A morning hard-on
The opened the door and there stood Sam in a pair of cut-off jean shorts. He looked me up and down as he walked in. "Morning hard-on in your undies?"
"I can say the same of you, Mr. big bulge in your jean shorts. Good morning, Sam." He came in with a smile. I turned around and headed to the kitchen. He grabbed the waistband of my underwear then let it go as I walked away. SNAP. You have a nice big bubble butt. "Yum."
With a broad smile I said, "I'll get some coffee on for you."
"Do you have tea?"
I turned around smiling. "Tea, that's what I drink. I drink tea, Earl Grey. Honey?"
"Are you calling me honey or are you asking me if I'd like honey in my tea." I started laughing and he joined in. While I made the tea, he inspected the pieces of the reading chair. A few minutes later I walked back to the living room with two steaming cups of tea. I was shocked to see he'd stripped down to a pair of blue briefs.
"Very sexy." I complimented him.
Adjusting his big balls he revealed, "I didn't want you feeling, you know, self-conscience, you know being the only guy in his underwear."
He took his tea from me and set it down on the coffee table then took my cup and set it next to his. He wrapped his arms around me and then kissed me lovingly. Our bulges touched, I felt his cock twitch.
"You are very handsome." He said cupping my chin. "How old are you?"
"Twenty-five. You?"
"Thirty-two."
We sat on the sofa sipping our tea. "So, how did you get to Chicago?"
"A colleague and I were transferred from Mount Dora Florida to the big city of Chicago."
"You've never been here before?"
"Nope."
"You're in the Loop."
"What's a loop?"
"Elevated trains form a circle around beautiful buildings. One of which is where we live, the Parliament House. You're on North Garland Ct. in the center of the Loop.
"Whoa, you live in the building too?"
"I do. On the Third floor."
I gave him a sly smile. "How convenient."
"You're a bad boy."
"And you're a hunk."
We started kissing again.
Without warning the door opened and Mare stepped in. "So, this is Mr. Sam? What a hunk and a half. Damn you're tall. He towers over you, kid."
"Sis, please."
"She's your sister?"
"NO!" I yelled, "She and I have been friends for years. I didn't have a sister; she didn't have a brother. We worked at the same company, and they transferred us both up to Chicago."
"He was scribbling your name on his legal pad like a high schooler."
"Mare, stop!" I started pushing her out the door.
"Did Tommy tell you he's still a virgin?"
"Mary Lousie, you've gone far enough."
She took a long look at Sam. "Damn I wish you were straight. Handsome isn't a good enough word to describe you. Tootles!!"
And then Mare was gone and I thanked heaven. I froze.
Sam took my hands in his. "You're really a virgin?"
Looking a way, I answered ... "Yes." slowly.
"I think that's beautiful."
I really believed I'd meet someone special one day and you know I think I may have ..." God, I felt like such a foolish schoolboy, but his eyes kept smiling at me. "I believe in love."
Sam put his hands on my shoulders and hugged me close and then he kissed me. And I swear I saw fireworks.
"Breathe." He told me then smiled. "I'm going to build your reading chair and do a few things I have to do. But I'll be back at seven to take you to dinner at my favorite restaurant, The Gentry. We have to wear suits and ties at this restaurant."
I kept nodding as he spoke. I pinched myself twice, just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. After he built my reading chair and left. I knew there was a Macy close by. Luckily A fellow gay brother/clerk helped me pick out a new suit, tie, socks and I bought a pack of brand-new underwear. Light Blue Calvin Klein briefs. I laughed at myself thinking, I may have an underwear fetish I said to myself. At six I showered cleaning every inch of my body. For the second time today, I shaved. I wanted everything to be perfect, and I think he wanted that too.
As the living room clock chimed seven bells there was a knock on my door. I opened it and he stood there like a God with light shining behind him. He'd gotten a haircut, shaved. The gray suit fit him perfectly with a thin red tie and a white shirt. He looked me up and down. "You look stunning, sir." he said in a whisper.
"And you, sir, look more like a prince from a faraway kingdom than just a damn goodlooking man."
He held out his hand, I took it. "Your carriage awaits." Downstairs a limo was waiting. Inside a bottle of champaign was chilling. As the limo drove off, he kissed me like I've never been kissed before. At the restaurant everyone knew his name, everyone knew my name too. We were seated in a quiet corner table away from the other men. The place was filled with all men. That's when I realized the Gentry was a classy gay restaurant, every man was wearing a suit, the waiters wore tuxedos. Two whiskey-sevens arrived at the table as if by magic. The evening was like a fairy tale. The waiter took our order and asked if he'd like to hear his favorite song. "It seems appropriate tonight, sir."
Sam nodded, a few minutes later the song began.
Some enchanted evening, you may see a stranger, You may see a stranger across a crowded room, And somehow you know, you know even then, That somehow you'll see him again and again.
When we were back at his condo He picked me up and carried me to his bed. He took off all my clothes except my underwear. I helped him undress but kept his underwear untouched. Together on the bed our cocks mushed together through cotton. His mouth covered mine, our tongues tangled together. Now both of us were on way to being completely naked, we hugged and we kissed. He pulled my briefs down. I pulled his down. I kissed his nipples. I felt his hand on my erect cock gently jacking it and then taking it into his mouth. Then he got me on my back and lifted my legs up, his lips touched my quivering hole as he lapped at my butt. Licking and licking. My cock was so hard I thought it might break into a thousand pieces. I lowered my head and took his dick into my mouth, I could taste his pre-cum. His cock pulsated.
Sam grabbed a bottle. I felt a rush of warm lube on my tender butthole. I knew what was coming and I welcomed it. I'd been a virgin way too long, or maybe, I was waiting for the right man. Yes. Yes. His cock slowly entered my tight pink hole. I panted. I pushed my butt on to his cock and his cock responded. He began moving in and out, deeper and deeper. Yes. Yes. the pain evaporated. His cock felt like an extension of my body. So Big. I began moaning. His free hand grabbed my neck tightly as his cock drilled deeper into my virgin hole. And I heard myself, screaming, "fuck my hole." He slammed into me. "I want you inside me forever." I felt his cock shoot a heavy load up my ass. With my finger I scooped up some of his cum and sucked it into my mouth. As I began Cumming myself, his mouth took control of my cock, and I blasted another load into my mouth. Together we kissed mixing our cum together.
Exhausted, He asked me. "Will you marry me?"
I responded, "In a New York minute."
And then we kissed.
