Date: Fri, 6 Mar 2015 13:25:22 -0500
From: Rod888man <rod888man@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bath House Boy III


			    BATH HOUSE BOY III
 
 The good news is that he was leaking pre cum like faucet with a wornout
washer. I licked his balls clean, then gave his long shaft a tongue
bath. But dessert was sucking the precious fluid from his cockhead. Damn,
if someone could make an after dinner aperitif taste as lovely they'd make
a fortune. As I was licking my lips he said, "Go easy, man, I'm really hot
and I want this to last a while." So I slipped my finger into his well
lubed pooper and gently fingerfucked him while I fondled his 'nads for a
couple of minutes until he gave me the go ahead. I kept my finger moving
and began to suck the half of his tool that I could get in my mouth. Slow
and easy with repeated trips to suckle his glans. He asked for two fingers
in his rectum and they fit easily. He liked it when I massaged his prostate
so I did that alternating with in and out. I figured he was on the
threshold when his pelvis tilted up and his legs extended straight out.
Then he started to breathe faster and deeper and moan: "ah, ah, ah, Ah,
AAHH......" I felt his prostate swell and lifted my head a millisecond
before he started to squirt. The first spurt caught my left ear and the
rest of his load sailed safely past my head. It was something to watch. I
shoot pretty far but he beat me by a foot and it kept coming. "Oh wow! You
can really suck a cock!", he said, and we headed for the showers.
 
 We got a March thaw and it was lovely to see the grass again after all the
snow was melted. I'd been thinking about getting together with Jim again
and I gave him a call to see if he'd like to come for a visit to my little
country cottage. He seemed eager for that and we made plans for me to pick
him up after his class on Friday afternoon. My cottage was a little log
cabin that had been abandoned years before and I had bought it for a
song. In my spare time I had re coulked it, cleaned it up, did some
painting, repaired some rustic furniture and threw out the rest, including
the bed, and bought replacements. He declared it charming which pleased me
no end. It fronted on a pond and we hiked around it while we swigged a
beer. When we got back it was dinner time and I suggested we grill some
burgers. "Sounds terrific, but how about trying out the bed first?", he
said.
 
 We were rock hard by the time we got into bed. He'd never done rectal sex
and was curious. I knew his virgin rosebud would be too tight to be bred
but I wanted him in me so I'd settle for a good sucking after he had his
way with my pooper. I rolled a condom on his cock but not before I gave it
a little "hello, I missed you" suck. Greased up, he gently entered me and
it felt nicer than I hoped. I may be a hopeless romantic, but there's a
difference between just being fucked and having the cock belonging to
someone you really had some feelings for. He was slow and gentle and
obviously enjoying it as much as I. His timing was good too. Before my butt
got "that's enough" tender he jammed his tool all the way in and came
without making a sound. I don't think I'll ever get tired of feeling a cock
throbbing in my rectum and knowing it was delivering its seed into me. He
stayed planted deep in me until his organ softened enough to slide out of
the condom. "Thank you", I said. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I
did."
 
     My cock was needy. Oh so needy! It was dripping precum and if it could
talk it would be demanding to be sucked. So he did. Again I was surprised
at how good it felt. Same deal, when you care for the sucker it had a magic
that couldn't be matched by just anybody. And he had a lovely touch. A poet
would come up with a way to describe it, but it was delicious beyond words
I could put together. He was oh so gently fondling my 'nads and they were
as happy as the rest of me. I lasted longer than usual under the
circumstances until I entered the front porch of heaven. The term
"inevitable ejaculation" is appropriate because it would take a .357 magnum
in my ear to deter me from my approaching climax. "Oh, wow that feels so
good....I'm gonna pop pretty quick. o, o, ooo, OOOO, OH
I'M.........CUMMING!" And the wads of jizz screamed through my cock. Jim
had lifted his head after a squirt or two and we both watched my boner
dance and spurt spunk up my belly and chest. He moved over to lay on top of
me and I got a very long, very wet kiss.
 
     The burgers and a couple of beers hit the spot. We watched LeBron
James lead the Cavaliers to a victory over the Hawks but he couldn't spend
the night. He had an 8 O:Clock class and up early to get some reading done
beforehand but promised to have a rematch the next weekend. "But next time
I want that organ of yours up my butt." I found an empty wine bottle in the
recycling bag and told him to lube it and stuff it until it loosened up his
sphincter enough to make that possible.
 
         Tuesday at dinner time things were slow but on making my rounds I
visited the video room and there was a clean cut young guy watching one of
our juicier M2M flicks and slowly stroking an unusually long, thin boner. I
sat next to him and sat on my towel. "My, what a lovely penis. I'll bet if
it could talk it would asked to be sucked.", I said.
 
        He stared at my now very hard cock and said, "Bingo, I can hear
it. Yours looks needy too and I've never tasted an uncut one. Maybe we
could trade favors?" Nothing else said, I took his hand and led him to an
empty room. "How about a 69 and we could double the pleasure?", he said. I
put a little lube on my finger and began to stroke his rosebud, then began
to lick his sizable 'nads. He wasted no time and began to suck my hooded
cockhead but paused in a moment to retract my foreskin before resuming his
meal. "That's very nice on the palate but your finger tickles." So I slid
my finger up his pooper and started tickling his prostate instead.
"Mmmmmmm.", he said, so I guess that was a better tickle. Silence except
for the occasional juicy sound as we both enjoyed our sucking. He was good
at it and unusually good at fondling my swollen nuts. He lasted longer than
I expected until his belly muscles began to twitch and I was ready to lift
off when his prostate hardened and swelled but I didn't move quick enough
and his first spurt hit the roof of my mouth. Then I could watch the rest
oh his load squirt past my head as his asshole squeezed my finger.
 
               He was a player, he only paused for his orgasm to subside
and then went back to work on my stony boner. The taste of cum, especially
that first squirt with its usually large proportion of precum, works like
an aphrodisiac for me because less than a minute after he popped I felt the
rise of sensitivity in my cock that signaled my load was getting ready to
blow. I warned him and he stopped sucking and began to just lightly circle
my cockhead with his tongue. Delicious! I love to hold off cumming when I'm
close so I can enjoy the little time available to savor that incredible
feeling of impending orgasm. "Mmmmm, I'm about ready to cum." He lifted his
head and began to use his fingertip to gently swab my piss slit. "Close
now...... ah, ah, o, o, Oh, O, YEAH!" KZZZZIP!". My cock jumped away from
his finger and the first hot wad raced through my cock to land on my
face. Again and again my cum spurted from my leaping rod.
 
       "Wow! I counted eleven big squirts! Do you always shoot that much?",
he said.
 
       "Only when pleasured by an expert", I said. "I think we need a
shower to get rid of the spermy stink."
 
          In the shower I washed off his long skinny cock and got an
idea. I told him about Jim and his virgin butthole and asked him if he'd
like to pop his cherry. He thought it sounded like a great idea if we all
got together for playtime so we went to my office and traded names, his was
Pete, and phone numbers.
 
			      TO BE CONTINUED