Date: Sun, 3 Jun 2012 16:35:23 +0100 (BST)
From: Gee LEES <gee572003@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: UNEXPECTED VISITOR 6

UNEXPECTED VISITOR 6

This is the last of a series of stories based on an experience I had some
years ago.  I hope you enjoy it.  If you do, please remember to donate to
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So, part 6:

I managed to prepare a reasonable meal for Axel after the exertions of the
afternoon and we sat in the garden to eat our pasta with Bolognese sauce
and salad, followed by a very nice organic ice cream.  With it, we had a
couple of bottles of a good Spanish Cava and, by the time we had finished
our meal, it was gone seven, and we expected his Aunt any minute.  We had
left our shirts off but, as the sun eased down, we felt the early evening
chill and put them on before moving indoors to get the warmth of the
evening sun on the west side of the house.  The intensity of the afternoon,
the food and the Cava left us in a relaxed yet contented state, so for some
time we just lay on the settee, my arm around Axel, his head against my
chest, exchanging the occasional affectionate kiss but saying little.  It
seemed to me a perfect end to a fantastic day, and I was happy just to lie
with the young man who had become such an important part of my life over
such a short time.

Axel seemed to sense my feelings, and after a while lifted his head and
turned to me, and kissed me before saying: "thank you for such a lovely
time.  I didn't expect that my first trip away from home would be so
enjoyable, and thank you for taking me into your heart".  Not for the first
time, his maturity amazed me: of course, I'd taken him to my heart, but I'd
tried to keep my affection for him quiet, knowing that he was young, only
here for a few days and would soon be moving on.  I had looked on it thus:
it was a chance encounter, we had extremely good and enjoyable sex and it
was natural that, at his age, Axel would soon move on to greener pastures.
But his confident, mature attitude made me realise that this was not a man
to treat his friends so lightly, and I was touched by his sensitivity.  I
responded: "I'm so glad you've come into my life, and there will always be
a place in my heart for you." Sentimental, I know, but heartfelt, and Axel
responded by planting another deep kiss, which I readily responded to.  I
could tell that he, like me, was getting horny again, but I felt that it
was better just to be together, appreciating each other without the
distraction of physical sex.  For a while then, we just lay together,
exchanging the occasional kiss and chatting about nothing in particular.

This went on for about an hour, and would have done so for longer had it
not been that we heard his Aunt and Uncle returning from work, and a very
relaxed Axel got up to go "home" for the evening.  He was reluctant to go,
however, and I was not in the mood to hurry him, but I did not wish to
offend his relatives by keeping him away from them now they were back home.
Thus, I stood up, took hold of Axel's arms and pulled him up from the
settee, telling him that he should go back.  "OK", he said at last, "but I
need a piss before I go".  "OK", I said, "shall I help you with it?".  "Of
course" was his reply and we went to the bathroom where I dropped my
shorts, sat on the toilet, pulled out his semi-hard cock and took it into
my mouth just in time for him to let flow a fresh tasting stream of piss.
As though he realised that that was as far as it was going, Axel took his
time and although his cock showed signs of getting hard, just held it on my
tongue until his flow came to an end.  I held the final drops in my mouth
and rose to give him a deep kiss, and our tongues mixed his piss together
for one last time.  Holding him close to me, and feeling his semi through
his shorts, I looked in his eyes and said: "time to go, my friend.  Let's
save the rest until tomorrow." "I suppose so", Axel responded, "but we'll
make up for it then!" With that, he took a swig of mouthwash and, with a
last kiss, left for his next-door lodgings, promising to be up and out
early in the morning.

I settled down with a nightcap, reflecting on the day, and felt myself
getting hard yet again as I thought of the fun we had had with Wayne and
the lovemaking earlier.  Gradually, tiredness started to overcome me, so I
decided on an early night, and retired to bed with the smell of our earlier
sex activity still around me.  As I stroked my semi-hard cock, sleep
overtook, and sweet dreams took over.

After a deep and uninterrupted sleep, I awoke about half seven the
following morning feeling fully refreshed and horny.  My morning piss hard
prompted me into thoughts of Axel, and what we might do for the day.  I got
up, brewed my customary pot of tea and settled down to prepare myself for
the day ahead.  Amazingly, the fine weather was holding up, and the sun
shone brightly, with hardly a cloud in the sky, so minimalist dress of
shorts, T-shirt and sandals were again the order of the day, with my cock
ring again to complement my PA and add a feeling of raunchiness.  By 8-30,
I was ready for the off as soon as Axel called.

Soon, the doorbell rang and I answered it to find horny Axel, looking fully
refreshed and irresistible in khaki shorts and shirt, and already showing
signs of an erection.  A brief "good morning, how are you?" was followed by
a deep and full kiss on my lips, and I took him in my arms to return it.
Realising the front door was still open, I pulled him inside and kissed him
again, pulling him closer to me so that his erection was pressing through
the thin material of his shorts. His hand fell to my already hard cock, and
he started to unbutton my shorts.  My cock sprang out, and Axel dropped
down on his knees to take it in his mouth.  "I was dreaming of this" he
said, and pushed his tongue deep inside my piss-slit, and cupping my balls
in his hand.  Much as I enjoyed the feel of my cock in his mouth, with his
tongue digging deep into my piss-hole, I felt that it would not take long
before he brought me to a climax, and much as I guessed he would have liked
a mouthful of cum for breakfast, I thought it better to ease off a bit and
save our energy for later.  I gently pulled out of Axel's mouth and lifted
him up, saying it was my turn.  I pulled his shorts down over his already
fully hard cock and bent over to take it in my mouth as my hands wandered
around his back and down to his arse.

They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions, so I can guess
where I'll finish up!  As soon as I felt Axel's cock pulsing in my mouth
and his beautiful pert arse demanding attention, all of my good intentions
were forgotten and I pulled my cock from his mouth, turned him round, bent
him over, knelt down and started to work my tongue along his crack to his
lovely pink rosebud.  He responded by pulling his cheeks apart with his
hands and I took hold of his legs to hold him to me as I ate out his juicy
hole, chewing the bud and tonguing along his crack.  I could have continued
forever but Axel groaned: "yes, that's beautiful, now fuck me" .  I
continued with my tongue for a minute or so before standing to prepare to
enter his now well-lubricated hole.  I rubbed some spit on my cockhead and
pushed against his rosebud, which opened willingly and let my cock slide
into his arse.  Axel immediately pushed back onto me and it was clear that
he wanted a good rough fucking.  I took hold of him by his shoulders and
slapped his buns and thighs as I ploughed into him.  Within minutes, I felt
myself getting the point of no return, and increased the force of my
fucking until I started to shoot my load deep into his arse.

As soon as I'd finished cumming, Axel pulled away and my cock slid out with
a loud Ôplop'.  He turned to take it in his mouth to lick off his arse
juices.  I could see his cock was as rampant as ever so I pulled away and
turning round, bent over ready for him to take my arse.  I was so turned on
that additional lube wasn't necessary and within seconds Axel had pushed
his cock right up to the hilt and commenced a strong and rapid fucking.
Every inward stroke hit my prostate, and I was in sheer ecstasy at the
hammering he was giving me.  I spread my legs as wide as possible to enable
the fullest possible penetration of his fantastic cock, so that his balls
slapped loudly against my arse each inward stroke.  Then I felt his cock
starting to pump cum, and the stream shot up into my bowel with an
intensity I'd not experienced before.  Sweat fell from us both and, as he
spilt out the last drops of his cum, Axel leant forward and licked and
nibbled the nape of my neck.  Soon, a second flow started to fill me, and
his hot piss mixed with his cum as he fucked his still hard cock back up my
hole.  Gradually, he finished, and slowly pulled out.  His piss and cum
started to escape and run down my leg, and Axel started to rub it in and
around my crack and thighs, making me feel gloriously sluttish.  I took
hold of him and said it was time for a shower, and soon the hot water had
refreshed us ready finally for the recommencement of the Grand Tour of
London.

Thus it was that Axel's first visit away from his homeland continued.  On
his arrival each morning, we made love with quite intensive sex before
going out for the day.  Most days, when we returned in the early evening,
we had a meal and (usually) more gentle lovemaking before he returned to
his Aunt's for the night.  Once or twice, she had returned early from work,
so invited me to join them for a meal.  Pleasant as this was, it prevented
our late evening Ônooky', so the next morning's session was even more
intense!  All too soon, it was time for Axel to leave for home to prepare
for University, and I went with him to Harwich to see him on to the ferry
to Holland.

On the way, he was subdued and sad, as I was, at his leaving but I assured
him that he was welcome to come back anytime Ð he was also under strict
orders to do so from his Aunt!  I added that he was entering a new chapter
of his life and that he must get out and meet new people and do new things.
"Yes, I suppose so", he replied, "and I think I will start by looking up
the German friend I met on the train to Cologne".  "You do that", I said,
"but don't do anything I wouldn't do with him".  "Don't worry", he replied,
smiling again, "there's nothing I'd want to do that I didn't do with you!"
With that, we soon arrived at Harwich and I saw him off with a somewhat
passionate kiss (bearing in mind we were at the entrance to Passport
Control!) and he left for the next phase of life's adventure.

We kept in touch.  After University, he got a good job in the EU, and now
lives in Brussels with a civil partner he met some years ago on a train
from Berlin!  They came over for their honeymoon and Karl, his partner,
complemented Axel perfectly: originally from Southern Germany, he's around
6' tall, dark hair, blue eyes with a lovely gentle nature, great sense of
humour (don't believe what people say about Germans not having a sense of
humour!) and, according to Axel VERY well hung!  After nearly 20 years,
they are still happy together and, I guess, will always be so.  I visit
them with my partner from time-to-time and it is always good to see them
but, these days, our friendship is purely platonic.  Somehow, it seems
better that way!