Bill look exhausted, but, at the same time, happy as he could be.
-" Your coffee is going to get cold" I said with a smile.
-" I just need to get myself together, haven't felt this good in a while" he said with a smile.
I sat at the table, looking at him, but not staring. i couldn't believe this had happened. Here was a man I had basically stalked all week, and we had actually had a great sexual encounter. My mind was just flying around with thoughts of us spending time together, even living together. All the silliness that comes after a nice date.
While my mind was still out there, i heard Bill standing up. His pants still around his ankles, he picked them up, tucked his shirt in, zipped up, tightened his belt, and joined me at the table.
He took a couple of sips from his coffee, grabbed a donut, took a bite, and then leaned back on his chair.
-" Al, I have to tell you. I have never done anything like this. I can't believe it felt so great.I think of guys having sex, and somehow weird situations come to mind. This felt so natural. I don't know how to explain it".
-" Look, Bill, I have to confess, i had my eye on you from day one. Getting to this point was awesome, i never thought it would happen. You are a very nice looking man, exactly the type i find attractive".
-" I have to tell you, I never would have thought you were gay. I have never thought of myself as gay. But, when we started talking sex, I just couldn't help myself".
-' Hey, nothing wrong with that. Look, Its already 12:30. I have a few things to do. i live right across the street. How about I give you my phone number, call me, maybe we can get together again, even if its just for coffee. it doesn't' have to be about sex" ( I wanted to slap myself when I heard those words come out of my mouth).
-" Sure thing. i will be in touch".
With that, he showed me the way back out the long corridor. We climbed the stairs, he let me out, and after a hand shake, he closed the door behind me.
For the next 2 days, I could do nothing but think of my encounter with Bill. Tuesday afternoon, I was sitting at my desk, daydreaming about the whole thing, when I suddenly looked at the clock on the wall.
"Shit". It was 2:58. I was about to blow our weekly conference call with our main office. I closed the door, shut off my cell phone, and quickly dialed the conference number. I got on, and heard a bunch of beeps from people joining at just about the same time. "Whew, just made it".
The call went on for over an hour, with absolutely nothing new being said, as usual.
By the time I got off, it was 4:15, and I needed to take a leak badly. As soon as I hung up, I rushed to the men's room. Coming back to my office, I turned my cell phone back on, and had 2 missed calls and 2 new voice mails.
I recognized one of the numbers, but not the second one. I heard the 1st message (my softball manager, reminding me of practice on Thursday). "Ah yes, softball is finally back", I thought.
The second call was much more interesting;
"Hi Al, this is Bill, from the mall. Just calling to say hello. I will be working late on Thursday, so I was wondering if you might want to have dinner. I should be off by 8p.please call me back My number is...".
Oh, yes, Thursday now was REALLY going to be good. Softball after work, and then dinner with Bill. Hopefully more.
I called him back, and accepted to have dinner.
" Good" was his answer. " As a matter of fact, you don't even have to cook. I will pick up something at the food court. I have a lot of contacts there".
" Great, I have softball practice at 5:30, i will be home by 7."
Everything was set. Thursday lasted forever. At 5 on the dot I was out the door, and on the way to the park. The whole team was there, everyone eager to shake the rust from the winter.
After 2 rounds of batting and fielding practice, we were all pretty much done. A couple of us decided to push it a little bit, and, of course, overdid it. While playing second base, I stretched for a ball a little too much, and immediately felt the little twinge on my left hamstring. Practice was done for me. I just hoped I didn't do anything that would not let me play on Sunday.
I walked gingerly to the car, and drove straight home, only a 10 minute drive. I parked in the building's garage, and tried to get out of the car. What had seemed like just a twinge a few minutes ago, was now totally stiff. I very slowly went into the lobby, and took the elevator. 6:50. Good, I have about an hour before Bill gets here. I got in the shower and let the hot water run down my body, especially trying to massage my leg. It felt a little better, but not much. I had an erection just thinking that Bill would be here soon, but didn't want to touch myself. I needed to wait for my new friend.
After I got out, I put on a t shirt and a pair of joggers, and sat down with a beer next to me on my recliner. 7:25. Still got time.
I was awakened by the ringing of the bell. I tried to get up, but was instantly reminded by my leg that I had to walk slow.
-" Hold on, I am coming" I yelled as the bell rang again.
I opened the door, and there was my blue knight.
-" Whew, I thought maybe you had forgotten" he said as he walked in with 2 bags of food.
-" No, I just took a short nap and didn't hear he bell, I guess"
-" Well, come on, I don't want this to get cold".
He walked over to the living room, and suddenly stopped, just staring out the window.
-" What a view !" I didn't realize you could see the city so clearly from here".
-' Well, that's one of the advantages of living on the 16th floor. as long as the elevators work" Right now, i couldn't even climb one story".
-" What happened?" he asked with a look of worry on his face.
-" Nothing big, i just pulled my hamstring a little bit".
-"Oh, that's bad. have you seen a doctor?"
-" No, it only happened a couple of hours ago".
-" Well, I can try to massage it for you. See if we can loosen it up a little"
That was not a bad idea, in any way. I agreed, and I suggested we go into my bedroom, so I could lay flat on my bed.
As I walked by him, I playfully grabbed at his crotch, and felt he was already erect. Hopefully, this was going to be more than a massage.
I turned the lights on in my room, and took off my t shirt and pants. I climbed on my bed, as Bill stood by the side of the bed. All he took of right now was his watch. As he stood by the nightstand, I could see his dick was ready to explode out of his pants.
He stood at the foot of the bed, while I was lying flat on my stomach, and gently asked me:
-" Which leg is it?"
-" My left" I said.
-" OK, it may hurt at first, but I have to try to loosen the muscle".
He pressed his thumbs just above the back of my knee, and started working my leg. He was being gentle, but you could feel his hands were very powerful.
Slowly, with care, he kept rubbing my leg. At one point, he spread my legs a little more. He had now worked his way all the way up the hamstring, and as he massaged the area, he made sure to have his hands make contact with my balls each time.
I wanted him to have more access, as I felt the massage was pretty much over, and the fun was beginning. As he got near my balls again, I lifted myself off the bed, so he would have better access. He was now ready to play as well, so he slowly caressed my dick.
At this point, I decided to change positions, so I turned around and laid on my back, my legs open, showing him my erect dick.
He stood up for a second, and took of his uniform shirt in record time. That beautiful chest full of hair I had seen last week was now fully exposed in front of me.
He climbed up the foot of the bed and laid on his belly, at the same time staring at my dick right in front of him.
-" Oh AL, I want to do this. Its my first time, I am afraid".
-" Bill, there is nothing to be afraid of. Think of what you would like to have done, and do the same".
With that, he put the tip of my dick in his mouth, and almost immediately stopped.
-" Sorry, just give me a second to get used to it" he said.
A couple of seconds later, he was on my dick again. This time, he was more relaxed. He grabbed it with his right hand, while he was sucking it at the same time. Slowly but surely, he took most of it. Suddenly, he stopped as he seemed to gag. It happened a couple of times, but he was getting better at it with each try.
His hands started to reach up for my nipples, and gently caressed them. He started moving up the bed, until we were leveled, and started kissing passionately, without saying a word. As I reached for his dick, I felt the hard belt buckle. His pants were still on. We made quick work of getting rid of them, and started to gently stroke each other. His dick felt even stiffer than it had the first time.
I could also feel him much more relaxed, so I decided to try something new. I shifted positions and got him into a 69. That's when he seemed to lose it. As I sucked his dick slowly, he started to suck me like his life depended on it. That shy man from a few minutes ago was gone. This new Bill was blowing with all his might.
I new I couldn't hold out much longer. I barely had time to give him the warning that I was coming, when I felt myself ejaculating uncontrollably. As I did that, he started to pump his dick harder into my mouth, and without a word let go of his load.
Lying there, exhausted, we looked at each other, and smiled. We knew this wasn't then end, but rather the beginning of something special.
Al