More sex with a married man
by joe wilson
At eleven thirty that night, the doorbell rang, and he was outside on the porch. He was naked and he smiled in the light of the moon.
"Can I come in?"
"Of course, Jerry. You're always wanted here," I was surprised and suddenly excited. The porch light illuminated the shadows, and I could see him clearly. God, he was a beautiful man. His soaring cock was ready, his fingers twisting his swollen nubs. He was a tit man, who loved his titties played with, and I wanted only to suck them, to give him the pleasure he was seeking.
When I opened the door, I was naked too, and my cock stuck up just as hard and erect as his. We were two males ready for it. Hungry for the pleasure that only exists between men with a passion for each other. And surely I was consumed with passion for him. As was he, or why else was he here?
"I didn't expect you."
"Laurie's on the night shift at the hospital, and I kept thinking of what we did this afternoon."
"Yes, I've been thinking of it too."
I closed the door after he stepped in, and we were shut out from the world. Alone in each others arms, we pressed our naked hairy hard bodies together in a tongue to tongue kiss, slurping mouth juices, feeling growing excitement in our loins. We held together for a long time. Neither of us wanted to move away from the exquisite pleasure that came from rubbing our sweaty and hairy bodies together while we kissed. What a surprise to have him here, not at all expected. Wanted? You bet.
I had been lying in bed thinking about how easy it had been this afternoon, and what great sex he gave me. He was one hot son of a bitch, who never seemed to get enough, always ready for more, loving the suck as much as I did. We both climaxed until there was nothing left. Yet here he was, hot and ready, his eyes full of horny lust as he looked at me, his mouth dripping, slurping saliva over his chin, wanting more cock, best of all my cock.
He slipped down onto his knees. Grabbed me by placing his hands on my ass, and pulled me toward him. His lips were open and ready as I inserted my cock down his throat. jesus! I loved the feeling. I loved looking down at him, seeing him on his knees out of control. I loved the suck, the exciting pleasure of it, but most of all I loved watching him, watching this married guy who loved his wife, so completely lost to the pleasures of sucking MY cock, and eating MY cum.
But I pulled a away. "Take it easy man. We got all night. Gotta make it last."
"Yeah," he whispered. "All night. Laurie won't be home 'til after nine. Hours and hours of sweet pleasure."
"Here, hot man, take a drag," I said, handing him some marijane. "This'll help you hold it off. Increase the need."
"Yeah, baby." He took a drag. "I love that. You're drivin' me crazy, you know that don't you?"
"I'm trying," I laughed.
"Shit!"
There was a pause, a quietness. We sat on the sofa, our hairy legs touching, I bent my head down so that I could kiss the nipples he seemed to play with all the time. It was nice, but then he said something that really shook me up.
"Laurie asked me to invite you over for some play Friday night," he said in a soft voice, almost a whisper. It was as though he knew he was about to divulge something that he shouldn't.
"What?" I cried. I was dismayed.
"She wants to meet you."
"Jerry, tell me, does she know about us?"
"Well, sure, we don't have secrets, especially about sex." He shifted his position, his hand resting on my balls, fingers threading through the hairs. It felt good. I was both excited and upset by what he was saying. I couldn't even think of the possibilites.
"You mean she wants me to come over to your house on Friday? To have sex with the two of you? Is that what you're saying?"
"Well yeah, isn't that alright?"
"Yeah, I guess so," I said. And then I added, "I never been with a woman, I'm not sure I'd know what to do."
"She figured that. That's what turned her on. Beside she wants to watch me suck your cock, She said she never saw two guys making out....."
"Jesus, Jerry, I'm not sure about this. I'm not sure I can even get it up for her," but I could feel an added stirring in my cock, and the thought of what we could do was intriguing.
So I let it rest. The time was now, and now I had this gorgeous hunk sitting next to me, and I wanted him. I wanted him to fuck me. So we watched porn on video, and forgot about Laurie. Our fingers massaged secret places, and we kissed gentle kisses. We were two naked men consumed with growing lust, and need, playing the game of the slow tease. Pressing smooth warm flesh against moist body hair. Increasing passion and desire until we could hold off no longer.
I broke the spell. I wanted his cock up my ass. I wanted to feel him inside me. Couldn't wait so I pulled him up. Holding him in my arms, I felt the strength of him, and I said in a quiet voice, "I want you to fuck me."
"Yeah. I want that too," he said with a grin, "Been thing about it since this afternoon, been thinking of it lot"
He was standing there in front of me. I was standing there too, just looking at him, admiring his beautiful body. So perfect. I leaned forward and bending down I kissed his cock feeling the heat of it on my lips. Better drain it a little, before he plugs into me. Swollen blood vessels ran along the edge of it. My hand encircled hairy balls big as apples, and my fingers sought his warm wet anus.
He spread his legs to balance himself. Shoved his hips forward. He wanted the suck as much as I did. Perhaps he realized the benefit of getting off first, before the fuck.
There's no better, more satisfying connection than a hard cock slipping down your throat. AAAAAAH!
I cupped his heavy balls in my hand and sucked his cock deep into my throat. My tongue rolled around the underside of the smooth tip, washing pleasure into it. His groans made it more pleasure for me, 'cause I knew how much he loved it. Loved it like I loved doing it.
Slowly, he began to push deeper down my throat. I could feel his bristly pubic bush on my upper lip and on my nose, and my chin caught the slap of his lowhanging hairy balls as they bounced against it. My trembling fingers continued their slow trace along his asscrack. It was hairy, moist and smelly. God!
His splash took a long time. Long minutes of excruciating pleasure. Painful. Wonderful. And then the cry. The powerblast of cum. Hot salty cream striking the back of my throat. I hung onto his asscheeks, holding him in position, licking the hard muscle with my tongue, and when his sharp pleasure turned to pain, he pulled away. "Jesus!" Was all that he whispered, and he fell onto the tile floor.
He was on his back, his arms resting at his sides, his incredible cock was still sticking up into the air reaching for the ceiling.
I way hypnotized by the sight of his naked body, and I wanted his giant cock inside me. Anxious for the fuck, I stood over him, and my legs straddled his hips. I lowered myself down upon his saliva-slick cock. It slipped inside, slowly at first, but with a lunge of his hips it was in all the way.
Before he arrived so unexpectedly, I had been playing with a greased dildo. My rectum was slippery with lube, and for that reason the entry was easy and almost painless..... His eyes were open, riveted on mine, watching every movement, every expression of pleasure on my face that his humungous cock caused, as it massaged my prostate.
And so I began the ride, easing his cock in deeper, then out almost to the tip, then in again. I put a squeeze on my ass muscles, tighening the hold of his precious member, milking pleasure into it.
I looked down upon his perfect body, and I knew it could never be better than this. The indescribable pleasure of his cock rubbing the inside of me, touching all the hidden nerves that cause so much exquisite sensation. His lips formed a kiss. The fingers of one hand worked his nipple, the other hand found my swollen cock and began to masturbate me.
I wanted to bend down to kiss him, to feel the roughness of his unshaven beard that appeared on his cheeks and chin, to sense the real masculinity of him, while I rode his cock up and down. But I was afraid if I did he might slip out breaking the spell, so I continued the ride.
His groans became shouts of loud screaming passionate filthy words, words that were outrageous and exciting. He demanded all the strength I could give him. Sweat formed on my hairy chest and dripped down on his hairy stomach. I could feel it flow into my pits. The stink of it was wonderful.
And then with a sharp cry and super strength he pushed his hips up off the floor, carrying me up higher and higher. Somehow I fell on my back, he was hovering over me. The position totally changed. My legs found a resting place on his his shoulders.
He looked down at me, a sneer on his opened lips, drooling mouth juices on my sweaty abs. "I'm topman, not you fucker. Get it, shithead? You show me new ways, but I'm boss. That's the way I play it."
He hung over me now. His cock grew bigger, harder, as he plunged it in and out of my hole. In moments he was ready for the come, and with a shout that could be heard in London his orgasm splashed hot love cream into the deep cave of my rectum. And my cock rubbing on his hairy stomach caused my own wonderful explosion, shooting luscious cum into his belly hair.
And with exquisite pleasure that swallowed both of us into another super wet dream, I knew at once it was the greatest sex I had ever had. I was captured in the thrall of him. The exquisite pleasure of giving. Oh man, I will do anything, anything for you Jerry, just ask.......
after a long while he stirred, sat up and looked at me, "That was something, wasn't it," he grinned, "So great." and then he paused long enough for brief kiss, "We'll do it again won't we, after we rest a bit?" he asked with a shy smile.
"Yes Jerry, we'll do it again. Come lay next to me. See if you can get some sleep."
"Friday night, you'll come over to my place, okay? We'll show Laura............"
And as he fell asleep, I lay beside him thinking of new things and new ways, until several hours later he awoke and we began again.
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