Over the next few days, Alex had dropped by several times when I wasn't home. I'd kinda' forgotten what it was like to chase someone. Oh, you know... leaving notes or candy or some other crazy shit for the "object of 'lust'" to find. (Alex left an open, unrolled condom with a note at my sliding door. "Mike - Do you like cream filling? I have some to go with this.")
After dealing with a few problems at a job site, I made it home by 6:30 on Thursday, dropped my clothes at the front door and headed straight for the pool. In the whole time I've lived there, I'd never had any problems with people coming to the house... but, 10 minutes later, someone drove-up. I heard the car door, then the door bell. The pool is in the back, so I decided to stay in and ignore the whole thing. I was stretching my arms and back - hanging from the diving board - when I heard the screen door open.
"Ah-ha... I've got you where I want you." Alex was smiling from ear to ear... he finally got his way. I dropped back into the water and smiled at him.
"Hello, Alex. I've been getting your little packages."
He started kicking-off his shoes. "Mind if I swim with you?"
"I don't think you mean swim when you say 'swim."
"Oh -- I definitely mean 'swim'."
He kept undressing - taking off his t-shirt showing his smooth, tan, muscular chest.
"Alex, do you think I'm so hard-up for cock that you can just walk in here and get what you want?"
He unbuttoned his jeans. I kept watching and started getting turned-on.
"On the contrary, Mike. If I thought you were a slut, I wouldn't be here. But I want to taste YOUR cock... I'm trying to fulfill a fantasy."
He pulled his jeans down and his cock-head was sticking out of his briefs. He started walking toward me and as he got closer I could see the sticky, wet precum in the trail of hair leading into his underwear. He got to the edge of the pool and slid his underwear off. His balls were locked tight in his sack, but his cock was bulging. He looked down, ran his finger over the head of his 8 inch dick and licked the precum from his finger. "Wanna' taste?"
I wanted to - but... "Alex, I'm not doing anything with you like this. I can get a cock anywhere if I want it. That's not all I'm looking for."
He squatted down and his dick was pointing straight at me. Then, he turned on his haunches, got down on his knees and spread his ass.
"Do you want this?"
Man, this kid was setting me on fire. I was getting tired of treading water, so I started swimming backward into the shallow end. He jumped in and started swimming toward me.
"Alex," I heard my voice crack a little, "you know you're making me crazy with this..."
"Uh-huh."
"... but I don't know you. I don't know anything about you and I'm not a kid who just follows his dick and damns the consequences."
He stopped about 5 feet from me. "Ok, Mike. I know this has been..." he paused, like trying to think of the right word.
"A little impulsive?" I blurted.
"Well, that's not what I was thinking, but you're right. I've been letting my cock tell me what to do here. I'm sorry I acted so stupid."
I felt kinda' bad just then... but he had been acting stupid. I didn't really feel threatened -- I mean, I coulda' beat his ass in a second, but - DAMN - if he wasn't gorgeous. "Alex, you're good-looking. I mean, if I could, I'd look at you all day, but I don't want to do something that I'll just turn-around and regret. I did plenty of that in college... and I haven't been with another guy since college."
"You haven't?"
Ok - he sounded shocked. "No."
"Why?"
"I just told you why. Because there's more to fucking than just fucking!" I know he couldn't see the 'black and white' way I was thinking, but it was more about feelings than thinking... and there's no way he could know what I felt. "Look at me, Alex. I'm a 29 year-old guy with his own construction business. You think the guys who work for me know that I could suck a dick just as well as eat pussy? Huh-uh. No way."
He grimaced at the pussy comment. "You're not gay?"
"I guess I'm bi... but I haven't been with a chick in a while, either."
He nodded and moved toward me. "Mike, can I get to know you? I mean, I want you - that ain't gonna' change, but if you feel like that... and if I'm ever gonna' have a chance to feel that -- well..." we both laughed.
"Now you want to get to know me?"
He backed-up a little. "Can I start over, Mike?"
Now MY mind was racing ahead a little... thinking he could start anywhere he liked. Hell, we were still naked in the pool together. "Sure. What'd you have in mind?"
"How about a date? I could take you out or something." He started staring at my body.
"How about if I cook you dinner tonight?" I really didn't want him to leave.
"Ok."
"Hold on - I'll get you a towel."
Knowing he was watching my ass as I got out helped keep my dick halfway hard. I walked back out and dropped his towel by the pool. "Come inside when you're done," I said. I wasn't really prepared, but I had enough to throw some things in my wok. We talked non-stop while I cooked and when we ate.
Alex lives alone in an apartment in the next small town, but he's originally from Miami. I should have known... as fast as he moved! He hasn't been with guy since he left there three years ago. ("No college guys lit my rod," he said.) I had a Sam Adams six-pack in the fridge... he drained 2 with dinner. By the time we were done with dinner it was 8:00. He moved his tight little ass to my couch and I followed him. He leaned his head back and stretched-out.
"Mind if I'm comfortable?"
Was that his way of asking if he could undress?
"Nah - get comfy."
It's one of those wrap-around couch things, so I went to the other side and flipped-out the recliner. As soon as I did that, Alex got up and slowly moved to my side. I saw the outline of his package in his shorts and got butterflies again.
"You said get comfy," he said, then lay down with his head on my leg. My dick started to get hard. "So... now what?"
He was definitely teasing me. I decided that I'd tease, too. I lifted off my shirt and he sat up.
"Hmmm -- that's very nice."
He was pleased and followed my lead by removing his shirt. I reached behind his head and ran my fingers through his long hair... soft. Then, I ran my fingers up the back of his neck and he shivered.
He turned toward me a little and put his hand on my upper thigh. As I pulled his face to mine, he ran his hand slowly up to my already hard, thick cock. He was surprised by my size... I could see it on his face, but he was even more surprised when I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth. He moaned, then came-up for air.
He wanted my cock, but he also wanted to be coy about it. His tongue moved to my neck, then to my smooth chest. When he reached the top of my abs, my muscles quivered a little and he smiled. He rimmed my navel for a bit, then started to pull my shorts down... I stopped him.
His voice was soft, but deep. "What's wrong?"
"It's my turn."
Alex was shorter and lighter than me, so as I started to carry him to the bedroom, he wrapped his legs around my waist. I flicked the light on, and lay down on top of him as I rested him on the bed. I felt his breath heave a little as I rested my weight on him, but he kept his legs around me and pulled my mouth to his.
I lifted onto one elbow and he moved his hands to my back. With my other hand, I went for his shorts and started to pull them down. He lifted his ass and I slid them down his firm legs, then I turned around quickly and took him deep into my mouth without warning.
UUUNNNGGGGHHHH
He let-out a deep groan and reached for my shorts. We were almost in a 69, but I wasn't straddling him. He pulled my shorts off and went for my dripping head. We both tasted like chlorine, but that wore off quickly as we started to sweat.
His scent -- the same warm smell from the first time I met him -- tore through my senses as he ground his hips into my face. I eased off his throbbing cock, not wanting to lose him so soon, and traced my tongue across his nuts, down the fuzz between his legs to his tight hole. I lifted my hips and pulled my cock out of his mouth. Now, he'd have a chance to feel how a real man can love another man's body.
His hole was hairy, so I lifted his ass with my hands and spread his hole apart with my thumbs. I massaged the outer brown edges of his tight hole and rammed my tongue in as far as I could. I knew the stubble on my chin scratched his thigh, but he'd endure more than that... and the grunt I heard told me he definitely liked it. I heard him spit, then felt him fingering my rim, so I straddled him. I think he was new to it, but I felt his hot breath and moist tongue on my hole.
I decided he was ready, so I took his fat, 8-inch cock deep into my throat. He immediately arched his back and I felt his cock swell in my mouth. I wanted this to be good, so without warning, I slid my middle finger into his wet hole. As I touched the hardness inside, that put him over the edge. He tensed his legs and his hot seed shot hard at my throat.
AAAAAGGGGGGUUUUUHHHHH He grunted in ecstasy with every burst and I swallowed quickly, getting all of it and sucking him like a straw. "Fuck me, now!" he yelled and I jumped. I didn't wait for a second invitation, but I had to ask...
"Have you been fucked before?"
"No, but do it. I want it. I want you inside." His voice was deep... guttural, even. I reached behind him for the lube, but he pulled my face down to his. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth, exploring my teeth and cheeks - tasting his cum in my mouth.
I was already in position, so I pressed my cock-head against his hole and felt that it was still very wet. He tensed a little, so I stroked his hair.
"Relax," I whispered in his ear, and I could feel his body relax under me. I eased my throbbing head into his tight hole and he yelped a little. He smiled, and I knew he wanted more.
I reached back and grabbed his hips, giving me more leverage, and slid forward a little more - deeper into his tightening ass. He pushed down into my hot pole moving me further in, but it wouldn't happen without my thrust. His ass was so tight, grabbing my dick.
I felt his insides start to throb again. Though his teeth were clenched, he panted, "Do it... go all the way in."
I rammed him hard and he yelled. My swinging nuts hit his wet ass cheeks with a slap and he raised his legs higher into the air.
"Omygod, this is good," he said, and that flashy white smile melted me again. "Fuck me!" he said, the sweat now beading out onto his forehead and face. He leaned forward into a crunch and licked my smooth chest, taking my nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. I pulled out about 6 inches then went in again. His smiles and grunts were all I needed to tell me he was enjoying it. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled my mouth to his... that was all it took for me. When his tongue met mine, it started.
I held my breath for a couple of seconds and held my release as long as I could... then exploded inside him.
"Oh - I feel that," he muttered. "Yeah - omygod, yeah."
I rammed his hole for another minute before I was spent... he still seemed to have a fire going.
"Come out of me and turn over." Now he wanted to be in control.
His cock was shiny and plump again and I thought I knew what he had in mind.
He fucked my face first ... slow strokes, enjoying my tongue sliding over his head. I licked his piss hole, trying to taste him from the inside... swallowing his salty drippings. Just when I thought he'd pump my mouth full again, he pulled out, and didn't cum. I stayed in position... awaiting his next move.
"Can I fuck you?" He was almost shy at that point.
"Absolutely -- give it to me." I told him that it had been a long time for me, but I don't think he thought about it right then. Yeah, he eased his head into my crack, but as soon as he felt it give, he shoved all of his weight forward, thrusting deep inside. I coughed and grunted - losing my breath, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he leaned over my back and started easing it in and out.
I could feel the sweat from his chest on my back and the little hairy patch above my crack was getting very hot and moist from my sweat.
"This feels so good," he said, and I started laughing... then he started laughing... and I think the laughing movement was all it took for him.
I wanted to feel him shoot another load into me, so I steadied myself and waited. He thrust forward and I felt his balls hit mine. He started grunting and then it kicked in. This one was more powerful than the last and he was milking it for all it was worth.
I squeezed his dick hard and just held it as tight as I could. I don't know how many times he pumped - but I hoped he'd never stop. Then, as he was pulling out, I felt his cock grow again.
"Oh - I'm cumming again." And he pushed forward again into my already ripped and dripping hole. Another rush of his hot jism started working its way inside.
He reached around me and started jacking me from behind. I was already close again, and I felt the cum rising up from my throbbing nuts. I was ready.
I leaned back and lifted up squeezing his cock with my ass and shooting a load up into the air hitting the wall, landing on the bed, on my chest and who knows where else. We were panting and dripping with sweat, but I didn't want to collapse in bed yet.
"Let's end tonight where it started," I said, looking back smiling. So, we swam the juices away. He stayed with me that night, and... well, that's another story.