I Said Yes

Now I knew Rob wasn’t, generally, a naïve guy but I think we kind of shocked him. I think he was aware of the nature of gay sex, I just don’t think he ever thought he would experience seeing it live…As soon as he realized what was happening…and we began to pull up our pants and gather ourselves, he turned and headed back into the bar. When we caught up with him and started to apologize, he just turned and laughed…

“T M I” (Rob)

“Come on dude…you had to know that you would see something…I mean consider what goes on in this place” (Michael)

“Ha…I have never been to a gay bar…so no, I didn’t know…but it’s all good” (Rob)

“You ok…I mean we didn’t scar you for life, did we?”

“Well let’s just say…shit, I don’t know what the fuck to say” (Rob)

“Ya kinda liked it didn’t ya big guy…did it get ya going a bit?” (Michael)

“Oh, fuck off…never in a million years you freak…Ha-ha” (Rob)

“That’s what they all say…til it happens” (Michael)

“Alright Michael, I think we’ve scared the boy enough”

“Well…I’m gonna guess he got a little hard looking…hey, how long were you out there watching us? Now who’s the freak?” (Michael)

“Oh, please…you are just a goofball…” (Rob)

“I got your goofball…right here pal” (Michael)

“Ok, ok…stop…get we just get back to partying?” (Rob)

“Alright, I will leave you alone…at least for now” (Michael)

After that whole conversation I knew that Rob was ok…I mean he blushed through the whole thing, but he had a sense of humor about it all. Michael didn’t’ help with his chiding…but it could have been a lot worse. Michael certainly had the propensity to take things to the edge…and I had to do a little work to try and keep that from happening as I didn’t want Rob to get pushed to the point where things upset him. He was, after all, a grown ass man…and wasn’t naïve like I said…but everyone has their limits and I didn’t want Michael to push Rob to his breaking point.

We finally found Nolan, who seemed to be wandering around aimlessly, and he had told us that Chris and Corey had taken off a few minutes before hand. It seemed as though the party was winding down, bot Rob and Nolan indicated they were probably ready to head out and I really wanted to just get some alone time with Michael. We all wandered outside and each, independently, arranged for Uber to get us all where we were going. Rob and Nolan were going to share a car and Michael and I got our own. Goodbyes said, our cars arrived at the same time and we all headed out. Michael and I had about a 20-minute ride and both got in the back seat. As our car approached the West Seattle Bridge, the only way, by car, to get to the house, there was some sort of accident and we came to a complete halt. Though the driver seemed really irritated it didn’t really bother us. I took advantage of the opportunity and began to rub the palm of my hand up and down Michael’s thigh. I caught a look from him, and he flashed a grin. That seemed to be a permissive glance, so I continued my teasing by palming his crotch. I could feel the growth instantly…surprising me with his ability to recharge, once again so soon after our patio escapade. Before I knew it, and very quietly, I realized he was lowering the zipper on his pants and it gave me the perfect opportunity to slip my hand inside.

I kept looking forward so the driver didn’t suspect what was happening…he was so focused on the wreck and the delay, that he didn’t really seem to be aware and we were, of course, very quiet and still. I realized that Michael had undone the top button of his pants granting me full access to that wonder package of his. I rubbed all over his crotch and felt him grow to full hardness as I did. I reached under and was able to feel and cradle his balls in my hand and I detected a very quiet and low groan coming from him. I increased the pressure of my rubbing as I continued to keep an eye on the driver and mirror and then I was able to slip one, then two fingers into the leg opening of his underwear…reaching skin and the neatly trimmed ball sack. It seemed as though this was driving Michael crazy as he began to raise himself up, just a bit, in his seat. I was able to pull his balls through the opening of his underwear and the head of his dick through the opening in the front. He was leaking a large amount of pre-cum and I was able to use it to slick up the head of his dick…rubbing over the top and around it. I shifted in my seat a bit and was able to grab both his cock and his balls with the one hand and I manipulated to the point that his whole cock was now sticking out through the front opening in his underwear. I was, also, now hard as a rock and began rubbing my own dick on the outside of my pants. With a constant look to the driver’s mirror, I increased my jacking of Michael’s cock with my left hand and the rubbing of my own with my right hand. He was squirming in his seat and trying hard not to let his moans escape so the driver could hear. I looked at him and smiled and I knew, by his own expression, that he was very, very close to losing it…I slipped his cock back through the opening so it was protected by his underwear and then I reached into the waist band to continue and finish him off. It took no time at all as, when I gripped the head and twisted it a bit, he exploded into my hand. He grabbed my leg with his right hand…squeezing and grasping my thigh with incredible force…his eyes were closed and his head thrown back as he continued to pump into my hand…All toll…about 8 hefty shots of his cum…filling my hand and soaking his underwear…I just kept hold of the base of his cock as his body started to calm and relax. He was looking at me with his grin and I noticed a few beads of sweat dripping down the side of his face. I knew, without any words spoken, that I had done well…I had surprised him…and I had succeeded at his game…no words needed to be said when I saw the look on his face…

“Alrighty…here we go finally…should be there in about two minutes” (Driver)