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CHAPTER 3 - Carlos
"Hi Stu, sure, what time you want me".
"Say about 10:30?" I replied.
The three dots. Why was I getting hard?
"Perfect. See you then."
A thousand thoughts were running through my head. "Easy, Calm down", I thought to myself. "he's just coming to help out, nothing else. You're not even interested in guys. Ok, shower, need to be clean for my guest". I composed myself and went upstair, slipped of my boxers and climbed into the shower. The water was cool and refreshing. The temperature was already over 30°C outside, it was going to be another hot one!
Under the shower my thoughts kept drifting to Carlos and what I'd seen of his body the day before. The the image from my dream sprang into my head. My body was in a heightened state of awareness. The water trickling through my chest hair over my nipples was sending little shockwaves to my groin. As I soaped my body up I spend a little extra time slowly massaging and flicking them. Then i moved my hands slowly down to my balls lathered them up, before slowly starting to masturbate my grown hard on. The whole time imagining Carlos under the shower with me.
I slowly increase the rhythm of my hands as the grasped tightly around the shaft or my penis, pulling the foreskin back and forwards over the sensitive head. My balls started tightening as l wanked even faster, the soap working as a lubricant adding to pleasure.
Just as my heart was starting to beat faster and I could feel myself about to spurt my man juices all over the shower wall... the doorbell rang, popping my little cloud, ruining the moment and bringing me down to earth with a thud! "Geez, can a guy not get 5 minutes to himself" I thought. My balls were now full and aching. I opened the bathroom window and shouted out "who's there"?
"It's me, Carlos. You did say 10:30 right? I might be a bit early, hehe, I might of been a bit keen to get here" he shouted back.
"Oh cool, easy, no problem. Come on in, the door should be open. I'm just in the shower, I'll be right down" I said.
I'll finished rinsing off and got out of the shower, my cock pointing straight out the whole time, pre-cum leaking out of my foreskin. Damn I'd forgotten to grab any shorts before coming up. I wrapped my towel around my waist. It didn't do much to hide things as it was a small towel. We handed unpacked anything yet. The towel only just went around my waist showing my leg off on one side. I went downstairs to say hi to my guest and grab my shorts so that we could make a start.
As I walked into the room he turned around in the chair he was sat in looked up at me and smiled. That little smile sent a bolt of lightning through my body to my half erect cock, making it jump a little and making my knees go weak.
"Well hello, but aren't you a little underdressed? Or am I maybe overdressed" he chuckled.
"Haha, well I don't mind if you wanna take your top and shoes off mate, because it's gonna be hot" I replied. "I'm just going to grab my shorts then I'll be ready". I grabbed them off the back of the sofa and slipped them on under the towel showing off my ass cheeks as the towel raise up. Carlos raised his eyebrow.
"Free balling huh"? he asked.
"Yeah, when I'm home and pottering around the place AND its hot, I like to let the boys hang loose, give them some room to move. I hope you don't mind"? Why would he, I mean we met like less than 24 hours ago, he knows I'm straight and I'm not coming onto him much, right? "Ok, concentrate" I said to myself.
"No, thats no problem, and I'm gonna take you up on your offer. You don't mind if I work barefoot do you?". I nodded in reply and with that Carlos grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and slowly started pulling it sensually up over his belly, then his chest before raising his hands over his head and removing it completely. Next he slipped his shoes off and then pulled off his socks.
The whole time I watched and studied him, my mouth going dry. He didn't have a six pack like in my dream, but every inch of his olive tan belly was covered in dark hair. Next his pecks, which were nicely defined, also covered in dark hair except for his two perfect nipples that sat nicely on the lower ridge of the muscles. His pits were also a deep forest hiding the skin underneath. Small beads of sweat glistened among the hairs giving them a slight shine.
The hair on his legs went down to below his ankles on either side. His feet were slightly larger than mine, probably about a 45 (European size) and slim. You could see the veins on the tope of them. There was a bit of hair in the top ridge and then on the top of each of the toes. His toe nails were nicely kept, almost pedicured. I stood there drinking it all it, filling my head with pictures. straight or not I knew I was gonna phantasise jacking off to him later!
He looked back at me clearly having similar thoughts and asked "so Stu, we can stand here admiring each others bodies or we can get on with something. What's it going to be"? He grinned seductively.
We spent the next few hours moving furniture and boxes around, putting other pieces of furniture together and putting shelves and pictures on walls. We took a break for sandwiches at lunchtime. By 4pm we'd both worked up quite a sweat and the deodorant wasn't working anymore. I could smell my own sweet body odour coming from under my arms and Carlos was also smelling ripe.
"You wanna grab a shower to cool off" I asked.
"I have a better idea. You wanna go down to the lake, there are a couple of good places to swim there" he suggested.
"Sure, but I haven't unpacked the swim stuff yet" I said.
"Thats ok, you can wear some boxers or something. All within walking distance".
We grabbed a couple of towels and headed off to the lake.
We walked through the forest and suddenly took a left turn through the brush coming out on a pebble beach. "I like coming here because no one else comes here because of the pebbles. So you never get disturbed, plus no one else can see the beach, unless they are on a boat" Carlos explained.
With that we laid out our towels, Carlos took off his shoes and socks again and I kicked off my flip flops. We both took off our shorts, me revealing my black Freeguns that I'd put on just before we left and Carlos his tight white briefs.
We walked down to the water and both dived in. It hit the spot cooling us both down and washing of the sweat from the day. We swam around for a bit and the splash around a bit before both getting out and walking up to our towels. I couldn't help but notice that his white briefs had gone see through and I could make out his toned hairy buttocks . We lay on our backs in the sun, a few inches from each other, when I noticed Carlos lifting his bum off the ground then slipping his briefs down, lifting his legs over his head to take them off. I did me best not to look.
"You don't mind do you" he asked "It's just they'll dry quicker in the sun that way".
"Hey, no problem, its a free world" I said back, not moving but trying to get a glimpse. We lay there again in silence, an obvious tension in the air. I felt his little finger brush mine, sending tiny waves of pleasure through my body. I tried hard not to get an erection. Then I felt his hand caressing my hand then my arm. I closed my eyes trying not to move, in two worlds. Did I want this to happen. Next Carlos rolled onto his side. I could feel his flaccid cock and hairy legs on mine. I turned my head to look at him. He looked me in the eyes and slowly edged his head closer to mine. Our lips met and his kissed me. Soon he opened his mouth and pressed his tongue against my lips. I responded by opening my mouth and letting him in.
I felt his hand start to rub my chest, then my nipples. He played with them, pinching a squeezing them. I arched my back in response to his squeezes. His hands moved down past my tummy. Using the tip of his nail, he gentle caressed along the top of my shorts, avoiding my pulsing cock and down to my inner thigh. The touch of his hand there sent shudders through my body. The whole time I was on another plain, no thoughts in my head other than how wonderful he's touch felt and how good his mouth tasted. After about 10 minutes of snogging, he put a finger into the waistband of my shorts and tugged them down. I did the same to the other so they were below my knees when I managed to work them down before kicking them off. The feeling of releasing my hard hot cock was amazing. I had never been this hard with my wife before.
Carlos release his lock from my lips and move his mouth slowly down my body, kissing it on the way past my nipples, my belly button and stopping just above the head of my cock. I could feel the warm of his breath on it. As he moved into position I'd noticed how hard he was too. My leg had a wet patch where he had been leaking he juices on me. If I'd have looked down I would have seen a long string hanging from my leg hairs going across to the tip of his penis like a thick tightrope.
He flicked his tongue out touching the tip of my cock, sending more shivers through my body. Then I felt his hot wet mouth cover my cock from the tip to about halfway down. He closed his lips around my shaft and pulled back before pushing it back in his throat. He worked my cock like he'd done it his entire life. I'd never had such a blowjob. None of the girls or women I'd been with were anywhere near this good.
Carlos had his eyes on my face the whole time. I kept raising my head looking into his eyes willing him to carry on as he sucked on my cock and played with my balls with his hands. By now my member was dripping wet and the clear pre-cum was flowing. Carlos released my cock from his lips and made his way back up to my mouth, moving his body over me. He carefully places his hole at the tip of my cock, and then pushed backwards, sucking me in. I was amazed at how easily I slipped in! He started grinding backwards and forwards on my, his own cock squashed between us. I suddenly realised how close I was to busting my nut. I opened my eyes and tried to speak, but couldn't with his tongue halfway down my throat. As the first stream of cum flowed through I bucked my legs up pushing him into the air but also pushing myself deep into him. He grabbed onto me as wave after wave of orgasm pumped through me into his body.
His head flipped back as he started contracting his anus around my cock, his own orgasm pumping his juices into our hairy chests. The second shot hitting my beard and the third rope flying past my head and hitting the stones. He collapsed on top of me and we lay there kissing in a hot, sticky pile, sweat dripping off of us...
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Cheers Red.