Date: Thu, 06 Jan 2000 06:15:17 -0600
From: tdenny@mail.com
Subject: "I Came Early" Gay TG

                               I CAME EARLY
                                   By
                               Thomas Denny


I came home early one day. No reason to I just did. Jim wasn't there
when I opened the door so I decided to go ahead and take a shower.
He was probably at the gym, again anyway. I shouldn't complain he
was in such great shape. Moreover, the way he looked in his tights
and leotard always gave me a hard on. Of course when he was at the
gym he always wore sweats over the tights and leotard. I couldn't
start thinking about that now I'd never calm down I actually hung up
all my clothes and jumped in the shower.

It didn't take long to get clean so I was in and out of the shower
in less than ten minutes. I thought I had heard the front door close
when I was in the shower but I couldn't be sure. So after I dried
off I listened before I came out of the bathroom. I could here Jim's
voice or at least his grunting. I started to throw the door open and
see if he was okay. Then he stopped. Then he started up again. I
couldn't imagine what was going on.

I opened the bathroom door, barely, and peeked through. He was
bending over and over doing toe touches. That was why he was
grunting. Evidentially he didn't know I was home. I guess I had
turned the water off before he had come in the bedroom. What Jim was
doing wasn't so abnormal. How he was doing it was different. He
didn't have any top on. I could see his black leotard on the bed. He
was standing there half-naked, with just a pair of black tights on
exercising in front of a mirror. He was one of the most modest
people I had ever known. Jim would get embarrassed if I saw him in
his tights most of the time. In fact he would always wear a T-shirt
over them when I was around.

Nevertheless, there he was doing toe touches without a shirt. I have
to admit she did have a beautiful body. He bent over again and I
looked at his butt and noticed he didn't have any underwear on
underneath the black tights. Every time Jim bent over the tights
stretched tighter and I could see his little butt hole through them.
I could feel my erection started to grow. Nevertheless, I didn't
know what to do. If he thought I'd been in there spying on him he'd
be mad and if he knew I saw him at all like he was now, he'd be so
embarrassed he'd never have sex again. Maybe he'd go get a drink of
water and I could at least sneak out of the bathroom and put some
clothes on.

No such luck. Jim sat down on the bed for a minute and started
pulling his tights off. He was just peeling them off because they
were so wet with sweat. He finally got them off and hung them over
the bathroom doorknob just inches away from my head. I could smell
the scent of the soap he used from the tights. I wish I could have
grabbed them and put them over my head until they were dry. I have
to admit I have some different fetishes.

He moved back in front of the mirror and started doing more
exercises. The same ones thank goodness. Except now I could see his
butthole clearly and also see his penis reflected in the mirror. His
body was glistening with sweat. I wasn't going to be able to control
myself much longer. I had my hand around my penis without even
knowing it until it was almost too late. He sat back down on the bed
but I could still see his reflection in the mirror.

I thought he was resting again but this time he put his hand down
between his legs and grabbed his penis and let out a big sigh. What
the heck was he doing. Maybe I had walked into the wrong apartment.
I had never seen Jim touch himself. Much less start to masturbate.
That was all I could take. I put my hand on the doorknob to go out
into the bedroom and he stood back up to do more toe touches. This
time I could see beads of precum on the tip of his penis. That was
it.

I opened the bathroom door, slowly so I wouldn't scare him to death.
I guess he didn't hear me because he bent over as if he was
stretching and stayed in that position for a few seconds. A few
seconds too long. I couldn't help myself. I was already rock hard so
I walked up behind him and caught him around the waist and guided my
penis inside him from the back. He was already so wet with sweat I
slid right inside him. He gasped and then started rocking back
against my thrusts. He stayed bent over so I couldn't see his face.
But my hands found hi penis and I started slowly moving up and down
his shaft as I moved in and out of him.

His breathing was getting fast and heavy now almost as fast as mine
was. I could feel the sperm moving toward the head of my penis and
all at once out it came. He must have felt it because he pushed his
butt back into me so hard I thought I was going to fall backwards. I
could tell he was close to having an orgasm too. He was almost
screaming with pleasure. But he still wasn't ready. Finally we both
started to calm down. I was still hard and wasn't about to slide out
of him, yet.

I sat down on the end of the bed and pulled him back with me so he
was sitting on my penis. I hadn't stayed up this long in awhile.
When all his weight was on my lap he jumped. "You need to do this
more often," he said as he started squirming on my penis. "I knew
you were in there all along, I heard the shower going you dope. I've
been waiting for you to take me like this for so long, I couldn't
wait any longer," he said as his breaths were getting shorter and
shorter just as mine were.

I didn't know what to say exactly at that moment so I didn't say
anything. She was moving just right and I was ready to orgasm again.
I hoped he was, too. I came again. Geez, that was good. Jim still
had not had an orgasm. Finally we both settled down and I finally
slipped out of him. We both lay back on the bed and I climbed on top
of him. He was still erect and I took him in my mouth giving him the
best blowjob I could. It didn't take him long to shoot his load down
my throat and I swallowed everything he gave me. I did reach over
and grab his still wet tights off the doorknob and pull them over my
head and take a deep long breath. I could see his face even though
the tights were pulled over my eyes. He seemed shocked or surprised.
I told him that we had come this far let's tell each other about our
other likes or dislikes. After that session earlier I really didn't
think he'd mind too much about anything I wanted to do.