Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2005 08:13:33 -0700
From: livetobrew@hotmail.com
Subject: remembering james part 2

Thanks for the emails....got some good feedback.  Here's the next part..

It had been a couple of weeks since James and I hooked up.  I had thought
about it alot and still was very attraced to the fact that I had made out
with a guy and sucked his dick but I still had many reservations.  Well,
alcohol took care of that.  One weekend evening after I had had a few drinks
I was on my way home and my car just sort of went by James' apartment.  It
was still a bit warm and I noticed his windows were open.  With the
assistance of the courtard light I saw him reclining on the couch in just a
pair of jeans.  I was going to ring the bell but instead I softly called his
name through the window.

He was a bit startled (who wouldn't be) but when he found out it was me he
let me right in.  We engaged in small talk for a bit but he knew why I had
stopped by and, within minutes, I was kissing him while my hand dropped down
and caressed his cock through the denim.  He was already hard and it was all
I could do to keep from dropping to my knees right there.  He said, "wait a
minute" and we composed ourselves for a bit.  He asked me what was going on
and I said that I was still curious about gay sex.  He said, "Well what do
you want to do?" and I said, "Do you have some movies we could watch?"

We went into his bedroom and got undressed.  Both of us were very aroused
and we laid back on the bed while he hit the remote.  I can't remember what
the movie was about because we were making out shortly after it started.  I
really wanted to go down on him and this time I was very conscious about
what I was doing.  His cock wasn't the thickest but it was quite long;  I'd
reckon about eight inches. ( right now I'm thinking about that moment).  I
sucked and licked him for some time and soon he moved around and took my 6.5
in his mouth in a 69.  We rolled around a bit and he ended up on top.  I
remember the feeling so well...his hard cock in my mouth, my hands feeling
his ass, while his mouth did things too me I still dream about today.

He stopped sucking me and came back up to my face.  I grudingly let his cock
leave my mouth only to have it replaced by his tounge.  He asked me to roll
over and I began to recieve a rim job that was unreal.  He wormed a finger
into my ass from time to time and it was clear to me that he really wanted
to fuck me.  A good part of me wanted it too. Alot!  But, I still just
couldn't make that step.  That part of me was scared and afraid won out and
I denied him again.  I wasn't being a tease...I really wanted to but I just
couldn't.  James, always the gentleman, then went back to work on my cock
and I on his.  I was so excited that I came very quickly.  He said, "I'll be
right back" and went to the bathroom.

He came back with a warm washcloth and cleaned me up.  I felt really good
but I could feel my "I just had sex with a guy" freakout coming.  Looking
back, I wish I would have stayed the night, feeling his smooth body next to
me, kissing him good night and good morning.  I didn't.  I hurridly grabbed
my things and said my thanks and drove off into the night.  The thing was, I
couldn't get him out of my mind.  I went back to my place and stroked myself
to another orgasm wishing that James was there.  I'm such an idiot.  I would
see James again, under similar circumstances.....

To be continued...

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