I Said Yes

So, color me blown away…did he really just say that…was he serious…wtf….Again, dropping a bombshell…his normal M.O.; I looked in the mirror to find him staring back at me…all intense but with a hint of a grin…his body still leaning up against my back…I just didn’t know when this guy was serious anymore. He asked me at Christmas…then we went through all that stuff…nothing more said, at all, about getting married…and then he drops the shit about having kids…then nothing is said during that conversation…UGH. I knew it was on his mind…but, shit, it wasn’t even legal yet…at least in Washington or California…or there in Oregon…

I leaned up and turned around. I was keenly aware that we were both in a semi-hard state and I had to decide whether I was going to take that opportunity to play some more…or address his comment. I reached down and cradled his balls in my hand as I leaned in to kiss him…he was clearly perking back up as I felt his cock rise before me, poking me in the belly. I was not one to be able to re-charge quickly…and certainly not as quick as he could…but I could tell I was getting worked up again. We really should have a conversation about what he just said…and about all that other stuff…but right then…right there…I wanted him again…I wanted to make him feel good…I ran my hand down the front of his chest to his belly…using my finger I ran it down his treasure trail until I got to the top of his cock. With one hand cradling his balls I was now using the other to slowly slide up and down the shaft. As I was working his cock and balls, I was using my mouth to play with his nipples…alternating between the two and I could tell by his closed eyes and breathing that it was getting to him. A quick look at his dick and I realized he was leaking…and it was helping to slide my hand up and down his shaft. As I worked some of his precum into my other hand I used it on his balls…and they began slipping around in my hands. Michael started to moan and lean back on his heels and I knew I was having the desired effect on him.

I lightly grabbed a hold of him and turned him, slightly, so he was leaning with his butt back against the sink. I ran my hands down his sides…followed by my tongue down the center of his chest…and I got down on one knee. My face was lined up with his dick…now rock hard…and I stuck my tongue out just teasing the head. I saw it jump and he put a hand on top of my head. I grabbed ahold of his cock and lifted it up towards his belly and his ball sack was exposed and at eye level now. Using my tongue, I slobbered all over the sack, back and forth…top to bottom…and he increased the pressure of his hand on my head. I lifted his man parts up a little higher to where I was able to run my tongue along his taint…almost to his hole. He really liked this part…always…it was one of his most sensitive areas and, almost always, produced a large glob or string of precum when it was touched.

Michael couldn’t stand it anymore…I knew that by his body language…and he grabbed a hold of the base of his dick and guided it to my mouth. As he, pretty much, face-fucked me, I was able to slip my thumb up into his hole. As a slobbered on his dick I maneuvered my thumb up into him…deeper and deeper…until, by touch and by his reaction, I knew I had hit his prostate. As I poked and manipulated the nut his thrusts were faster and deeper…pretty much gagging me each time he went in, but I was determined to stay on it and take all of him. With a loud moan…and then a couple of grunts…he started to scream and squeeze his hand tighter in my hair…and then I felt shot after shot after shot hit the back of my throat. I used both hands to grab his ass cheeks and pull him all the way into me and I felt his pubes under my nose…I wanted to take all of him…and for the most part, I did…losing just a little out of the sides of my mouth…and down my chin. I looked up as I swallowed and he was looking right back at me…holding the sides of my face with his hands…the look was intense as I pulled off him…almost all the way…and he held me there…with just the tip of the head in my mouth as I was swirling my tongue over and around it…

“Holy fucking cow…where did that come from?” (Michael)

I pulled off, wiped my chin and said…

“I wanted to see if I could get you up and going again…”

“That has to be a record…twice in the space of about 10 minutes” (Michael)

“Yeah…who said we need two hours...ha-ha”

“God that was awesome…it was like…one minute I was buried deep in you and the next…” (Michael)

“…you were buried deep in me…”

“Ha-ha…I guess that is the case!” (Michael)

“I guess we should rinse off again and think about food…and a chat?”

“Hmmm…I was thinking…” (Michael) … He looked at me with that sinister grin of his and I knew what he was up to. I really, really wasn’t sure I had another round in me…at least not right then and I was kind of hungry…and…oh yeah…there was some serious talking we had to do…serious talking…kids…wedding…ugh…I didn’t want our moment(s) to end…but…well…I decided to just see where things went…at least for that moment in time….