Date: Fri, 9 Jul 2010 12:26:59 -0700
From: George Billy <threesummerstory@gmail.com>
Subject: Three Summers - Eric pt. 2

Sorry for so long between chapters. Hopefully with this chapter lives
up to expectation. I definitely think this is the steamiest yet. I
hope you can tell how all three relationships are going and are
looking forward to finding out which one Trent finally ends with. As
always, I love comments: threesummerstory@gmail.com

The Second Summer: Eric pt. 2

 I headed up the staircase with the DVD in tow; I'll admit I was
nervous. I knew Eric must have some interest in gay sex. Why else
would he have a bareback video on his shelf? But I was fearing
rejection or being used like Austin had done to me the previous
summer. But the thought also made me incredibly horny, and that's what
pushed me to climbing up the staircase and opening the door to the
master bedroom, here in Eric's house.
  I pushed open the bedroom door and found Eric laying on his king
size bed. He was on his back and his hands were behind his head. He
was only wearing a pair of dark green boxers. They were damp from
wearing them underneath his boardshorts, but I was imagining he was
wet for other reasons.
  His hairy chest was fully revealed and his pink nipples were erect.
The dusting all over his body was just begging to be nuzzled against
my face.  I felt myself salivating at the thought of were all that
hair led to.  His armpit hair was sticking up too; his whole upper
body on display for me. Then the hairy thighs coming from his boxers,
that led down to his muscular legs and his perfect feet.
  I almost came in my pants just looking at this man I'd been
fantasizing about in just his underwear. So it was no wonder I could
barely respond when Eric cooly spoke up, "Find anything worth
watching?"
  I swallowed. "I think so.". I started walking from the doorway to
the bed. Eric raised his eyebrows.
  "I found this DVD," I said, not showing him the cover, "and it
seemed like something we'd do."
  Eric leaned up, I watched his fuzzy abs work out.
  "Which one?" he asked and I knew he wasn't expecting the DVD I was
going to pull out.
  I looked at his hairy forearms and beautifully covered chest and the
red stubble dotting his face and I knew I was going to do whatever it
took to get with this man.
  I pulled the DVD out from behind my back, blushing a little at fact
I was looking at a man fucking a little twink in the presence of
someone else.
  Eric's eyes widened, "Oh fuck Trent. I'm sorry, I was-"
  I got on his bed and straddled him, his  furry chest resting under
my hands and his eyes looking right into mine.
  I'm not sure who initiated it, but within a second, his rough face
was pressed up against my smooth one. My lips were pressed against
those of a recently divorced man who was several years ahead of me.
And I don't care if it made me a whore or what. It was so  fucking
good.
  It wasn't just a peck, but it wasn't intimate or his tongue sliding
down my throat either. It was in the middle. And at that moment I
never wanted to relinquish the feeling of that man's lips against
mine.
  He broke the kiss. "Trent, it's time I be honest with you. My
marriage-it didn't work out because well...."
  His dick squirmed and I felt his hard rod through his boxers under my ass.
  I moaned at the feeling of his hard cock pushing into my skin and
decided it was time to cut the chitchat. I pressed my lips back to his
but it was a quick teasing kiss.
  My lips moved to his left armpit, still fully exposed. I shoved my
face right in and ran my tongue around it. The hairs tickled my tongue
and the taste of him made me even hornier.
  I moved to his pecs and licked his skin,  wetting the hairs and
continuing to just taste him. By now he had his hands pressed against
my bare back, massaging it and occasionally sliding down to rub my
clothed ass.
  My lips found my way to his nipple which I lightly bit. I loved the
feeling of it in my lips, and the way he let out an endless line of
moans.
  I let my tongue run from his nipple all the way to his belly button.
I scooted my body off of him and readjusted so I was in a position
where my face was right at the level of his dick.
  I pressed my nose right into the fabric of his boxers, inhaling the
mix of pool chlorine and pure manliness. I started sucking on the head
of his cock, visible through the wet fabric, taking cues from what
Austin taught me last summer and what I'd seen in porn.
  I reached up and pulled down the boxers, tired from the fabric that
had been separating me from what I'd wanted for so long.
  His dick was standing straight up, seeking attention but I was
taking in the sight.  Eric was a true man, and his dick and balls were
a true testament to that.
  His cock was easily eight and a half inches long and as thick as my
three middle fingers. His balls were the size of eggs in a tight sac.
He had thick, strawberry blonde pubes in a patch above his cock, as
well as his balls.
  "Are you sure you want to do this?" Eric said, one hand rubbing the
back of my head and the other now back behind his head.
  I looked into his blue eyes and his lips and his slightly wet hair
and I knew if I tried to say anything it would not come out. I nodded
and then just went right down on his cock.
  Eric's dick was so long, there was no way it would fit all the way
down my throat. I had learned some deepthroating with Austin but I was
hoping this was more than just a blowjob. One hand stroking the shaft,
my mouth as low down as it would go and my other hand groping his
ballsac. He let out deep moans and they just egged me on.
  I swirled my tongue around his length and thick cock head, tasting
the precum steadily leaking out. He tasted different than Austin. A
mix of sweat, and this scent I couldn't describe other than masculine.
  I would have sucked Eric's cock till he exploded down my throat then
I would have continued. But he pulled me off his dick, now wet and
slippery.
  I figured he knew what he was doing because of his age and
experience. He pushed me down on my back and and started worshipping
my chest like I had done to him. He knew exactly how to work each and
every nerve. He was soon at my boardshorts, which he didn't let stand
in the way for long. Within a second the Velcro holding them together
was ripped apart and was then on the floor with soon, my boxers.
  We were completely naked on his bed, a hairy, muscular, bachelor in
his twenties and a smooth, somewhat awkward 18 year old.  My cock was
already rock hard and Eric took no time in taking ahold of the length,
giving a quick stroke and then shoving my dick right into his mouth.
My eyes rolled back and I squirmed an inch off the bed. The feeling of
his warm mouth, his  thick, experienced tongue moving up and down on
my sensitive shaft. Even the sight of his mouthful of me and his eyes
looking right into mine and his head bouncing up and down drove me
wild. I had already leaked so much precum, within minutes I was ready
to cum. But I didn't want this dream to end. I pulled Eric off my
cock.
  "Is everything alright?" he got on top of me so his furry, sweaty
chest rubbed along me and his lips were a centimeter away.
  "Yes," I hissed at the pleasure just his body against mine gave me,
"but I'm close. And I don't want this to end."
  That's when it hit me. The cover of the DVD. I wanted him in me, to
fill me, to be close to me. I told him I wanted him. Austin wouldn't
go further with me, but why wouldn't Eric.
  I got on all fours, my ass lubes with sweat and pointed right at Eric.
  He said he wasn't sure if we should, if it was right, if I could handle it.
  He adjusted his warm cockhead so it was pressed against the entrance
to my ass. The feeling of his thick manhood, the warmth, I needed it.
  I reached behind him, feeling the muscular backs of his thighs, and
pushed him all the way into me.