I invited him in. "She's still getting dressed." I put my hand out for a shake. He grabbed my hand firmly but with a gentleness. His eyes never left mine. We shook hands and both of us froze. The touch lasted longer than normal. I looked up, he was smiling at me.
"Where are you two going?"
"Dinner and a movie."
"What movie?"
"A re-release of Where the Boys Are
"As he talked, I took in his whole body. Broad shoulders tossed blond hair and an infectious smile. When he walked past the door, I got a good look at his ass. It was flawless in his tight jeans. We sat on the love seat. We chatted as Cindy touched up her make-up. She came out of the bathroom looking radiant. Tom stood up. "You look great"
They left and I ordered a pizza and watched Beach Blanket Bingo. Several hours later I heard a scuffle at the front door. It was Tom and a very drunk Cindy. I helped him get her into her bed and in minutes she was snoring just like our dad.
In the living room he joined me on the Loveseat. "It was two for one drinks."
"She doesn't hold her liquor well." I said laughing.
We just started talking easily and I found him interesting and educated. He was a graphic designer. I was working in AI. After a while he asked if he could spend the night. I said yes of course. "You can sleep on the love seat."
Embarrassed he quietly observed, "I'm too tall for the lover seat."
"You want to bunk in with me? It's only a double bed but we should be okay."
He smiled "I appreciate that you're letting a stranger sleep beside you." And there was that long look again between us. Like he was trying to figure me out. And I, him.
In my bedroom Tom stripped down to his briefs. I watched him from the corner of my eye. I struggled with my tight jeans. Boldly he stepped up to me, grabbed the belt loops of my jeans and pulled them down with power nearly taking my boxer briefs with them.
"Better?"
"Yes, thank you."
"There you go." He gave me a subtle pat on my ass.
I was both excited and scared by the feelings I had for him. I kept telling myself, “He’s your sister’s boyfriend. Why are you feeling this way?” I questioned myself, “What are you thinking?” I hardly slept, and when his arm laid against mine, I felt my dick lurch. The heat of his body next to mine was intoxicating. I reached out with a finger caressing his arm gently. I finally fell asleep.
Two days later, Cindy told me she was being sent to a conference in Florida. I was quietly pleased. The whole place to myself, with no reason to think about the handsome Tom or about how things were between him and Cindy.
On Monday, I got home from work, poured myself a glass of wine, and sat down to read the paper. A knock sounded at the door. I walked over and opened it, and there he was—handsome, masculine, a good six inches taller than me, with one hell of a smile. In his hands, he held a pizza and a bottle of wine. "Svengoolie's on tonight. I hope you haven't eaten yet."
"I have not. This is a pleasant surprise. What movie is on Sven tonight?"
"Bride of Frankenstein."
"That's awesome."
We finished my opened bottle of wine and cracked open the new bottle. We ate as the movie started.
Our broad shoulders were touching on the loveseat. "Do you smoke pot?
"I do."
"Cool.
After the pizza was eaten and the paper plates thrown out, Tom lit up a joint. We smoked the whole damn thing. About the time the creature was having a meltdown, we were mellow. Our heads were touching now - stoned!
Our shoulders were touching too, so close you couldn’t have slipped a piece of paper between the two of us. To ease the sexual tension, I stood up and grabbed the last bottle of wine, pouring us each a fresh glass. When he came back from the bathroom, he was wearing only his tighty-whities and a white tank top. My dick was getting hard. Obviously hard.
Deliberately I stood up and dropped my jeans showing off my black bikini underwear. Do you want to spend the night?" I asked a little tipsy. "I' like you to stay the night.
"I'd like that very much."
"Good."
After the movie, the TV show Batman came on, and we realized we were both huge fans. The Riddler was the villain of the week, and we couldn’t stop laughing at the tights John Astin wore for the role and the cheesy jokes. When it ended, we decided to call it a night.
Tom crawled under the covers and so did I. We both were a little drunk and seriously stoned.
I turned to him and asked him who his favorite villain was. He stared at me. Maybe not me. Maybe my lips ... and then he kissed me. Not just any kiss. I felt his hand on my ass. My arms were around his neck. We got closer. His chest against mine. I saw his dick hard as steel, mine too.
He got on top of me. He wiggled out of his underwear. I could feel his hardon. His tantalizing tongue explored my mouth. I wanted him. I wanted him inside of me. I pulled my underwear down and inhaled his cock into my mouth. It was big and beautiful. I felt his fingers playing with my butthole. Pre-cum appeared on his cockhead and I licked it up like a starving child.
"You got lube?"
"Nightstand." I barely got the word out. He grabbed it then began sucking my cock. I was in heaven. He was good. This was defiantly me and then he rolled me on my belly. I felt his lubed fingers entered my tight boy hole. First two ... then three fingers opening me up. "I'm a top may I fuck you?
"Please." I felt his cock head resting on my quivering asshole." More kissing. Then he slid his 8-incher flawlessly into me. I was tingling all over. High, horny and hot. "FUCK ME LIKE THE SLUT THAT I AM!!!
"You can take it hard?"
"Pound my ass, Tommy!!
And he did. I've never felt anything like it. The way he commanded his cock and speed and then slowing down and then kissing me as he nailed my ass. He grabbed my wrist and twisted on his back. "Bounce on my dick. Ride it! When you're ready to cum aim your piss hole at my mouth. I want to taste your cum."
Panting Tom said. "I'm getting ready to blow my own wad up your manhole. I bounced on his cock with purpose and as I got closer to blowing my wad, he grabbed my neck in a choke hold and squeezed. "I love it!!"
He screamed out as he came up my hole.
I felt his hot jism inside of me. Those green eyes stared at me. He knew I was close to Cumming and when I did, I was loud. "I'm dumping my load!!" He opened his mouth wide. I sprayed my manjuice down Tom's throat, on his face and on his chest. He licked it up and scooped some of it up to fed me my own cum, which I loved.
"What are we going to do about Cindy?" I asked
"Cindy? Cindy Who?"
And then we kissed.
