Date: Sat, 17 Nov 2007 02:00:47 -0800 (PST)
From: nice guy <hondacadi@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mike & Me; Chapter 3

I didn't hear from Michael for about three weeks. Finally a e-mail
arrived with a brief note from him. Michael stated that "he was very busy
with work, and really didn't have the time to come and visit me." I
thought that maybe with the big age difference between us that he just
was not interested in seeing me. Although his e-mails became more
sexually explicit. He would talk about using ropes to tie him up, or
"pose" him in different situations or just "play" with him. All this sex
talk yet he did not plan on seeing me, I thought that somewhat odd.
About ten days later, another e-mail arrived and Michael said that he
would like to came and visit on Wednesday morning around ten-o'clock. I
told him that was fine with me and that I would look forward to his
visit. Now, I had something to look forward to instead of just my old
boring life with out visitors or company. Michael was coming to visit,
and this was exciting for me.
The day arrived and I made sure my house was spotless. Just in case
something sexual was going to take place I changed the sheets and pillow
cases on the bed, sprayed everything with that fabric freshener, Fabreze
so everything smelled nice in my home. Then I shaved and took a shower,
put on my newest after shave, dressed in shorts and a new t-shirt and
waited for Michael to arrive.
When Michael finally arrived, he looked great, just like the first two
times he came to visit. It was a very warm day, so he was wearing shorts
and a t-shirt. I offered his a bottle of Bud beer, (he said it was his
favorite) but he declined, so we went and sat on the small couch in my
living room. It was so good for me to have some company, as I am home
alone most of the time, so this was a real big day for me.
We made small talk for a little while, but I just wanted to touch him
"their" one more time. I wanted him to know that I would do anything to
please him even though this was only the third time in my life I was with
another man, and all three time it was with him. So being new at this I
was not sure exactly how to start.
As we talked I put my left arm over his shoulder and let my right hand
rest on his thigh, midway between his knee and his crotch. Michael acted
like he didn't know that I was even touching him. I didn't know if he
liked it or not, so I figured if he drove all this way to see me, I
wanted him to remember me so he would come back to see me. So I went for
it!
I had watched nervously as my hand slowly inched its way under the wide
leg opening of Michaels shorts. I pushed the loose cloth away and settled
over the his prominent bulge. I watched him smile as my hand did this and
he also closed his eyes. I noticed that he parted his legs so that my
hand had easy access to his groin. I watched my hand enclose, caress, and
begin to masturbate Michael while he still had his shorts and under ware
on. He become hotter, wriggling and twisting as his arousal began to
peak. I had watched a dollar- sized dark spot appear on the bright-blue
nylon of his shorts as he liberally leaked pre-cum. He twitched, gasped,
and shuddered. I had watched as his eyes clamped tightly shut and his
body arched. The muscles in his slender legs became firmer as he strained
to hold back a climax. I slid my hand under the waist band of his under
ware and slowly slipped it down until I was touching his very hard cock.
I could feel the heat from it and the tip of it was still a little wet
from his pre-cum. I slowly slipped his shorts and under ware off his legs
and had him sit on the arm of the couch so that if I leaned over just a
bit I would be able to take his beautiful hard cock in my mouth and
really drive him wild.
As Michael sat there, I caressed his balls, and ran my finger as close to
his ass as possible, I would do anything to keep him coming back for
more. As I grabbed his cock again, and began to masturbate him Michael
said lets go into your bedroom, okay? When we entered the bedroom, he
took off his t-shirt and laid face down on the bed. I took off my shorts
but left my under ware and t-shirt on. I slowly rubbed his back letting
my hand run down to the crack in his ass, and then slipped my hand under
him so I could play with his balls and massage then and caress them in a
very sensual way.

Michael then turned over, and while he was lying on his back with his
eyes closed I laid my head on his chest and moved my hand down to his
hard erect throbbing cock. I knew that if I went to fast Michael would
climax and then probably want to leave so I went very slow. I just
lightly stroked him and touched him between the legs but on purpose
didn't rub up and down, I didn't want him to cum yet. I really wanted
to kiss "it" to place it in my mouth and lick and suck on it so he would
have something to remember me by. I also had read on a web site called
"nifty" that men especially gay men liked to have a finger work its way
into their ass while having their cock sucked as this would really drive
them over the edge and give them a release and climax that they might not
have experienced before. I just didn't know if he wanted or liked that
sort of thing, but I was willing to do it to please him.
I turned my head to look at Michaels face and his eyes were still closed,
and he had a very calm, peaceful look on his face as my fingers were
still wrapped around his cock. I just didn't have the courage to place
his cock in my mouth and suck him off, or put my finger in his ass and
massage him their so, I simply massaged and rubbed his cock until his
hips were wiggling and he was moaning and then h reached a climax and
shot his sperm in the air, and over my hand and his stomach. It was
really neat to see this happen, and to see the pleasure I could give to
Michael. But as soon as he reached climax, he got dressed and was gone. I
didn't know if I would see or hear from him again. Maybe I should have
kissed him on his cock, maybe sucked and blown him. Maybe put my finger
in his ass, or licked him their. Maybe he was not satisfied with just
being masturbated, but, only time would tell.

Check back for Chapter 4 of Mike & Me . I didn't receive a e-mail from
Michael for almost 4 months. Check back to see what takes place next.