Finding My Soulmate

The Wedding Date

Waking up in bed together on a Saturday has become one of the week’s great pleasures, for both of us it seems and today is no exception. Bobby has begun sleeping better since we’ve settled in together and these days, he can sleep for 12 hours or more without waking.

I lie on my side, propped up on an elbow and get a long, good look at this god of a man. During the week things are too hurried for this luxury of filling my eyes with Bobby’s beautiful, masculine body. During the week, we can usually find time for a quick hand job and sometimes even a quick fuck, but today, time allows us time to enjoy each other.

I graze downward over Bobby’s abs with the lightest touch of my fingertips, causing a rippling of these fine-tuned muscles, now covered with rolling goosebumps. His thick, eight-inch cock is standing tall over his naked body, foreskin exposing not much more than the piss slit. I caress it with my fingertips, causing it to throb and Bobby to stir slightly, moaning under his breathe. I wrap my hand around his steel-like pipe, squeeze slightly and stroke, sliding his ample foreskin back and forth over the purple, bulging cockhead.

Bobby Ray is the horniest man I have ever met. He can get hard in seconds without touching himself. It takes little verbal or physical stimulation to bring him to full mast.

I get on my hands and knees, lean over and drizzle spit from my lips down onto his tool which had made me rock-hard by now. I use my tongue to spread the spit around and up and down his shaft. He moans louder and squirms slowly.

“Chris, take me in your mouth. I need to feel your warm, velvety mouth on me. Suck me, Chris. Make me cum. I am so horny. You do incredible things to me and I lose control of my dick. Empty my balls, baby, swallow my thick load. Knowing you are eating my sperm drives me so fucking crazy.”

I suck my way down his cock and rub my nose in his pubes, stirring up his unique musky smell. I slide my lips up and down his hardness, then lift off, running my tongue up his body, over his abs, finding a nipple and then the other, biting, pulling, sucking. Bobby is thrashing back and forth on the bed by now.

“Holy fuck! Chris you are such an expert match for my dick. Don’t stop, keep doing that.”

I swipe my tongue across Bobby’s chest, push his arm over his head and bury my face under his arm. I slowly lick up and down over his armpit, sucking the pit, nibbling. I lick across his chest to the other pit and give it the same treatment, a bit of love and a bit of lust and passion. Bobby puts a hand on my head and pushes downward. I know what he wants. His cock seems harder than before.

“Chris, baby, make me cum. I wanna come in your mouth, feel you swallow my sperm, filling your stomach with my load, feeling you swallow it as I come. Do, it baby, make Bobby come. I’m always yours, all the time. Now, take what belongs to you, TAKE IT! NOW!” He lifted his ass and in quick fucking strokes, starting coming, moaning, groaning. “FUCK FUCK FUCK!. Oh god.” He grabs my head with both hands and presses his cock all the way down my throat. I actually gag a couple of times. “Fuck, yeah, gag on my big dick!” His orgasm seems to never end and I keep squeezing and swallowing. He removes his hands and I bob extra fast up and down giving him a little post-orgasm torture. The way he squeals and thrashes about; I can tell he is feeling some discomfort. He curses and beats the bed with his fists.

“Chris, please stop, I can’t take anymore.” I keep going, up and down, up and down, squeezing tighter with my lips. His begging gets louder, but I ignore him. Then I reach up, grabbed his nipples, pull, squeeze and twist.

“AHHHHHHHHHH!” He humps my face fast and hard and in less than a minute I taste his seed again. I know Bobby so well by now.

After a few minutes to settle down, he wraps his arms around me, pulls me close and kisses me tenderly all over. Another perfect Saturday morning wakeup.

“Chris, you really know how to scratch my horniness itch. Making me come twice without even a brief down time really does the trick, baby. Thank you. But, by now, I am starving.”

“I’ll make breakfast but first we need to shower together.”

In the shower Bobby accidentally drops the soap. He quickly looks over his shoulder at me with a strange look on his face. A bit of shock, fear, a little WTF.

“Pick up the soap at your own peril,” I joke with an evil smirk on my face. This is the first time for dropping the soap and I think he really has some idea that when you do this, it automatically results in anal sex. Too much locker room talk, I guess.

Bobby slowly bens over, grabs the soap, but before he can stand up, I shove my hard cock between his ass cheeks, bringing him abruptly to the upright position. He is frozen in place, I wrap my arms around him, pulling his back against my chest. I grab his cock and start to stroke. He throws back has head and moans. His spunk hits the shower wall and runs down to the floor and into the drain.

He turns around and says, “I thought for a minute you were gonna try to fuck me and I didn’t know how I was gonna deal with that. I’m not taking a dick up my ass, but I wasn’t sure if I could forcibly stop you.

“You mean, you weren’t sure if you wanted to me to take your cherry?”

“No!” he says and then pauses, looks at the floor and then makes eye contact with me. “I truthfully don’t know. I don’t want to get fucked but I’m not sure I can actually refuse you anything. Something new to ponder. It’s just that guys are always saying in the locker room and shower, that you have to be careful not to drop the soap because that’s a sure way to get fucked. In that moment I wasn’t sure if it wasn’t some gay ritual that had to be carried out.”

“Bobby, it’s pure locker room humor and can be fun if both parties agree to do it. Sometimes, it’s just an easy way for a guy to try anal sex without seeming to actually want it.”

“There’s so much about being gay I don’t know and understand.” He laughed.

“Bobby, in the shower I was just fucking around when I shoved my dick in your ass crack. I just wanted to shock you a little.”

“I can’t say I disliked the feeling of your dick between the cheeks, but getting fucked is something else.”

“You should know by now, that I will always respect your limits. Always.”

I went into the kitchen before Bobby and got busy preparing eggs, ham, toast and coffee.

My mind is lost in thought when suddenly someone grabs me from behind and presses a solid, hard cock against my ass cheeks holding me tight against a hard body.

“Bobby, how the fuck do you manage to sneak around so silently?”

“Part of my marine training, gorgeous.”

Bobby pours himself a cup of coffee and sits at the kitchen table reading the morning newspaper while I finish breakfast preparations. We make small talk while we eat.

It's been about three months since Bobby Ray asked me to marry him. Since it happened at his parent’s house during our Christmas visit, his mom became all excited about possible having the wedding in Texas.

Bobby and I have talked about where, a lot more than when. Bobby stares at me over breakfast. “Chris, do you still want to get married?”

“Of course I do, silly. Why wouldn’t it?”

“Well, it’s just that we haven’t talked about when. I had thought that once we decided to do it, we would move faster in making it official.”

“Bobby, your mom is supposed to call us and make her proposal and she hasn’t yet, but when she does, figure a way for us not to do it there. Maybe we should call her. When I think about where I always come back to the same preference. Both of us have friends here and inviting them to go to Texas is a bad idea, I think. There’s no place for them to stay there, so it would involve someone paying for their accommodations in a motel. Having the wedding in DC, your folks can stay here. With a spare bedroom and the living room couch, we can take care of them and our friends won’t have to take time off work and can avoid traveling to Texas.”

“Good idea, Chris. Call mom and work out details with her.”

“Bobby, I think it would be more appropriate if you place the call, tell her why we are calling. If she wants to discuss things with me, she will ask. But, first, I want to be sure you are OK with getting married here in DC.”

“Yeah, it’s a much better plan.”

Bobby’s mom agrees that DCi is a better location for the wedding and we all agree for an early April date. While his mom and I continue making plans, Bobby went into the bedroom to call the military base chapel to book a date. Bobby returns to say he has booked the second Saturday of April for the wedding. We will go to the base chapel next week to book officially and sign the paperwork.

We all agree to a simple ceremony followed by a wedding party afterward at the base NCO Club. We will officially book the private banquet room with food and drinks when we book the chapel.

Clothing will be fairly easy to decide on since no wedding dress will be involved. It will be a fairly informal wedding.

In the afternoon, we clean the apartment, have a beer and take a nap before going out for dinner. We have Italian food and a bottle of wine for dinner, take in a movie afterward and get home before midnight.

We sit on the couch, TV on and check e-mail and messages. Bobby turns to me and says, “I have something to show you. I don’t want you finding it or hearing about it first, so here it is.”

He hands me his phone with a text message displayed. ‘Hey, sexy. If you change your mind, just let me know. I will show you things you have never dreamed of. Tim”  I wonder, what the fuck is that all about?

“Don’t get excited because there’s nothing to it. Tim is a medic who works in the base clinic. I was there yesterday to have my shot record checked. We get shots most others don’t get because of some of the shithole locations our missions take us to. Tim checked my vaccinations and flirted like he always does. He was flirting with me when I was still dating women.”

“Do you two have a history?”

“No. we don’t. This is a one-way thing with him. I guess he hopes one day I will say ‘yes,’ and he will get into  my pants.  It has not happened, ever, and it will not ever happen. I just want you to see what’s going on to prevent any problems later. I want to have no secrets from you, Chris.”

“Thanks for telling me, Bobby,” I said as I lean over and give him a kiss. “You ready for bed, stud?”

He stands, grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet and leads me to the bedroom. I start to undress, when Bobby takes my hands and pulls them down to my side. He starts undressing me.

As he removes each piece of clothing, he kisses my body. He unbuckles my pants, opens the buttons on my 501s and kisses my lower stomach. He lowers my Levis and I step out of them. Bobby removes my socks, kisses the tops of my feet and slowly licks my legs up to the bulge in my boxers. He stops. After a few seconds, he presses his face into my bulge and licks me through my underwear. He puts hands on the side of my hips and pushes my boxers down to my feet. I lift each foot to let the underwear drop to the floor. I stand there naked.

Bobby Ray takes me in his arms, holds me tight, nibbles my ears, lightly bites my neck. He then picks me up and carries me over to the bed and gently places me on the sheets. He stands beside the bed and undresses himself slowly. After he is naked, he just stands there, stroking his big cock while I watch and drool.

He walks closer to the bed, grabs me and pulls me across the bed, head hanging over the side. I am so fucking horny I think my cock will explode. Bobby stands over me dropping his balls on my face, rubbing them all over. I open my mouth, he raises up and then drops his thick, full nuts into my mouth. I lick, suck and pull them. His moaning grows more intense and louder. He pulls on his balls and I hold them tightly while letting them slip out between my lips. “Fuck,” Bobby says in a loud whisper.

He reaches down and aims his cock at my mouth, puts it inside and slowly pushes it all the way down. He slowly fucks my throat, long strokes out to the head, then in to the balls. I reach for my cock to stroke. “Take that hand away and don’t touch it again,“ he commands. He sounds like he is giving a command to one of his troops. His deep command voice so turns me on I think I will lose my shit right then. But. I don’t. He keeps up the throat fuck for about ten minutes and then gets faster for a minute. I feel the first throb of his cock and then his dick fills my mouth with his seed. I gulp it down. He keeps slowly fucking my throat and then stops and repositions me on the bed in my sleeping position. All of this is very unusual.

Bobby climbs up onto the bed, grabs the restraining straps from under the bed and fastens me to the bed by my ankles and wrists. Now this is very, very new. I usually restrain him and play with him. He has turned the tables. He blindfolds me, tightens the straps and gets off the bed, returning a few minutes later.

“You will remain speechless unless you are asked a question. Do not talk to me. If you talk without permission, you will be punished. Do you understand me boy?”

“Yes Sir!” Fuck, this is getting me really going. My while body is vibrating. I feel action at my nipples. Shit! He’s applying those small nipple suction cups I never got to use on him. The suction toys are small, fit just over the nipple and suck really hard. Rubber, you place them over the nipples, press them to expel all of the air and then they are locked on the sensitive tits. Next the buzzing sound of some sort of vibrator. Then it touches my foreskin. My foreskin is slowly pulled back and the vibrating knob is pressed against my cockhead. Fuck, it feels great but I won’t last long before I come. Bobby is reading my thoughts.

“If you come before I give you permission, boy, you will be punished.”

I almost say, 'Yes Sir' but then I think that I should not say anything because Bobby didn’t ask me a question. I keep quiet.

A few minutes of dick play and then Bobby turns the vibrator off and wraps his hand around my cock. Stroke, stroke, stroke. God, it feels good, so fucking good. Too good. I suddenly feel an orgasm coming on. I want to warn him but I am not allowed to speak. I start wiggling and whining. I am gonna fucking come, I have no control over this. Shit! How will he punish me? I am afraid. Just as I am about to fire away, he removes his hand and gets off the bed. I hear the door close. Fuck! He has left me here, restrained, on the edge of a climax. He has deserted me, left the fucking room.

After what seems to me like a long time, I hear the door open. Bobby comes over to me, says “Open” and shoves a rubber tube in my mouth. “Suck,” he says. I hesitate because I didn’t know what I'm about to suck into my mouth. Did he piss in a container and now is gonna make me suck it down? What the fuck! I suck and my mouth is filled with the taste of ice tea. Delicious and a mental relief. I nod when I have swallowed enough.

Bobby starts stroking me again and I am still primed to blast a load into the air. I keep thinking, please let me come, let me come.

“Do you want to come, boy?”

“Yes, Sir, please Sir,” I whimpered.

Bobby strokes harder, faster and just as I start to come, he lets go and ripped the suction toys off my nipples, sucked full of blood. I scream like a murder victim, over and over as I come with a chest filled with the pain, blood rushing from my nipples. I shoot and shoot and shoot.

After I quiet down, I feel Bobby’s lips pressed against mine, his tongue pushing between my lips. He searches my mouth with his tongue, trying to push down into my throat and the effort to invade my throat like he does with his cock is so hot. I suck his tongue. Then he shoves four fingers into my mouth and checks my gag reflex. He has never done this before and it is such a dominant action and a huge turn-on. I suck his fingers like I suck his cock.

Bobby slowly removes the four restraints releasing my wrists and ankles and off comes the blindfold. He has a big smile on his face. He seems proud of himself, knowing how much I have enjoyed playing. I throw my arms around his neck and hold him tightly against me. I whisper in his ear, “I love you, Bobby. Thank you for such an unexpected hot time.”

He wipes up my splattered cum from the bed and we lie there in each other’s arms.

"That was quite a game of mindfuck," I say with a contented look.

“Let’s go to sleep like this, no shower tonight. We can wake up in the morning to the smell of this session to remind us of how hot it was.”

I asked, “Where did the vibrator come from:”

“I went to that sex shop today and bought it along with another couple of toys I will surprise you with another time.”

“Bobby, that whole scene tonight was very fucking hot. You were so dominant I was almost afraid. The stress was fantastic. I love domination and you are really good at it.

“Really?

“Absolutely, and the nipple toys were really hot, especially when you ripped them off while I was coming. That was mind-blowing hot.”

“Chris, I never in my wildest fantasies dreamed of sex like I am having with you. It is so different than sex I had with women, so special. The feelings we share during sex are just so fucking special. What we did tonight involves a little different role for me. I hope I did it well. I talked to the guy at the sex shop, told him I was new to all of this. He gave me some tips and said to play it by ear. So, that’s what I did, babe.”

“Bobby. it was perfect. I didn’t have a clue about what was gonna happen and that added so much to the excitement. You were perfect. Perfect. I haven’t had a hot session like that for several years. You reminded me of how hot kinky sex can be. Loved it, Sir.”

“I got turned on a lot when you said Sir to me. It made me feel so masculine, so in charge of the situation. I don’t know, it just turned me on. I was feeling like you were my boy toy and I was proving to you that you are my toy and I am your Dom, responsible for giving you pleasure.”

“You really understand this whole Dom-Sub play. It will get better for both of us.”

“Chris, I want to go to sleep now and dream about you and the new things we can try. I love you, babe, more than anything else on the planet.”

Bobby, pulls me into his arms, kisses with all the love that’s possible and we drift off to sleep.

To be continued…….