"Bye, see you in a few days!" And with those words, the biggest obstacles to my impending date were on their way to the Dells. Sure, they left the dog and the cat, but neither of those are high-maintenance animals.
Now, it was time to get ready for my date. Cleaning my room wasn't too bad. I just had to strip the bed and toss it all into the washer, pick up the myriad books and papers scattered about, and last but not least, all the empty Coke bottles. Then the linens went into the dryer and I hopped into the shower. The the sheets went back on the bed and settled down on the couch to wait for David to arrive.
Since it was only my third date of all time and my first with him, I was more than a little nervous. Sure we had chatted often and even cybered once or twice, but nothing feels the same as real life. I couldn't concentrate at all on my book and just spent my time fidgeting. While I was waiting, nervous thoughts skittered through my mind. "What if I'm not cute enough? What if we don't hit it off? What if his car breaks down?" Sure, it was just a short drive from his motel to my door, but those types of things happen.
The knock on the door thankfully scattered all my thoughts. I got up, opened the door, and finally stood face to face with him. From the top of his brown head to the tips of his shoes, I ran my eyes all over his body.
For the first time, I could see what he looked like. No longer was he just a series of glowing pixels on the computer screen. A really interesting series of pixels, but pixels nonetheless. Instead, he was short brown hair over twinkling brown eyes, smooth arc of jaw to full, ripe, sensuous lips, a line of neck leading down under his black polo shirt with forearms lightly dusted with brown and golden hairs peeking out. His black pants were close to his body, but not too tight. More hinting at what lay beneath as he stood with one leg relaxed than showing it. With a grin upon his lips he asked, "Like what you see?"
Since my mind was acting like the Warner Brothers wolf upon seeing the Nurse, it was no stretch for me to say, "Oh yeah. Do I pass muster?"
"You'll do." And then he laughed when I lightly punched him in the arm. "Shall we?" I locked the front door, went down the steps, and followed him to his car.
All the way to the flea market in Princeton (I needed books) we talked. He had a nice, rich, warm voice. I was curious, so I put my hand on his chest just to feel it reverberate. "Jumping the gun, aren't you?"
"Naw. Just wanted to see how it felt when you talked," I said as I flushed and put my hand on my lap.
I blushed even more when he reached his arm around me and said, "I hope you enjoyed it just as much as I did." And then...we arrived.
We walked around the flea market, frequently touching each other. Ever when we were just walking, we would lean into each other. Miraculously, we didn't trip each other.
After we were both done with our shopping, we walked back to the car. Just before he turned the key I said, "Hey." he looked at me and I leaned in for a kiss. His lips were warm smooth, velvet against my skin. As we broke off, I said, "Thanks."
"Mm-mm, no, thank you. That was one of the best so far."
"So far?" I asked.
"Well, yeah. Kind of hard to do in a car. What do you say to some food?" So, on our way back, we stopped at a restaurant and played footsie underneath the table. Mainly just rubbing our ankles and calves together. Ever contact was like a brief spark as we smiled at each other over the table.
Eventually, we reached home sometime during the night. He even walked me to my door! "Worried I would get lost?" I asked over my shoulder as I unlocked it.
"Not really," he said nonchalantly with his hands in his pockets.
"Well, come on in then."
"You sure?"
"I wouldn't be asking otherwise. Come on. We can relax together and I can work on my technique. One of the best. Humph!"
"Well, practice makes perfect. So lead on, McDuff." I looked at his smiling face and guided him back to my bedroom.
As soon as we were in the door, David turned to face me and then somehow managed to jump backwards onto the bed. He put his left hand over his crotch and started kneading as he closed his eyes. I bent down and took off my shoes and socks, then crawled over to his feet where they were resting on the floor. I unlaced his right shoe and pulled it off. I softly kissed the skin just above the top of his sock and proceeded to pull it off. I then did the same for his left foot. Leaning over him I asked, "Forget about me?"
Grabbing my hand, he said, "Hell no, Dan." And then he pulled me on top of him. Our lips met in a light kiss. I felt his tongue rub against my lips as his hand ran up and down my back. As I opened my lips a little, his tongue snuck in and his hands slipped beneath my pants. As his fingers traversed the cleft, his hands squeezed my ass. I also felt the back of his heel stroke along the upper part of my calf, tickling the hairs there before coming to a brief rest behind my knee.
As I withdrew to breathe for a little bit I whispered, "You sure are talented."
"I multitask," was his grinning reply as he drew me back down. I kissed him and then straddled his lower thighs so I could take off his pants.
He moved his hands as if to help. Grabbing his wrists and holding them together loosely I said, "Uh-uh. My room. My rules. You're the guest. Just lie back and relax. Like the first time we cybered, okay?" He nodded his head. I unsnapped the button and undid the zipper. As his zipper gaped open I stroked the line of his hard shaft through his soft, black boxer-briefs. he gasped and his dick jerked a little beneath my hand. I slid his pants the rest of the way off and then raised myself back over him.
As I rested my weight on my left arm, I slid my right hand over the swell of his shoulder. I let my fingers slip into his armpit as my thumb rode over his nipple. I could hear the cotton slide over his 1/4" long body hair. (He claims it's more sensitive than shaving and not as painful!) I followed the line of his torso over his stomach and down to the waistband of his underwear.
I slipped my two fingers inside and ran them across his body. I laid down on my side and cupped his balls through his shorts. As I hefted the heavy sack with my fingers, my thumb pressed in between them. I then let them slide out of my grip and slid my hand against his thigh up to his groin. My fingers slid over his balls, pubes, and the base of his dick. I ran my fingers gently over the smooth skin of his shaft and heard him gasp. While he was evidently enjoying it, his clothes were starting to get in my way. "Sit up please, I want to help you get your shirt off."
"Do you think you can get it off me?" he asked with a charming grin. He sat up and raised his arms. I slid my hands underneath his shirt so that my palms were against the smooth skin of his sides. I ran my hands up his body and felt him shake a little as I passed his ticklish spot. After it was off, he grabbed it and tossed it into a corner of the room. I placed my hands on his bare shoulders and lightly kissed the side of his neck with just my lips. As I did that he asked, "What about your shirt?"
With my voice muffled by his skin I said, "It can wait." He laughed and put his arms around me. I kissed my way up his salty/sweet/soapy skin to his mouth. Just before I kissed his lips again I inquired, "How do you like your ears?"
Taken a bit aback he said, "I like them just fine. If you're planning on a wet willy though, I would like to remind you my knee's between your legs."
"Do you like having them stroked, like this?" And with that, I ran my finger behind his ear from the top to the bottom, tracing the curve.
"Yessir." I brushed my lips across the tips of his unattached earlobes. He sighed and kissed my cheek. My left hand ran across his right ear as I pressed my lips tightly to his left. I opened them first and after a short time parted my teeth. I ran my tongue across his earlobe as it entered my mouth. He moaned and once again, I felt his foot brushing against my leg. I laid him back against the bed and his foot fell as he relaxed.
I ran my lips over his jaw, underneath his chin, and followed his throat to the pulse in the base of his neck. My hands were clasped tightly in his. I moved from his neck to the crook of his elbow. Massaging the soft, warm, silky skin with my lips I worked my way up the edge of his armpit. I traced a line across the outer edge of his pec and then inwards to his nipple. I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger, rolling it around, and running the tip of my finger over it until it was rock hard. I then slid the tip inside my mouth and sucked on it.
Realizing I was neglecting the right side of his body I move over to his right nipple. I could feel the heat rising from his crotch. Reminded of its existence, I asked him if his underwear was uncomfortable to him. "It could be improved," he said. After exhorting him to be patient and watching his nipple harden in response to my warm moist breath blowing over it, I ran my tongue along the outside of his areola. I dragged the tip of my tongue over his nip. And then, with a devilish grin, I blew on it. He gasped and looking down, I could see a wet spot on his shorts. Leaving my hand to warm his nipple back up, I let my mouth slide lower on his body. I felt his fingers slide through my hair.
I slipped one of my fingers into his belly button and rubbed it against the sides. My mouth finally caught up and I kissed the top edge and then the bottom. My hand fumbled around his groin, searching for the fly. As my hand slipped in he whispered, "Dan, I think I'm gonna burst if I don't come soon."
I wrapped my hand around his thick, veiny, meaty shaft as I asked, "So that's a hurry up and suck me off? Good timing."
"No, it's a 'I don't know how much longer I can hold it.'"
"Hips, please." He lifted his hips and I pulled his underwear down. As his engorged dick rose before my eyes my hand resumed its place on the shaft.
I kissed the head of his dick and after wetting my lips with his slightly sweet precum, I slid them down the underside of his shaft to his balls. I lifted his smooth sac in my hands and licked it.
As I did this, he came. His cum splattered all over my hair and face. And his stomach as his cock jerked in time to the eruptions. I kept playing with his balls until he was done. I gave him a slow, deep kiss and then told him, "I'm going to clean up now."
His eyes half-lidded, he mumbled, "What about you though?"
"I'm fine. Just relax." He took a deep breath and his eyes fell totally shut. After I came back from my shower I used a warm rag to gently clean him up. He moved a few times in his sleep. Then I lay down next to him and fell asleep next to another guy for the first time.