Finding My Soulmate
by munichguy
17 Jan 2022 2240 readers Score 9.7 (84 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt
In the bedroom, Bobby pulled my body tightly against his with one arm and with the other, held my face against his, lips searching each other’s mouth, tongues battling, spit flowing freely, groans from the throats of two hot, horny men, discovering each other in the privacy of a high-rise bedroom. His bulge felt like a huge, hard fist as it pressed against my own hardon.
Bobby’s head pulled back, “Chris, I know this will be the best night of my life. I hope I can make it yours also.”
I put my hands on Bobby’s waist, “Bobby, let’s not concentrate on expectations. Just enjoy each other and take it as it comes.”
I slid my hands under his t-shirt and moved my hands tightly up his sides, stopping at his armpits. “Arms over your fucking head marine.”
After I removed his t-shirt, Bobby looked me deeply in the eyes, a shit-eating grin on his face and whispered, “I’ve never had anyone undress me before.”
“Bobby Ray, I would guess that I will do more things to you tonight that no one else has done for you.”
“Stop talking like that, you*re giving me a boner.”
“Giving? You’ve had a boner since before we entered the apartment.”
“I’ve had a boner most of the day.”
I opened his belt and popped the top button on his 501s. “Sit on the bed.”
I knelt on the floor, removed one sneaker, pressed it against my nose and sniffed. “Fuck, the new sneaker smell.” I repeated the action on the other foot. Those thick, soft, white boot socks gave me a rush and a dick throb. White boot socks, one of my many fetishes. I lifted one foot and then the other, pressing the sole of each against my nose. A mixture of sweat and new sneakers filled my nostrils.
Bobby’s upper body was propped up on his elbows as he looked down at me. “That’s very erotic, what you’re doing. Never had anyone interested in my feet before.”
“I confess I have a white boot socks fetish and your big feet are so fucking sexy. Leave the sexy socks on, please.” Bobby wiggled the toes of both feet in my face. This sexy marine has had a smile since I first met him.
I grabbed the legs of his jeans at the bottom and pulled them off, exposing his thick-as-tree-trunk thighs and well-muscled lower legs, covered in dark blond short curls. There is no part of this man’s body that doesn’t radiate sexiness and total masculinity.
I kissed his feet and licked my way up his legs, ignoring his hardness poking into and obscenely stretching his jockstrap pouch. That’s what made his bulge feel so concentrated instead of snaking down his leg. The jockstrap only added to Bobby’s sexiness.
I continued licking, kissing and nibbling up his body, paying particular attention to each bulge of ab muscle, licking and giving each muscle a slight bite. The stud groaned with approval. When I arrived at a nipple, I washed it with my sandpaper-like tongue. I moved to the other nipple giving it the same loving. I took each nipple between my teeth and gave each a tight tug.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. I never knew I had feelings in my tits. Wow!”
I continued up his neck, licking, biting earlobes. Bobby’s hands were all over my body, touching, squeezing, pinching. I was so hard, my cock ached, but I knew it would be a while before any relief came. I had much work to do and some surprises for this man, brand new to gay sex. I do want this to be the best night of his life and I hope he can give me the same.
“Let’s get up in the middle of the bed.”
“Chris, my whole body is tingling. You are incredible at making love.”
That stopped me for a few seconds. I hadn’t considered this making love but to him, it probably seemed that way. And, honestly, I think I was feeling that way, to some degree. I was just enjoying and giving pleasure.
“Bobby, your pleasure is my pleasure. If you feel good, that makes me feel good, knowing I can give that to you.”
I removed his jockstrap. One hand stroking his big, thick, hard cock; the other holding the jockstrap against my nose. Bobby watched me, slightly grinning and proud, I think, that I would want to smell his sweaty strap. Little did he know.
As I stroked Bobby’s dick, I noticed that it felt like a solid steel rod, covered in soft, pliable rubber. Warm, moist, hard, leaking precum onto my hand. Fuck, it has been so long since I have been in bed with a man and this guy is 100 per cent man. I definitely have feelings for Bobby, even though I have known him for only a few hours. Stop! Do not start over-thinking what’s happening. Go with the fucking flow.
I kissed down the stud’s chest, getting closer to the family jewels. I stopped, looked up at him and said, “Bobby, you are the hottest guy I have ever had sex with. Total masculinity, muscles in just the right places, an in-control attitude. I feel so good being with you.”
Bobby started to say something, but stopped and dropped his head back down onto the bed pillow.
I looked at his face and slowly poked my tongue out and licked from the base of his fat cock up to the tip and back down again, over and over. While licking, I took his ball sac in my hand and slowly pulled downward pushing his nuts against the sac, and when the skin against his balls was paper-thin, I licked those sperm tanks, sucking into my mouth one nut and then the other, each getting a tongue washing. He smelled so sexy, a slight hint of shower gel and sweat. Fucking hot man smell.
“Chris, suck my dick, babe, please suck it.”
I licked up the shaft, parted my lips and ran my soft, moist lips over the cock head, over and over, a tender massage. His body was shaking, vibrating. The sounds coming from this stud were enough to make me come, but not just yet, fucker.
I wrapped my saliva-filled mouth around this thick, eight-inch fuck stick, swirling my tongue every place on his cock that I could reach, letting the wetness in my mouth escape between my lips and slowly run down the shaft onto his nuts. His hands found the back of my head and he held me in place as he pushed upward, his cock hitting the entrance to my throat. Suddenly, he stopped moving and held his dick at that opening, applying more and more pressure and then I felt him pop into my throat. I gagged a little.
“Come on babe, take it deeper. Let me feel your throat, do it, Chris. He pressed and pushed my head downward.”
I started throat fucking myself on Bobby’s manhood. I went deeper on each movement, finally feeling trimmed pubes on my face. I swallowed over and over so that my throat muscles were massaging his hard cock.
“Chris, babe, I’m gonna cum soon, I can’t hold it back. You’re pumping the cum out of my balls. Shit! Goddamit it, Chris, don’t stop. Fuck, fuck, fuck. AHHHHHHHH.“ He moaned, whimpered and spit out every word of profanity I had ever heard as he buried himself balls deep and I felt his cock throb and throb. I felt something wet sliding down inside my throat but I couldn’t taste his load.
I remained balls deep on his cock, breathing through my nose, swallowing slowly, inching up, gradually getting him on my tongue. I pushed my pointed tongue into his piss slit, getting the final drops of cum and a taste of his warm load. I nursed on his cock for a few minutes, before Bobby grabbed me under my arms and pulled me up to him. His eager, hungry mouth found mine quickly and he kissed me tenderly, showing his appreciation and exposing his feelings.
We lay silently for a few minutes, one arm around me and my head on his thick, muscled chest.
Bobby interrupted the quiet. “Chris, was I too rough, too verbal, was it too much?”
“You call that rough and aggressive. Bobby Ray, you have to go a long way beyond that before you insult me……if that’s possible. I loved what we just did and you can be even more aggressive and controlling and verbal. It excites me. You are the man and I am the subservient bottom. Take from me what the fuck you want and need. My reason for being here is to serve you, give you pleasure. In the gay world, there are bottoms and subs, tops and doms. We each have our needs and complement each other. Nothing to be embarrassed or shy about. Do what comes naturally. We will have more hot times tonight.”
“Bobby. we didn’t talk about this, but when do you have to be back on post.”
“Actually, I don’t have to be back until 8:00 AM Monday, but I don’t want to interfere with any plans you’ve made. Bu if you want, I can be all yours until Monday morning.”
“I’ll take you for as long as I can have you.”
“You mean for this weekend, or forever?”
The laugh I wanted came out as a weak chuckle. I looked closely at Bobby. “I want you for as long as possible, until one of us wants out. I don’t want to say forever because I don’t want one of us to be disappointed.”
“Chris, I know we only met hours ago, but I want this as long as it can last, too. I don’t mean just the sex but just being together and enjoying each other’s company. I have special feelings for you I have never felt for anyone else, ever. I don’ know what’s happening so I’m just taking it as it comes and cherishing every minute that we are together. I’ve never experienced sex like this or the feeling of sharing closeness like this. I think there’s a lot more going on that just great sex.”
“Same for me, Bobby.”
We kissed and touched and enjoyed the afterglow of the hot sex we just had.
“Bobby, how about something to drink. Water or beer?”
We sat on the couch and I said, “I think I will have a glass of wine. You want a beer?”
“Yeah, I’ll take a beer.”
We sipped our drinks and chatted about so many things. It is nice being with Bobby Ray.
We returned to the bedroom. Bobby lay on his back. I kissed him all over and sucked him back to full hardness; a quick process. He had not been completely soft since we returned from dinner.
I grabbed the bottle of lube from the bedside table, lubed my ass and Bobby’s cock. Give me the hand you will use to get my pussy ready. He offered his right hand with a look of surprise.
“You have to prepare my hole for fucking. This lube I’m smearing on your fingers goes in my ass. One finger, then two and finally three, finger fucking my ass. This will lube it and you fingers will stretch it in preparation for real fun.“
“Wow, I never did any butt-fucking before. After what I’ve experienced so far tonight, I can’t imagine how my dick will feel in your man pussy.”
“OK, now ease one finger inside.”
After a couple of minutes, “Now add a second finger and move in and out and twist around to spread the lube and open me up.”
“Now, you’re stretching it, good.”
“When you feel my hole loosening a little, add the third finger. Pay attention and decide when to add the third finger.”
“Are you sure, I’ve never done this before.”
“Babe, it’s not rocket science and you have to learn how to do this without a lot of discussion.”
“Gotcha.”
I soon felt the third finger, push inside. Bobby got the hang of stretching very fast.
“Put some more lube on your magic cock and take charge.”
He lubed his dick and looked at me with a big question on his face.
“Bobby, since I have not done this is a couple of years, you get on your back and I will ride you, so I can control how fast and deep you go. Then when you feel my hole relaxing, you can start fucking as you like to do it. Don’t be gentle; I will not break.”
I knelt and straddled his hips, reached back and guided his hard tool into my ass crack. I dropped down a little and pushed but his thick cock couldn’t get in. I didn’t want to use brute force because it would make me too sore for a long night of sex.
“Bobby, reach underneath and insert both of your index fingers into my hole and pull it open a little and I will push down.”
Breathlessly, he said, “Is this too much for you. I don’t want to hurt you and ruin the rest of the evening.”
“Just do it, both index fingers, insert and stretch.”
He did it just as I suggested and I pushed down with more force. I felt his cockhead pushing inside. Oh shit!
“FUCK! You are much bigger than you look, Bobby. Hold still till my brain tells my ass to adjust.”
I slowly started to push down, taking more of this gorgeous, hot, masculine man inside me, just as it should be.
The fullness was incredible. I had never before had a cock this big inside me. It felt wonderful. I started to fuck myself slowly. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, he felt so good. I had just gotten to a real riding motion, a real fuck when I felt Bobby throw a leg around me and in one quick motion, he flipped me on my back, him on top, balls deep in my cunt. I must have had a look of shock on my face as Bobby smiled down on me.
“Bobby, you feel so good.”
He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine and we had a deep, wet kiss as he started to control the fuck.
“I’m gonna give your pussy what it needs, Chris, gonna fuck your brains out. My first piece of man ass.”
He pulled back and rammed in, over and over, long strokes, breathing hard, moaning, mumbling unintelligible words I could not understand. I wrapped my legs around Bobby’s body, pulling him hard against me.
“Chris, you’re so fucking tight. I never felt anything this wonderful before. Tight, warm, wet, like a glove around my cock. Sweet baby Jeezuss.”
The depth and fullness and his rocking my prostate was pushing me close to an epic eruption.
“Chris, I can’t hold off much longer, babe. I’m getting ready to fill your pussy with my thick, warm sperm. I want to put my seed inside you.”
“Go ahead and come when you need to, I will follow as closely as possible. If we can, coming together will be fantastic. Just go with your feelings.”
Bobby’s breathing changed, his moaning became whimpering, nearly crying as his body took control. I felt his orgasm approaching. It was an out of this world experience.
“Chris, Chris, Chris, I’m gonna come.”
I started pushing back against his strokes and when his cock throbbed, I lost it. We both came at the same time. An unreal sharing of the best feelings our bodies can ever generate. We had lost control; our physical bodies had taken over and rewarded us with the best orgasms either of us had ever experienced.
We were yelling, moaning, screaming, cursing. We were grabbing each other, as through we were trying to climb inside one another. Kissing, hugging, fucking. I’m not certain whether any neighbors heard us. But I didn’t give a fuck.
Bobby, stayed on top of me. His erection still as hard as when he came. He would push deep slightly every few minutes, as though he was trying to continue the orgasm.
After a short while, Bobby pulled out and flopped over onto his back. I reached into the bedside table and took out a butt plug. I handed it to Bobby.
“Babe lube this butt plug and put it in my hole.”
With butt plug in hand, he looked at me, puzzled.
“The butt plug will keep your sperm inside me so it can’t run out. Your cum will slowly get absorbed into my body. I want to keep you with me always.”
Bobby smiled and said, “Holy fuck. Babe, I like the way you think; so hot and I love that you want me so much.” His eyes watered.
The plug stretched me a little more.
We lay quiet for a few minutes more and I suggested we go to the living room and get something to drink.
I had a glass of white wine again. Bobby, surprised me when he asked for a tequila shot.
“I feel so great right now. A little wound up but relaxed at the same time. The tequila will help me to slow down from the rush and make it all warm and fuzzy. You are so great in bed, Chris. I’m lucky to have found you.” He squeezed my thigh and took me in his arms, held me and then kissed me with more feeling than I thought anyone could pass on to another.
“Do you want to get some sleep now so we can wake up and do even more hot things?”
“Yeah, some rest would be good. You pulled out of me my frustrations, fears, and energy.” He laughed.
“I have some other things to show you that make the sex even hotter.”
“Fuck. I can’t imagine that but I trust you, the expert when compared to me.”
We went back to the bedroom and climbed into bed.
Bobby asked, “Do you think we need a shower before going to sleep?”
“Good idea,” I said. I didn’t care about the shower, but I wanted to wash Bobby’s body to give him tender touches and loving kisses. Maybe a blowjob under running warm water in the shower. Man, that sounds good.
I grabbed a fresh wash cloth from the rack, soaped it up and washed Bobby’s wide, thickly-muscled back. He tensed up a little when I washed in his ass crack. That told me I had to be careful around his hole when we were having sex. I had no interest in fucking him, but I did want to eat his ass and will eventually give him a prostate massage. I think those things would be new to him also.
“Babe, I could get used to this,” he said.
“It’s just one form of body worship.”
“Fuck, you into worshipping men’s bodies?”
“Yep, and you have such a desirable body to worship. Perfect.”
When I got on my knees in front of him to wash his lower body, I purposely let my face rub against his cock. He started getting hard from that little bit of body contact on his tool. I looked up at him, hoping he would react. A man giving me permission is such a turn on.
“Do it, Chris. Suck it.”
I took him in my mouth, sucked and blew, puffing my cheeks out and then sucking my cheeks in causing a hollow-looking face.
“Jesus, Chris, what are you doing to me? Fuck that feels obscenely good. I won’t last long.”
What a fucking horn dog. I love it. This man is as horny as I am and we seem to be perfect for satisfying each other’s needs.
All of a sudden, Bobby seemed to panic. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, can’t stop it. Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Suddenly, the taste of cum permeated my sensory system. I gulped it down. A big load.
“Jesus Christ, fuck! I don’t know where that came from. I was enjoying the sensations you were causing in my groin and before I knew it I was coming.”
My man looked really wiped out after he came. “
“That’s the first time I have ever had an orgasm happen without growing up to the climax. Fuck, without warning I just felt I was gonna cum and I did. I had no control over that one.”
We dried off and went back to bed.
Bobby pulled me against him with one arm and held me tightly. I put my head on his chest and we quickly drifted off to sleep. My last thought before I lost consciousness was wondering what tomorrow will bring. Will he really stay the whole weekend?
To be continued