jack indicated he need relief again.
Although Dave wanted Jack every day, several times a day, he was committed to
wait until Jack indicated he needed it. Dave had promised never to
proposition Jack again and he was going to live by that promise.

"Isn't it time we went inside?" Jack asked with a twinkle in his eye. They
had already removed their T-shirts and left them on the back of chairs on the
back porch. Jack held the door as Dave entered the house. As they walked down
the hall, Jack was walking behind and to the left of Dave and he placed his
right hand on Dave's waist. That surprised Dave for a second. Jack had never
been a `toucher' or made any display of affection. Dave reached back with
his left hand and grasped Jack's basket through his shorts. Dave could feel
Jack's hardening cock and delicious balls. Jack yelped but did not pull away.
They quickly completed undressing and Jack assumed his usual position lying
across the center of the bed.

Dave took a different position this time. He climbed on the bed and kneeled
beside Jack's right side. Jack's eyes were already closed, an indication he
was willing to accept whatever Dave wanted to do. First, Dave used his palms
to caress Jack's pecks. Jack's nipples were already erect. Next, Dave bent
over and took Jack's left erect nipple between his lips and stroked it a
couple of time with his tongue then nibbled on it.

"Sssssssss!" Jack reacted by sucking air between his clinched teeth. "Shit!
That is so hot!" Jack gasped.

"Quite, Stud, You ain't felt nothin' yet." Dave said quietly as he moved to
the left nipple. "Ssssssss!" Jack reacted again. After devoting an
appropriate amount of attention to Jack's nipples, he began slobberingly
kissing his way down Jack's abdomen. Dave carefully detoured around Jack's
throbbing phallus, licked the aromatic pubic hairs on each side of his groin
then focused on Jack's balls. Dave planted a wet kiss on the right nut and
Jack moaned. He moaned again when the left nut was kissed. Dave licked Jack's
sac, covering it with saliva. Jack couldn't seem to lay still. When Dave
sucked Jacks left nut into his mouth, Jack just about sat up. At first he was
up on his elbows watching what Dave was doing. When Dave released Jack's left
nut, Jack could see he hadn't lost it. Then Dave sucked the right nut into
his mouth and bathed it with his tongue. Jack collapsed back onto the bed and
moaned. Dave thought, `If a man trusts another man to take his nuts into his
mouth, he'll trust that man with anything.' Dave now believed Jack was
sufficiently submissive and he was in complete control.

The next step was easy. Dave released Jack's right nut and placed his lips at
the base of Jack's shaft. A gentle kiss, followed by a lick of the tongue.
Dave continued to kiss and lick his way up the length of Jacks pole, slowly
approaching the sensitive V on the underside. A few licks there caused Jack
to squirm again. Without further fanfare, Dave lifted Jack's tool, placed the
head in his mouth and tongued it a few times. Dave was now positioned on his
knees, beside Jack, facing toward Jack's feet. This gave him the angle he
wanted for the next phase of his adventure. Also, the hair on his left leg
was rubbing against Jack's right side and it was driving Jack crazy.

The moment had arrived. Dave released his hold on Jack's cock, holding it
only in his mouth. Cautiously he pressed forward. The head reached the
entrance to Dave's throat and the gag reflex was under control. With a little
more pressure the head slipped into Dave's throat with no pain. He backed
off, took a deep breath and took Jack into his throat again. This time, he
kept on going.

Jack could feel a hand on the top of each left thigh. So, what was Dave
holding his cock with? He raised his head and looked down his long torso just
in time to watch the last two inches of his love tool disappear into Dave's
mouth. He couldn't believe it. And when Dave began to pull back exposing his
now wet rod to the cool air, it was equally unbelievable. Then Dave slid down
his shaft again, and up again, and again, again, again, stopping each third
trip to breathe.

That was too much. Jack's hips thrust uncontrollably, driving his already
encased meat deeper into Dave's throat. Jack's nuts erupted sending sperm
directly down Dave's throat toward his stomach. Dave used the leverage his
hands provided on top of Jack's thighs and pulled back so that only the cum
spiting head was in his mouth, filing it. This was Jack's best effort yet.
The quantity of cum was enormous and the quality was very thick and salty.

Surprisingly, Jack recovered quickly. Not like his last orgasm. With his cock
head still in Dave's mouth, Jack reached for and grasped Dave's cock. He not
only got cock, he got a hand full of cum. Dave was so excited he had
ejaculated with Jack.

Dave collapsed next to Jack. His head was on Jack's chest; his right arm was
draped across Jack's abdomen. His head rose and fell as Jack inhaled and
exhaled. And he could hear the wonderful sound of Jack's heartbeat, pumping
blood throughout his beautiful, loving body. Jack's right arm extended down
Dave's back and his hand softly stroked the area that was available to him.
They lay quietly in the closest thing to a lovers post-coital embrace as they
had ever done. As Jack was stroking Dave's back, Jack began to stroke Jack's
abdomen and chest. These were truly lover's caresses.

After about 15 minutes, Dave took the lead, raised himself with his left arm,
looked down at Jack and said, "Come on, Stud. Time to get moving. We both
have things to do today."

"Do we have to?" Jack sounded just like his sons when they were told they had
to stop doing something they were having fun doing.

They headed for a quick rinse in the shower and dried each other. Jack put
his shorts back on but Dave remained naked. Jack retrieved his T-shirt from
the back porch, said good-bye and left.

Alone now, Dave crawled back onto his bed, brought himself off and napped for
about 45 minutes, dreaming of things to come.


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Dave answered the phone, "City Lumber."

"Dave."

"Hi, Jack, What're you doing?"

"Missed you last Saturday."

"Yeah, Me too." Dave replied quietly even though no one could hear the other
side of the conversation. "How were things at the cabin?"

"What a mess! Beth and the boys pitched in and together we got all the brush
cleared away from the structure. We swept and scrubbed and cleaned until all
the dirt was on us instead of the cabin. Beth found a spot where the former
owners had planted flowers and some were still blooming. The place is
starting to almost be livable. I made a list of things I think I need to fix
the roof and repair other things; if I bring it buy, do you think you could
collect the materials and join me next weekend? I sure could use your
knowledge on how to do a lot of the repairs."

"Sure!" Dave responded, trying desperately to not communicate his excitement.
"If you can fax me the list, I'll collect everything, load it in the back of
my truck, and we can leave your car here. You think the family can get along
without you for a weekend?" Dave added jokingly.

"After all the work this past weekend, no one has been begging to go back any
time soon."

"Of course, you get my discount!"

"Dave, please don't do that. I can afford to pay for the materials."

"I know, but I also know I'll be spending some time up there so this is my
way of contributing. Besides, how will you know if I charge you full or
discount price?"

"You're terrible. But, you got me this time." `I'll take you any time
you'll let me!' Dave thought.

"Shall we go Friday after work or early Saturday morning?"

"If we go Friday after work, we'll still have several hours of daylight to
get some work done. Just call when you leave work, I'll drive my car to the
house and meet you there. You're sure that old beat up truck can make it up
the mountain?"

"You might have to get out and push, but we'll make it."

"Call me."

"Count on it."

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