I Said Yes

A new item on the “Menu”?

We popped into the Admiral pub for a couple of quick drinks and to say howdy to Steve. He was his, usual, goofy self, lobbing zingers and verbal shots at us for not coming in very often. He was, generally, such a smart ass that it made the visits to the pub fun. He and Michael got along and traded hilarious insults back and forth and that was entertaining to watch. Michael seemed to be in a good mood and I had managed to work out of the funk I was in. I guessed it was just part of being in a relationship…the give and take…the arguing and the getting pissed at each other. He seemed to let it roll off his shoulders much easier than I did but I was working on that. Sometimes he was just oblivious to things going on around him and he often said things before he thought about them…but I loved the guy and was committed to continue giving him shit until he changed…ha!

The pub was pretty empty, and Steve was in the middle of an inventory count so it was just Michael and I sitting at the bar. He was in a playful mood and kept rubbing on my leg and crotch. He was clearly horny again and I think that he often thought that, after some kind of fight or disagreement, sex was the cure-all. I thought, at the time, that make-up sex was an urban legend…that people would pick a fight only to be able to cure the ills later in the bedroom. I think Michael truly believed the legend as, when I thought back, each time I got grumpy with him, for whatever reason, he made it a point to set something up or create and adventure to distract from the issue we were fighting about. I often wondered if his ego, or self confidence was questioned by someone disagreeing or arguing with him and, that was why he always jumped out front or had some sort of reaction to that battle…I didn’t know…but it was sure feeling like that was his routine.

I have to say that his playfulness did, in fact, create a distraction. He usually had no trouble at all getting me worked up…my body almost always instantly reacted to his touch and, even in some cases, his thoughts…or what he telegraphed to me. I knew him, by then, well enough to almost always know what he was thinking…yes, there were times when he completely surprised me…but most times I could tell by the grin or the look in the eye that he was in the mood.

We bugged out of the pub telling Steve we had dinner plans in a bit but might see him a little later. He was on the night shift and would be there so we told him we might drag the gang back. We hopped in the truck and drove the mile to my place. I took the pups out and when I returned Michael was in the bedroom. Once again I found him completely naked and standing in the doorway with a hard on. I know I smiled as he walked over to me and urged me out of my clothes which, in all reality, took no time at all. He took me by the hand and led me to the kitchen where he had me lean against the counter as he cleared off the kitchen table. I was curious and intrigued at his plan…he said little or nothing as he reached into the refrigerator… When he was coming out of the refrigerator, he told me to get up on that kitchen table on my back. I was really curious now and it took no time at all for me to get excited…this was new and different and it felt like he was going to totally take charge…I guessed I should just go with the flow and enjoy…

Michael told me to lay back, close my eyes and spread my legs some. He took a can of whip cream and sprayed it all over my body. I jumped at first as it was cold on my skin, especially when he applied a huge amount to my cock and balls and sprayed a trail of it up my stomach, chest and arms. I couldn’t help but open my eyes to look at him and what he was doing. I heard the microwave bell ring and then he began to pour luke-warm chocolate over my body…mixing it with the whip cream. When I looked up at him again, I saw the delight in his eyes and watched as his cock was jerking up and down…clearly reacting to the sight.

Michael took one of the fresh strawberries that had been in the refer and dipped it in some of the chocolate and whip cream from my stomach and fed it to me while he started to go down on my chocolate-covered dick, sucking it as if it were a milk shake. He used one of his hands to rub up and down my chest and stomach, rubbing the chocolate and cream into my skin…he then put a finger in my mouth and I instinctively sucked the cream off his fingers. After several minutes of him sucking my cock and me sucking his fingers he came off my dick and used his covered fingers to slide into my ass hole. I started to squirm and pump my hips up and down on the table as he drove the chocolate and cream deep into me. I was almost out of control as I lifted both legs and put them up on his shoulders and neck as he continued to finger fuck me. I couldn’t help myself as I tightened my legs around his neck…almost like a vise and I felt the head of his cock rub around under my balls and near the outside of my hold. He pulled up and used his dick to gather some of the creamy mixture off my belly…making sure he had a gob of the head of his cock and he inserted just the head inside me. At the same time, he took rough hold of my dick and began using the cream, chocolate and my own pre-cum as lube…sliding his hand up and down my shaft…

I loosened my grip from around his neck and he put his hands on the backs of my legs and lifted higher…exposing me even more as he slowly inserted more and more of his cock inside me. The sensation was driving me wild and I used my own hand to jack my dick…Michael’s pace increased, as did my jerking and he started to moan…deep moans from within. I was seeing stars and sweating…and I knew it would not be long at all. He took one of his hands off…moved one of my legs over a bit and used the one hand to hold both. He moved his other hand down on top of mine…increasing the pace and friction on my dick…he started to yell “Fuck yea…Fuck yea…I can’t stop” and then I felt him explode deep inside me…shot after shot as he leaned over and into me as my legs came down close to the table…our bodies now mixed together with the cream and chocolate…and then, my jizz. I erupted with powerful shots that his us both in the chest…trapped between our two bodies. The slipperiness intensified the moment as I must have shot 7 or 8 times…hard and with force as I could almost feel it ricochet between our chests and stomachs.

When he felt me calm down, he pulled out, walked over to the side of the table closest to me, and used his cock and hands to rub the mixture of cream, chocolate and semen into my chest and around my nipples. Getting a good coating of the creamy substance he moved over to the edge and nudged my mouth open and slipped his softening dick inside. The mixture was tasty…sweet and salty…and there was a lot of it as I licked and sucked his cock clean. He reciprocated by pulling out and then running his tongue from my neck down to my balls…cleaning an entire trail and swallowing the mixture. When I could finally relax and open my eyes I looked up and there was his classic evil grin and sparkle in the eye…He reached both hands out, took mine in his, and ushered me off the table. We were both completely covered in that messy food and come so he led me to the walk-in shower and turned the water on…that wild and unusual food fuck was a first for us…this guy never ceases to surprise me with his antics and now I was gonna have to come up with something equally impressive…maybe later on tonight…who knows!....