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Summary:
Obie settled into his new 1 bedroom apartment in the centre of the city, thanking his parents back in Europe, for securing such a cool place for the next 6 months.
He was now focusing on his much anticipated internship at a top East Coast U.S. marketing agency.
Before starting work, Obie toured the apartment complex and it's featured amenities, including the gym, sauna, and especially, the rooftop terrace and bar, where he met Sebastian, the resident libation specialist.
He also met, Jake, the owner of the property. Obie was struck by his elegance, maturity, good looks and above all, his knee weakening smile, without a doubt, one of the secrets of his success.
Obie was hoping he would eventually explain why, all the tenants of the apartment complex, happened to be men. Handsome, sexy, very friendly, men.
Jake, never left Obie's thoughts throughout the following day, which was Monday. That glacier melting smile, was all he could see in his mind. Waking up, he remembered wanking off in bed, the night before, imagining having sex with the married realtor and property owner. Looking down on his naked body, there were still traces of dried semen all over his chest, stomach and cock.
Obie started to get hard and almost grabbed some lube to masturbate, but he looked at his watch and it was already 9AM. Only 2 days were left, for his internship to begin and there was a ton of errands to run. He took a quick shower, grabbed some breakfast and ran out to the bank, post office and the laundry shop.
Stopping for lunch, he relished his good fortune to embark on the adventure of a much sought after internship, which could open the doors back in Europe for a great position in advertising and marketing.
Not far from his professional plans, was the prospect of having an ample source of sexual encounters, without even leaving home. To reside in an apartment complex where this type of activity was encouraged by design and policy. To his knowledge, this type of "Apartment Life", was the first of it's kind anywhere. Maybe Jake was on to something and would be a groundbreaking concept with the potential to become an under the radar franchise.
He also remembered, Jake had offered' to show him around town and go for drinks at a local pub. Obie figured that would be the best opportunity to get to know Jake, solve the all male' tenant' mystery at the complex, and, maybe, see what else, could `develop'...
Wondering if Jake would call early in the week, or towards the weekend, Obie, thought of what he would wear on his first, `pseudo date' with Jake..matter of speaking...
He did not have to wonder too long....
"Hey Jake, how are you", said Obie", as his mobile lit up and he realised it was Mr. Monaco ringing.
"Yeah, I'm out doing some errands now, taking care of banking, dry cleaning and other things, before I begin my internship on Wednesday"
"Great Obie, that's awesome!"
"It's best to get all that done as early as possible, it takes some of the stress out of relocating to a new city, and in your case, a new country, even if it's just for 6 months", said Jake.
"Speaking of which, are you available tomorrow night?", added Jake.
"I have the night free, because Valeria is in New York, visiting relatives. I thought I could make good on my offer to show you around town and, then go for some drinks at a nice pub I frequent, near the waterfront", said Jake.
"Are you sure Jake, I don't want to inconvenience you or take up time you may need for your business", thoughtfully declared Obie.
"Not at all Obie, it would be my absolute pleasure to spend the evening in your company", warmly expressed Jake.
Upon hearing those words from the handsome realtor, Obie's cock sprang up, getting instantly hard. Since it was a late Spring day, the weather in Boston was a bit warm and he decided to go out in shorts and t shirt. The shorts were thin and had an interior lining, which did not conceal much, especially a sudden erection..
"Well, then, I accept your invitation Jake", said Obie.
"Superb, my friend, I will pick you up at the front entrance of the apartment complex at 5PM. I will be driving a red, convertible, it's my pride and joy, a 2015 Audi", said Jake.
"Oh, one more detail, you don't need to get all dressed up. It's warming up in the Northeast and I saw the forecast for tomorrow, no rain! You can just wear some shorts and a polo shirt, if you want, sandals would be cool too. I will be wearing the same, so we can be comfortable touring around, ok?", said Jake, with a slightly breathy tone of voice, which made Obie's dick get even harder.
Upon concluding the incoming call from Jake, Obie's mind was racing in all directions...
Was Jake being friendly, extending a cordial, thoughtful invitation, to become familiar with the greater Boston area, thereby, making the transition from Europe to America, easier....
Or, was it, Obie, `wishing' for a hot encounter with the married, sexy businessman...
Lastly, perhaps indeed, Jake, had become somehow attracted to him and wanted to see where things could go....
Obie decided to go with the latter.
Back in the apartment, Obie looked for a pair of shorts and t shirt. He found a pair of light blue, vintage Adidas shorts, with a slit on both sides. They were short enough, 5 inches from his crotch.
No need for underwear, those shorts came with a thin, mesh lining...
Next, the t shirt. Obie remembered he picked up a nice one on his recent trip to Santorini. The t shirt was made from white mesh on the top portion, and light, breathable, almost transparent cotton, on the bottom half.
Finally, he needed sandals. A close Punjabi friend had given Obie a pair of sexy, black, Indian style sandals, which exposed most of his feet.
Putting together all the pieces, he stripped naked, then, tried on the shorts, t shirt and the Indian footwear.
End result, he DID feel "comfortable", as Jake, suggested....he also felt very sensual, almost 'slutty', but then again, that was the whole premise....'seduce' his hunky host...
As he looked himself over, he lowered his hands to cup his growing bulge, that uncut, 8 1/2 inch penis and a pair of nice, hairy, round orbs, barely held in place by those skimpy Adidas shorts...
He imagined Jake looking at him inside the red Audi convertible as he tried to focus on driving through Boston's cobblestone streets, perhaps with a a growing erection of his own.
Before falling asleep, Obie began masturbating, again thinking of Jake. As he raced towards ejaculation, he stopped. He decided to save his load...who knew what the next night would bring.....
The next day, Obie all but spent the hours, counting down to 5PM. First, he hit the gym for a strong workout. Then a leisurely shower, where again, he boned up thinking about sex with Jake, but stopped short of shooting his jizz all over the tiles. After a light breakfast, he called his parents across the pond to let them know all was going great over in America.
Just then, 3PM came along and Obie's pulse quickened. He laid out the shorts, t shirt and sandals and wondered what else he may be needing. Sure enough, it was the scent he would wear..
Going through his fragrance collection, he decided upon "Sexual", the original version, by Michel Germain of Paris. Sexual, was a fragrance that Michel Germain created, that spawned many variations, but it was the original that Obie liked.
The fragrance, was made with a blend of leather, musk, sandalwood, vetiver and patchouli, the most sexually suggestive flower plant this side of the Indian sub continent. It was warm, seductive, masculine, but with a hint of mystery.
Obie sprayed a little bit on his chest, wrists, behind the knees and a very small amount on the back of his neck.
One more look, and at 10 minutes to 5, Obie was on his way to the front entrance.
"Hi Jake", good to see you again", said Obie.
"Greetings my friend, you look ready to hit the town, Hop in"!! "Hey, I really like those vintage Adidas shorts, and that cool shirt as well". "Did you get those back in Europe?"
"Yes, I did, they are both truly comfortable", answered Obie. Jake, proceeded to give his European guest the 'once over', flashing that Mr Monaco smile, indicating he liked what he saw.
Obie took notice and smiled back, while leaning in to his seat and enjoying the view, both of the city and the Audi's driver.
Jake, chose to wear a pair of what looked like Banana Republic linen shorts, a tropical print shirt from the same store and a pair of brown, Italian leather sandals. His shirt was opened halfway down to his stomach.
For the first time, Obie could see that Jake, was indeed quite hairy and had spent some time in the sun. Within minutes, Obie's cock started to get hard and he had to do some mental algebra to divert the blood flow elsewhere.
Both men, continued exchanging glances, laughing, talking about each other's countries and taking in the views of the late New England afternoon.
Finally, Jake arrived at the pub he had spoken about to Obie. It turned out to be a quiet, out of the way bar, tucked on a side street, not far from the waterfront.
They drank a few pints and felt relaxed, at ease, enough to begin opening up to one another on a wide range of topics. Jake began with a description of his marriage and the fact that Valeria never focused on her husband nor her spousal duties, especially sex. She was a Latin American opportunist that basically came to the US to catch a wealthy husband. The age difference did not help either, she was only 23 years old.
At the end of the day, Jake knew they were really using each other and had begun moving on to other areas of his life, namely, his real estate business and 'exploring' his options for his personal well being.
Valeria cared more about her Platinum American Express Card and her shopping sprees in New York than her provider, the man she married for 'love'. Jake confided to Obie, he was looking into divorcing Valeria, even though the prenup agreement benefited her more than him. His freedom would be more important. Having a trophy wife, was no longer a priority.
Jake, then turned to the apartment complex and finally revealed the reason why all the residents were male. He explained that most were interns from locations in Europe, Canada, Australia and several Asian countries.
Nearly all were in the Boston area for 6-12 months, in either the private sector industry or the medical field. Further, he confessed that he personally, looked over every applicant, including their personal profiles, photos and professional credentials. The complex also housed a group of off campus students from a local university and they were basically, 'frat boys'. To round off the residential profile, Jake mentioned that there were about 8 apartments leased to several high profile members of the Boston LGBTQ community, which were either restaurant owners, physical trainers or freelance artists. That explained the rainbow flag sticker at the entrance of the apartment complex, right next to the gym and convenience store.
While there were no rules banning female 'visitors', to date, Jake said, he had not seen anyone bring in any girls in for the night or weekend. Hmmmm....
"But enough about wives and businesses", Jake exclaimed! "Talk to me about you, Obie". At that point, Obie gave Jake a brief rundown about his college years and his new internship in Boston, his life back in Europe and his
future aspirations. While he spoke, he noticed that Jake was beginning to take notice of Obie's physical attributes. He felt Jake's eyes on him and for the first time that night, real, tangible, sexual tension.
Jake's smiles became more suggestive. His body language, was already indicating his thoughts were clearly erotic in nature. Ordering a round of French cognac, they retreated to the far back of the pub, where it was darker,.
They found a table, with a long cloth covering, reaching down to the floor. They sat opposite each other but in very close proximity. There was no one else sitting in that section of the bar and Jake decided to make his intentions known to Obie.
"Hey, thanks for joining me tonight, it's been really tough for the last month, dealing with Valeria and all her drama". "I know we just met, and I am aware that there is an age difference between us, but I would really like us to be friends, maybe, even more"....At that moment, Obie realised that yes, Jake was attracted to him physically, but also, as a friend.
Without warning, he felt Jake's foot rise up, under the table and make contact with his right leg. His foot continued to rise and then make it towards Obie's crotch. Taken by surprise, Obie did not know what to do. It was then, Jake simply said, "Obie, I think you are so fucking hot"...."I love those fucking Adidas shorts, that sexy mesh shirt and those Indian sandals, you have beautiful feet"...."And fuck dude, what's with that cologne you are wearing"?
"Since you got into the car, I've been fighting back a fucking hard on"!
Obie was stunned, to say the least, but managed to deliver a cunning smile, which made Jake take a much bolder step. His bare foot, found Obie's growing bulge and zeroed in on his throbbing cock. He rubbed his penis with the ball of his foot, then with his toes. This made Obie squirm in his seat and let out a low moan. Jake in turn, began rubbing his own erection, while looking Obie straight in the eyes. Both began breathing heavily and within a few minutes were at the doorstep of ejaculating into their respective shorts.
"Obie, since the moment I met you, all I have done is think of you"...."You are so handsome, smart, sexy"...."Jake, me too, I confess, you've been on my mind since I met you as well"....."I actually jerked off thinking of you after you left that night, when you winked at me and then gazed down at my bulge"....
"Fuck Obie, I think we should leave this place, before someone notices what is happening"
Jake then drove to his office, located in a corporate park building near Logan International Airport. Enroute, neither men, could stop feeling the other up, pawing their erections through their precum stained shorts, breathing heavily, throwing caution to the wind.
Once inside Jake's office, lights out, alone at last, and in complete privacy, they both got naked, and made love for over an hour. They edged at least 4 times before erupting their semen all over themselves.
Jake kissed Obie, open mouth, taking his breath away, while running his strong, manly hands all over his nude, trembling body. He toured his chest with his hot, wet tongue, sucking Obie's erect nipples,and inhaling the scent of his armpits. Then, he kneeled and took Obie's throbbing, precum leaking dick in his wet, hot, hungry mouth and almost made him cum in no time.
Reciprocating, Obie returned the favour and did the same to Jake, causing him to almost lose his balance as his body shook from head to toe, from the expert cocksucking talent of his European intern.
After reaching the point of no return 4 times, Jake said...
"Obie, this is not the place for it, but I really want us to be together, like this, but with a bed, a nice bathtub, candlelight, wine....I want more...I need more...I need to....be inside you"...
"Let's go away next weekend, after you leave work", I will take care of the details...Valeria is travelling to Colombia for a month"....
"Yes Jake, I'd like that"....."Fuck Obie, suck my cock, SUCK ME OFF OBIE, Make me cum in your mouth".....Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah Obie", Take my cock, play with my balls, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
CUMMMMMMMMMMMING, OHHHHH FUCK OBIE, CUMMMING IN YOUR MOUTH......Obie tried to swallow it all, but some of Jake's semen, overflowed his lips...
Out of breath and dizzy, Jake, smiled at Obie and noticed he had not shot his load yet.
With that, he propped Obie on his desk, sat on a chair opposite him and proceeded to orally service his young lover to completion. Holding on to Jake's shoulders, Obie fucked Jake's mouth and in just a few minutes, let out a cry of lust and passion, flooding Mr. Monaco's gullet with his hot spooge. Jake was unable to swallow all of Obie's cum, but the rest, splashed on his chest and face.
Hugging and kissing each other, they basked in the afterglow of something that was bound to happen from the very second they met at that rooftop terrace.
There is nothing sexier than an elegant man's smile....