Road to Re-Awakening

The Party's Over?

I woke in the morning with Len and Jayson on either side of me, nuzzled in close with their heads on my chest.  I knew both of them were tired from their evening activities.  Gingerly, I sat up and crawled off the end of the bed.  By the time I looked back, they were spooned together not needing me any more.   I wandered to the kitchen, seeing a pair of guys on the living room floor cuddled together with a blanket over them and another covered body sleeping on the couch.  

With the coffee brewed and my cup poured, I saw the guy from the couch who I recognized as Jalen coming closer. "That smells damn good" he said softly. He was naked, like me, and seemed comfortable. That happens after you've seen guys having sex in a group setting all night. I found another cup and poured one for him before we walked out on to the balcony. A large pine tree and the railing obscured our naked bodies while we talked and sipped the coffee.

"You looked really hot in the sling last night. Too bad you climbed out before I got my chance" Jalen said.

I smiled at him and replied "I didn't want to hog the spot. There were still guys looking to take their turn."

"There's always more bottoms wanting to hop on than tops to keep them busy... but I think you could have kept a few more occupied" he said, setting his cup on the railing. He moved behind me and massaged my shoulders a minute before pressing his chest to my back. I could feel his now hard cock resting in the crevice between my butt cheeks.

Jalen's right arm let go of my shoulder and reached around my chest, pulling me close. I wasn't going to squirm my way out of his grip and soon felt his hips move. He had made this move before and knew how to hump me a bit before working his cock into my ass. Thankfully, he wasn't really thick and I relaxed to let him in. What he lacked in girth he made up for in length. I'd taken longer so it wasn't a problem and found his eight plus to feel damn good.

I think he expected me to give him some resistance, but I didn't. Each thrust was firm but not rough and his arm that was wrapped around me made sure to not abuse the freshly pierced nipples. His chest stayed planted on my back and his head was over my shoulder when he wasn't kissing the back of my neck or cheek. He wasn't making love to me yet there was a sensuous feel to it.

My moans and grunts were kept quiet since I didn't want to draw attention to anyone down below. That got a little harder to do when he started to thrust harder. "Like getting fucked by a big black cock?" he asked with a little snarl to his voice.

I chuckled and replied "Like plowing that middle aged white ass?" Jalen then chuckled too and I hoped he understood my meaning. Just to make sure, I said "I never think about the skin of the people I meet. It's what's inside that matters."

The motions returned to the firm, sensuous ones from earlier, just varying in speed. Five minutes later, I felt his breathing change and worked my ass around his cock. He held me tight as he drove in to the hilt and released volleys of cum inside me. We stood there a few minutes glued together.

"Mmm, very hot. But... are you two trying to get us thrown out of this complex?" Ron asked. I looked back and Kevin was standing next to him in the doorway and both had huge grins on their faces. Jalen slowly pulled out and both of us went inside. He followed me into the shower and we cleaned each other off.

"Sorry about that comment, but I get a lot of guys that want to hookup for that reason" he said as we dried off.

"Don't worry about it. There's lots of assholes out there but I don't fetishize people, period. I tried to teach my kids that, too" I replied.

"You did a good job there. Ron was one of the first white guys that wanted to hookup and didn't worry about what others thought or want me just cuz I'm black."

"Good. I won't have to bitch slap him later" I said, laughing.

Slowly, the guys started to get dressed and we had a big Sunday brunch. A few of them seemed to be embarrassed by their actions the night before, but the comments were all positive to each other and I saw some guys swapping numbers to hookup another time or maybe just meet for drinks. Most everyone helped clear the table and wash dishes. Once I finished drying my last glass I looked around. Len seemed to be walking a little funny so I walked up behind him and whispered "Sorry if I got too rough for you last night."

I heard him chuckle before saying "No, that felt really good. Thanks. I didn't expect it to go that far or to spend the night, but I'm glad I did.

"OK, I just saw you moving around a little odd so I hoped I didn't hurt you" I replied.

Len looked a little embarrassed and said "No, Jayson just did me and I'm trying to hold the cum in." Apparently not everyone was helping cleanup after brunch.

I gave him a wink and told him "Nice. I hope he had as much fun as much as I did."
After everyone left, the three of us spent the rest of the day cleaning up and putting the condo back in order.

That evening, Ron was looking through the videos and chopping them up into segments to send to the guys that were involved. I wasn't sure I'd want to see myself having sex, either as top or bottom but I saved it to my phone to look at later. "It looked like you had fun. I know several guys said they were happy you were at the party and not just for sex. We don't do that very often but sometimes you need to shake things up" Ron said to me.

"Have them as often as you want. It was a good group and I'm sure everyone enjoyed it. Guys your age can recover a lot faster than when you get older. I'll be sore and tired for a few days" I said, grinning back at him.

Monday afternoon, I was back at the tattoo shop to finish the arm. I was planning on leaving the next morning, but Ron insisted I stay another day or two, telling me "You should rest a bit from the tattoo session before heading home. It's a long drive and I think you should be fully rested."

I knew my kids too well to take his comment at face value and wondered what he was up to. I slept in on Tuesday morning, never hearing Ron or Kevin getting ready for work. I found a few dishes in the sink and added a few of my own after I had coffee and breakfast. It was warm and sunny outside and while I needed to stay out of the sun, I did want to be outdoors. I thought about reading on the balcony but instead grabbed my almost finished book and headed down to the pool area. The lounges in the sun were all taken but that left several in the shade where I wanted to be.

"Hi, Ben" a voice said softly as I walked past and I turned to see a few guys looking back at me. It startled me a bit, but I smiled and replied "Hi" back not sure which one had greeted me. There was an empty chair on the end and I knew it would be a few hours before the sun exposed it so I took that one. With my shirt unbuttoned and my thermal tumbler by my side, I settled in and started to read.

After a few chapters, I saw someone approach out of the corner of my eye and looked up. The guy was tall and thin with a nervous smile. He looked to be in his mid thirties, wore some long board shorts and flip-flops and while I didn't see any hair on his body it could easily have been obscured by the prodigious amount of well worn ink covering his body. His straight light brown hair was pulled back into a pony tail that ran almost to the middle of his back. I vaguely remembered him from Saturday night's party, but I'd only seen him when he arrived with a few guys and a few times wandering around that night.

"Uh... Sorry to interrupt... D...D...do you have a... minute?" he asked. The nervousness of his smile was nothing compared to the tone of his question.

"Sure, have a seat" I replied, pointing to the chair next to me. "What's up?" I asked as he sat down.

"I don't know if you remember me..." he started out before pausing. I nodded 'yes' before he continued saying "I was at the party last weekend."

"Yeah, I remember you. I don't remember most of the names, but faces I do. I hope you had fun. It was a very different party than Ron's sister threw a couple weeks ago" I replied, chuckling softly to myself.

"I did, but I don't like doing stuff like that with a lot of people watching. Uh... Ron said you were leaving this week to go back home" he said. My mind was swirling and trying to remember his name until I think I got it.

"Yeah. You're Chris, right? I was supposed to leave last week, but the tattoo sessions took longer than I thought" I said

He nodded and reassured me my memory wasn't as bad as I thought. "It looks really good on you, but I didn't see any others. I hope it means something to you and isn't just a mid-life crisis" he said with a more confident smile.

It made me laugh mostly because I had thought the same thing while sitting in the chair getting the first bits of ink. "Maybe a little bit of a crisis, but more about finding myself without my wife after all these years. I had thought about getting one to commemorate her passing before I found out Ron had beat me to it. Seeing his and Kevin's tats convinced me to do it. I might have gotten carried away but I really do like it" I told him.

"Good. Since you're not hiding it, it shows that you have a lot of confidence" he said.

"Same could be said for you. You have a lot more than me and several more piercings..." I replied.

"It wasn't confidence in my case. I was just trying to fit in with the guys I was hanging around with when I came out. The artist gave me some good advice to make each one mean something to me. Now they're just part of me, but I don't regret any of it" he said. We talked for another hour until I went to take a sip of my water and it was empty. "I can refill that for you... we have filtered water in the clubhouse" he said.

The offer was nice and told me a lot more than he was just a nice guy trying to be helpful. "Well, I haven't sweated all of it out and need to recycle too. Want to follow me up to the condo so we can keep talking?" I asked.

Chris's face lit up and it confirmed that he was hoping we'd do more than talk. Several pairs of eyes watched us as we walked around the pool over to the building. I took the stairs up with Chris closely following me. Once inside Ron and Kevin's condo, I went straight to the bathroom to pee. Chris stood in the living room but with a clear view of me since I left the door open.

When I came out of the bathroom his gaze stayed on me as I walked up to him. "Something tells me that you wanted to do more than talk" I said and got a nod back. A minute later we were in the spare bedroom and on the bed. I'm not sure where my shirt went but we both had our shorts on and mine was bulging. When I rubbed over his crotch I found a very hard shaft snaking down the leg of his shorts. His lips were soft and his tongue was long like his fingers.

Nothing had been said about position but his submissive vibe told me Chris was mostly, if not all, bottom. After making out for a few minutes I rolled on my back and he rolled on top of me. Slowly, he worked his way from my lips down to my chest. I was a little worried, expecting him to be a little too rough on my still sore nipples but instead he gave just the lightest flick with his tongue over each one before moving lower. I guessed at that point that he had talked with Ron or Kevin already about our post hike activities.

With a quick tug, he pulled my trunks down and pulled them free from my feet. Next, his mouth engulfed my rigid cock and just like before his tongue and lips had a gentle action that felt amazing. It was nice to see him get more assertive and not rely on me directing everything. Chris worked up and down the shaft before moving down briefly to my balls. When he'd spent a few more minutes on my cock I moved around on the bed and he seemed unsure what I intended. Once I got turned around he understood that I wanted to get into a sixty nine position. His shorts easily pulled off once they got past his own stiff cock.

I really wasn't surprised that his piercings continued to his dick, but the size of the ring did. Unlike the ones I'd seen recently, Chris' wasn't a horseshoe shaped one but a full ring and almost twice as thick as Kevin's. There was a row of five bars further down and a small ring on his taint completed the alterations. He moaned around my cock as I took him in carefully. We were on our sides at first until I rolled on top of him several minutes later. I got more aggressive in this position, fucking his mouth while I bobbed on his cock.

Chris didn't object to the rougher treatment and even encouraged me with his hands and throat. As good as it was, I wanted to feel his ass around my cock too. A few minutes later I pulled off his shaft, wrapped my hand around it tightly and then thrust my cock into his throat. He responded by clamping his throat around my dick and holding my body to his face. When I let up on my grip, so did he and I slowly pulled my dick free. Chris gasped for air followed by growling out "Fuck YEAH!"

While he refilled his lungs, I moved around between his legs and pushed them back. My cock was stiff as a board and dripping spit. I added a little more to the head as it nestled into his pucker and I locked eyes with him. Chris' face had a large grin on it and he gave me a small pleading nod. It took more pressure than I expected, but I broke through and got the head just inside his ring. Pausing a moment to let him get used to it I heard a loud, deep, sultry moan come out from him. He was ready and so was I.

My hips began to rock, driving in and out slowly before getting deeper with each stroke. I rolled him back on his shoulders a bit to make it easier to plow and soon my hips were slamming into his ass. It was about as hard as I ever fucked anyone and only after I knew that they were into it. Chris seemed to like his sex on the rougher side. Soon he started to work his ass around my cock and I wondered if he wanted a quick hard fuck or just liked to be fully involved. When he didn't seem to be trying to get me off, I drilled a little faster before pulling out abruptly.

He moaned with just a little bit of a whimper at the sudden empty feeling. I tugged him to the edge of the bed and flipped him over. He knew what to do and his hands were braced on the edge of the mattress with his feet spread on the floor without any more help from me. Each of my hands grasped his hips and I was back in with one long thrust.

I find it easier to plow a guy doggy style, but it loses the ability to see his face while we fuck. Chris was into it though and used his body to let me know what he liked and what he really liked. He was more vocal too. I continued the intensity from our missionary fuck since that seemed to turn him on. Each thud as my body drove into his echoed around the room along with moans and grunts from both of us.

When my hands moved from his hips to his shoulders he told me exactly what he wanted. "Ohhh, fuck yeah... drill that ass" he groaned out. I'm sure that some guys used his long hair to pull his head back or use for leverage to drive a little deeper but that wasn't my style. Instead, I gripped his shoulders and watched his long hair flop around. The thrusts got faster but not much harder and he responded with more vigorous squeezes on my shaft and more aggressive pushes back while I drove in. I leaned over and spent a few minutes with my sweaty chest on his back as my hips rolled but I could only last a few minutes in that position.

My arms wrapped around his chest and pulled him up with me as I stood back up. With my chin now laying on his shoulder next to his ear I whispered "You wanted to do this Saturday, didn't you?" A long moaning "mmhmm" followed by a firm squeeze from his sphincter gave me the answer.

The clock said we'd been in this position for over twenty minutes but it really didn't feel like that except for the tingling in my balls. I slowed down to try and last a little longer but a few hard grips on my cock put an end to that thought. After two more strokes, my balls pulled up tight and two more had me showering his gut with cum. "YEAH!" Chris cried out before milking every ounce of cum he could get. My cock kept throbbing as my balls emptied and the moans from us continued.
With my orgasm finally over and my cock softening, I pulled out and climbed on to the bed. Chris followed me and was laying on his side, rubbing my stomach. He gave one long lap from his tongue over my chest, just grazing the right nipple before winking at me and telling me "I love tasting a sweaty guy after sex."

We laid there breathing deeply and covered in sweat. "So... how's that PA feel? Or is it just decoration?" I asked a minute later.

His response showed that he was surprised at my question but after a moment he said "I know it feels good for me whether it's just swinging as I get plowed or if it's the one plowing a nice ass. I can't tell you the last time I flipped, though." I reached over and gave his still partially hard cock a squeeze and it stiffened back up quickly. He looked over with a grin and a few seconds later was between my legs. I watched him look around and ask "Lube?"

"Spit is good" I replied. He raised his eyebrows, but coated his fingers in some saliva and began to work them in. I pulled my legs back and he kept working my hole a little more. He moved a little closer and dragged the ring over my hole a few times. I definitely felt it's size and he looked back at me to see if I was ready. With a nod, he pushed in and it took a few tries even with the large amount of spit and my now relaxed hole.

When it popped inside I moaned loudly. I could feel the large ring and head force their way inside me and stop. "Is that what you wanted to feel? Or all of it?" he asked.

"All" I moaned out before he started to roll his hips. He worked his way deeper until I felt each of the bars from the ladder piercings on the bottom of his shaft ripple through my hole. I had never felt anything like it before but it felt amazing. Chris varied the speed of his thrusts but the longer he went the more I could tell he was fighting off shooting his own load. I guess I'd gotten him close when I plowed him earlier so he wasn't going to last long now being on top. I gave a few well timed squeezes which took him over the edge. He planted himself in deep and with my ring gripping him tight I felt each of the pulses from his shaft.

He fell forward on to my body and kissed me deeply. My legs wrapped around him and held him there for a couple minutes while we made out. When his cock had softened, he slowly pulled free with each of the piercings giving one last tug on my ring.

"That was amazing, Ben. A couple guys at the party raved about how good you were and they weren't kidding. I was really disappointed when I found out you were going home this week and figured I'd missed my chance" Chris said.

I chuckled and told him "It's been a long time since I did anything like that, but I guess I had a pent up need for sex. The past few weeks have been quite a change from my celibate life the past couple years."

We talked a little more before I suggested we take a shower. We cleaned each other off with a little groping and kissing thrown in. We toweled off and walked out of the bathroom toward the spare bedroom next door when I saw Kevin standing in the living room having just gotten back from work.

"Mmmm, nice. Someone had a lot more fun than I did today" he said.

I saw Chris blush and replied "Yeah, we did." Chris and I went into the bedroom and put our clothes on. He gave me one more kiss and a hug, whispering "Thanks, again" in my ear before walking out the door. With my shorts on, I went to the kitchen to start prepping dinner. I was chopping some veggies when Kevin came in wearing his workout gear. He came up to me and sniffed before sliding his hand down the back of my shorts. His finger pushed in and I heard a short moan. A second later he held his finger up and suggestively licked it clean.

"You got him to top? I've been trying to get that dick in me for months" Kevin said. He gave me a big grin and then said "Be back in an hour, stud."

It was a quiet dinner but both Ron and Kevin kept smiling at me. I figured by now Ron knew of my hookup with Chris and that his delay tactic had worked. Later that night I was packing up my stuff when Ron came in the room. "I really want to thank you for coming to visit. I know its been hard with mom gone. She'll always be in our hearts, but you need to live too. There's a lot of people that are happy to have met you. Like you told us, 'Don't go looking for a long term partner, enjoy the ones you meet along the way and you might stumble into them', right?"

I nodded and it was nice to see my kid throwing my own words back at me. Apparently they do listen, sometimes.