Pat's Bar, Last Call

Pat’s Bar, Last Call, An hour or so later

Vik had just hollered out to all the men, “Last call!”

“Another?” Dave asked Erik.

Erik looked back with hazy eyes and a sloppy grin and said, “No thank you, Mr. Schuster. I must be getting back home.”

And before Dave could say anything else, there was a hand on Erik's back. He shifted in his seat to see who it was and found Johnny Lund. Or “Lundy” as the boys all called him, standing close behind him. He was casually dressed, so not on duty. He was one of only three of the town’s police officers.

Johnny’s eyes sparkled at Erik as he looked over the situation of these two inebriated men. He grinned broadly and said, “How ‘bout a ride home there, Erik?”

Erik reached back and held the hand on his shoulder while he turned to look up at Johnny, “Why sure, my man, you may drive me home.” Then he let out an uncharacteristic giggle.

Johnny laughed heartily at Erik’s response. It confirmed what he suspected, that Erik would not be able to get home by himself. He looked over at Dave, who seemed in much better shape, but asked anyway, “Mr. Schuster? How are you doing? Do you need a ride as well?”

“None for me, thank you, Johnny. My chariot will be arriving shortly.” Johnny laughed at Dave’s remark. “My son will be along momentarily to collect me.”

“Alrighty then. It’s you and me Erik. Are you ready to go?” Johnny asked.

“You betcha!” replied Erik as he slowly climbed down off the stool. He turned to Dave and in a very uppity voice said, “Thank you kind sir for keeping me company this fine evening. It was a pleasure.”

Dave stood and bowed slightly, “The pleasure was all mine, sir!”

Johnny laughed all over again at the antics of these two. Little did he know what pleasures were shared. He placed his arm around Erik’s shoulder in a friendly gesture, at least that's how he wanted it to look. He knew Erik needed a bit of support to get out of the bar without falling all over things. As they exited, both Johnny and Erik waved at the men sitting at the bar as the men hollered out their names and called “Good night!”

Johnny’s car was waiting by the curb right by the front door. “You come here just to get me?” Erik asked with genuine surprise.

Johnny shook his head as he helped Erik into the front seat. “Reilly sent me.” Reilly was Erik’s long-time buddy. He also happened to be the County Sheriff. There were many a night that Reilly himself stopped by the bar to check on Erik and drive him home.

Erik made some kind of disgruntled noise and said something Johnny didn’t understand. “You knew he would, Erik, didn’t you?”

More grumbling.

They were at Erik's house in no time. This was Johnny’s first time there. He drove down the driveway and around to the back of the house as Erik instructed him. Erik opened the car door and tried to get out on his own before he felt Johnny’s muscled arms grab a hold of him and help him up and out.

Erik didn’t know Johnny very well, just enough to say hello. He was more a friend of Johnny’s boss, Reilly. But in his drunken state, he appreciated Johnny’s strength and the muscles surrounding him as he carried him up the steps and onto his back porch.

“Now, are you going to be all right, Erik?” Johnny asked quietly.

“Oh, I’ll be just fine, Johnny, just fine.” Erik smiled and stood as straight as he could manage. When Johnny stepped away and Erik turned to go in the house, he tripped over the threshold. Johnny reached out and grabbed a hold of him again and said, “I’m sure you will be once I get you all squared away. Here, grab my arm.”

Erik started to say he didn’t need help, but when those arms surrounded him again, he melted into them. Johnny scooped him up off the floor and carried him into the kitchen. He figured that would be the quickest, easiest way to get Erik in there.

“Which way?” he asked once they crossed the threshold.

“Bedrooms are upstairs, but I can stay on the sofa over there, behind that door,” Erik replied weakly.

“Upstairs you say? Ok, then, here we go.” Johnny shifted slightly getting a better grasp on Erik's body, and walked down the hallway and up the stairs. The room to the right at the top of the stairs looked “lived in” so he decided this was it.

“How'd you know this was the one?” Erik asked.

Johnny chuckled, “Good guesser.”

He set Erik on the edge of the bed. Then he knelt on the floor in front of him and untied and removed his shoes, then socks.

Erik started talking. “I had great fun tonight. Did you have any fun tonight, Johnny?”

Johnny replied, “I bet you did and no, I was home all evening.” Not wanting to give a false impression of his home life, he added quickly, “Uh, not that that wasn’t fun, but I wasn’t at the bar having fun like you were.”

“Aw, that's too bad. I don't know you too well but it would be fun to have a few together.” Erik’s voice trailed off. “You know, sometime... it would be fun.”

“Yeah that'd be keen,” Johnny responded enthusiastically. He didn’t know what that comment was all about but he figured it was best to keep the guy happy. He didn’t want to get into any argument with a drunk guy he barely knew, especially when he was trying to hurriedly get him into bed so he could get home himself.

Johnny got up off the floor and stood tall, stretching out his six foot two frame after carrying a dead-weight body up the stairs. He looked down at Erik trying to sit up there on the bed. When he did, Erik lifted his head and stared back up at Johnny. Then a broad smile slowly spread across his face.

“You and Reilly ever hang out? You know, have a few beers or something?” asked Erik.

“We have, sure,” Johnny admitted cautiously.

“You know Reilly and I are good friends, right?” Again, Erik gave off that little giggle. “Well of course you do.”

“Yes. He’s told me about your friendship.” Johnny wondered, ‘Where’s he going with this?’

“Oh yeah? He told you about us, being friends and all?” Erik was waking up a little bit, out of his stupor. He leaned back supporting himself with his arms stretched out behind him.

Johnny said, more softly, “Uh-huh.” He put his hands on his hips and continued to gaze down at Erik. “He's told me.”

Erik shifted slightly, then sat up as straight as he could. He noticed that Johnny hadn’t moved, but merely stood in front of him, quite still. It wasn’t until now that Erik stared up at Johnny that he realized how much Johnny towered over him. His neck strained and he could feel his face reddened a bit as he gazed upward. After a bit, he lowered his head and smiled shyly. Johnny looked down, without any expression, and watched him.

Erik looked up again, staring up into Johnny’s eyes. Their gazes glued to one another’s. With care, he casually reached up and gently cupped Johnny’s crotch. His hand surrounded the noticeable mound between his legs. Slowly, softly, he increased the pressure, trying to calculate the size of what was in that package. Gradually, Johnny’s prick stiffened and grew thicker, growing more than what Erik could fit in his hand. It felt good, real good. And surprisingly hard. He shifted his hand, moving around a bit, curious to examine all that was in there. “You feel nice,” he mumbled to himself. “Do you like how that feels too, Johnny?”

Johnny didn’t answer. He just stared down at Erik.

Still staring up into Johnny’s eyes, Erik leaned forward and, with both hands, unlatched Johnny’s belt. Next, his inside pants button. Then he nonchalantly slid down the zipper. Swiftly, Johnny’s pants dropped to his ankles with a thud. Stretching a bit, Erik reached around Johnny to his briefs-covered mounds of muscle. Erik hummed as he ran his hands over them, squeezing those hard butt cheeks. “Man you feel good, Johnny,” Erik moaned while savoring the heat radiating off Johnny’s body.

Erik leaned in getting even closer to the bulging mound in Johnny’s white briefs. Putting his nose right up close, he took in the clean scent of Johnny’s underwear, the smell of fresh soap, and the slight musk from his aroused sex.

Johnny watched all this, still tall with hands on hips. His breath caught every time Erik touched him, in a way no man had ever touched him before. He was fully erect, though still covered by the thin cotton of his briefs. It was becoming more and more painful, being held back like that, as his arousal continued to strengthen.

Erik opened his mouth against Johnny’s covered organ and exhaled deeply on it, giving Johnny a shock of unexpected heat. His cock pulsed against Erik's mouth, once, then two more times as Erik ran his mouth over its length. At the tip, there was a small and growing moist spot. Erik stuck out his tongue and licked it tenderly. Johnny flinched. And then again, a lick. Another flinch. Johnny groaned a soft low sigh as the buzz he felt intensified.

While licking Johnny’s pole in the front, Erik’s hands continued to stroke Johnny’s backside. Then with one quick swipe, Erik haltingly lowered Johnny’s briefs down over those solid ass cheeks, making those briefs tighten on his hard-on. Carefully, expertly, Eric stretched those briefs out over Johnny’s cock, then without warning, flicked them down his legs to meet his pants at his ankles. He let his hands caress Johnny’s muscled legs, thighs, and calves, as he did so, arousing himself in the process. When he lifted his head once more, Johnny’s long slender cock stared right into his face and throbbed in front of his mouth.

Without further hesitation, Erik wet his lips, and lowered his mouth all the way down Johnny’s length, taking all of him in, in one fell swoop, right down till Johnny’s pubic hairs tickled his nose. Eyes closed, Erik savored the taste of him, and, with his tongue, explored the texture of the bone-hard, veiny prick in his mouth. As he slid back up to the crown, he opened his eyes and saw that Johnny’s body was completely bare, no pubic hair except a small bush above his cock. A first for Erik.

He smiled as he released him slowly, and asked, “Was that OK?” Johnny didn't say anything. He just stood there with his hard dick pulsing in Erik's face.

Since Erik said nothing else and didn’t move, Johnny shifted his hips poking Erik’s mouth with the moist tip of his cock. Erik sat there, genuinely enjoying this, letting Johnny show him what he wanted.

Johnny, on the other hand, wasn’t so sure what to do. This was new—his first time. And by golly, he sure didn’t want it to end. Not now. Not before… “Why did you stop?” whispered Johnny to Erik, while he wondered to himself, ‘Is that all? Won’t he do more?’

Since Erik didn't seem to mind what he was doing, Johnny continued to thrust his dick toward his face, getting a bit frustrated at Erik’s closed mouth. After a few more pokes, Erik turned his head slightly so Johnny's erection slid along one side, then the other side of his face. Johnny getting more annoyed by all this, grabbed a hold of himself and began to slap Erik's cheeks with it. After a few slaps, he let his length lay against Erik’s face, along the side of his nose, almost poking his eye. He wriggled his hips, rubbing it up and down Erik’s cheek, leaving a trail of his seed juice behind.

Johnny couldn't believe how aroused he got by doing this. He was more excited than he’d ever been. Here was someone teasing him, so unexpectedly. But man oh man, did he respond to this guy’s playfulness. His body temperature rose significantly and a sheen of sweat covered him. Dotty, his wife, barely let him “make love” to her, never mind wanting to play around like this.

Looking down at his erection laying across Erik's face, almost poking him in the eye, Johnny grabbed its base again and slowly slid it down till it rested on Erik's mouth. He swirled it across those warm moist lips, rubbing the leakage across them. He wanted so badly to be back inside there, where it was moist and hot. Impatiently, he started to shove his cock against them. Erik let him, making approving hums but still didn’t open his mouth.

Finally, Johnny begged, “Open up, Erik, please. Take it.” More pushing. “Suck it. Please!”

Erik looked into his eyes and grinned, “Yes, sir. Whatever you say, sir.” And without hesitation, he engulfed Johnny to the hilt one more time. As Erik worked him over, Johnny’s moans grew deeper and louder, amplifying in intensity. He started to let go of whatever control he might have had.

Erik's attentions grew even more fevered, much to Johnny’s surprise. Having never had this happen to him before, Johnny didn’t even know he could feel this way. Even when he stroked himself off, it was never this good. But now, he didn’t want to think anymore. He just wanted to stand there and savor every moment of what Erik was doing to him.

Then without warning, Erik pulled off again. “Why are you stopping?” complained Johnny. But Erik didn’t hear him. He was already doing something over by the nightstand that Johnny couldn’t quite figure out. Then he saw it—a jar of Vaseline in Erik’s hand. Johnny watched as Erik stood and turned away from him, facing the bed. Eric popped the top off the jar and reached inside. He scooped out a bug wad of grease and then knelt on the edge of the bed. He reached behind himself, and with a couple of swipes, he swiped the goop up his ass crack.

Johnny froze. ‘He can’t want me to…’ But even as that question circled in his head, Erik reached behind him and grabbed Johnny’s prick, and greased it up with another wad from the jar. His hand sliding up and down Johnny’s cock sure felt good. But just as quickly, Erik stopped and turned himself away from Johnny. He crouched there, with his hands down and the mattress and his ass backed up to the very edge of the mattress, and waited.

Johnny had only heard guys deride men who did this sort of thing. But he never knew any man who did it, never mind want another guy to do it to him. He had to know before he got carried away and did something he’d regret. “Are you sure, Erick?” He stepped up and got right behind Erik’s butt, letting his cock rest at the top of Erik’s butt crack. “Is this what you want?”

In response, Erik pushed his butt back just a bit then wiggled it side to side so that Johnny’s cock slide down the crack and bumped something. Erik held onto himself and began to explore what the crack of a man’s ass felt like. He slid his cock head up and down Erik’s greased-up crevice realizing as he did so, how good it felt to be caressed by those hard muscles and being enveloped by the heat coming off Erik’s backside.

Before he could do or say anything more, Erik reached around behind him, grabbed a hold of Johnny’s erection, and guided it directly to the spot. The pick puckered entrance to his inside. “Yeah, Johnny. I want you in there.”

“Well okay then.” Erik grabbed the base of his cock and aimed it at the spot Erik had guided him to. He leaned in, feeling even more heat from Erik, until what he thought was an impenetrable hole, until Erik opened it allowing him full access. Johnny’s bulbous knob popped through, making Erik lurched forward a bit. But before Johnny could ask if he was alright, Erik pushed right back on it, making Erik slide further in. Erik shifted making small back-and-forth strokes until finally, Erik shouted, “Fuck me, Officer. Pound my ass.”

As Eric began what he knew well how to do, he was astonished and how tightly Erik’s ass grabbed onto him. How hot it was inside a man. This man, Erik. His mind started to ask himself all kinds of questions as he pistoned in and out of Erik. But when Erik shouted again, “Fuck me harder, Officer,” Johnny did what he was told.

Fucking a man was phenomenal! So intense. So free. No inhibitions. Just pounding Erik the way he demanded. Johnny lost all thoughts. He was driven solely by the pleasure of the ass he was riding. He grabbed a hold of Erik’s hips and getting for balance and leverage, his hips pistoned even faster than he thought possible.

“Yeah! Just like that! Fuck this bad boy. Give me what I deserve.! Do it! More!” Erik groaned and snarled s litany of instructions detailing his needs to be taken over and his will to submit to anything Johnny wanted.

Johnny, for his part, had no clue what most of those things meant or even how to do any of them. He just kept fucking breathlessly until finally, he felt his orgasm start. From the tips of his toes, all the way up his body, he knew he was going to blow any second. And when he did, Erik clenched his butt hole making his ass clench tightly around Johnny’s spurting prick as his juices exploded inside Erik’s hungry ass. Johnny let out a balls-deep moan that got louder and louder with every squirt of jizz, soaking Erik’s insides.

When he knew he was done, Johnny leaned over and hugged Erik’s back, wrapping his arms around his belly. He didn’t pull out. He never liked to even with his wife. He knew the body beneath him would expel him soon enough. His embrace helped him stay connected to Erik, his first man, for as long as he could.

Finally, after several long, wonderful moments, Johnny’s prick softened and slid out. Erik rolled over onto his back and grinned up at Johnny’s astonished face. When Johnny saw Erik, glowing beneath him, he leaned down and kissed him lightly. He pulled up and looked deeply into Erik’s eyes. There was something there, he wasn’t sure what, but he sure felt it deep in his gut. He leaned in again and this time the kiss was deep, passionate, almost… loving. He sank onto the bed laying on top of Erik, their bodies sliding around, lubed from their sweat, as they kissed, It was nothing he ever experienced or done before. He lifted his head to take a breath and whispered, “Erik… did you cum too? I mean I…”

Erik knew what he was thinking and burst in with, “You betcha.”

But then Erik realized, Erik was hard. “You did? But you’re...”

Erik chucked and said, “Oh he’s back for more. I’m lying in the first round doncha know? My back is all gunked up with round one.”

Johnny laughed as he slid down Erik’s body until Erik’s cock was lying there beneath his face. Without hesitation, he went right down on him and sucked his cock right in. He vigorously bounced up and down on it until Erik warned him, “I’m going to blow there Johnny.” That didn’t dissuade Johnny at all. He kept right at it until he tasted the tang of Erik’s jizz. Johnny’s slurped it up savoring every bit.

“Was that okay?” Johnny asked shyly.

Erik giggled and said, “Well you got some didn’t you?” Then shyly he apologized saying, “Not much left in there after the first round. Sorry about that.”

Johnny scooted up and lay down by Erik’s side. “I don’t know anything about how much or whatever. That was my first time.” Then he chuckled as he said, “I’ve never tasted another guy’s spunk before. Just me own.”

“What’d you think? Tasty am I?”

Johnny cracked up and said, “See for yourself.” He leaned in and kissed Erik again, this time, shoving his tongue between his lips and swirling it around in there.”

When they broke apart again, Erik quipped, “Yum! Still as good as the first time.” He wrapped his arms around Johnny pulling him in tight as they both laughed at themselves and the feeling they gave each other.

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The light slowly dawned through the open window waking Johnny up from a deep slumber. When he rolled over and saw where he was and who he was with, he started, “Oh my god!’

Erik stretched out beside him and said, “You stayed?”

“I must have fallen asleep,” Johnny said incredulous of the situation he found himself in. “I gotta get outa here.” He pulled back the covers to get out of bed when Johnny yanked his arm pulling him back.

“Hang on there partner,” Erik said. Nodding his head down toward, Johnny’s crotch he said, “I can’t let you leave looking like that now can I?”

Of course, Johnny had his usual morning wood poking up, making himself know. Without a moment’s hesitation, Erik went right down on it, ravenously sucking in his engorged cock. Relishing the taste and feel of Johnny as he got going.

All Johnny could say to soothe his guilty conscious was, “I can’t… I… oh my god… what’s Dotty going to say?”

Erik pulled off for a second and asked, “You going to tell her? I’m not.” And he dropped down and went at it again.

By now, Erik started pulling out all the stops. Knowing this was some urgency for Johnny to get home. Yet for Erik, his worship was boundless. The drunken state he was in last night, had helped him release his inhibitions then and now. He continued to suck, and slurp, and love every minute of pleasuring this man’s cock.

With a shout and a long groan, Johnny emptied his balls of all his morning seed. Erik swallowed as fast as he could, not wanting to miss a drop of the sweet tang of Johnny’s semen. He wanted to remember the taste of him long past his departure. Johnny’s member slowly softened in Erik’s mouth. Though Johnny was drained, Erik didn’t stop his oral ministrations, enjoying his own pleasures from giving service. Even when Johnny was completely limp, he relished the feel and the quivering shakes of Johnny’s body, along with his pleas, “Stop. Stop. Oh shit, Erik. Please stop. Oh god. Oh fuck. Stop. Ah. Oh. Erik, please.”

And with that last plea, Erik released him, letting that soft penis slide out through his lips. He leaned back, took a big swallow, then smacked his lips. He reached over to embrace Johnny’s whole package and kissed it all over and under while he running his hands up and down Johnny’s quivering legs.

Johnny shook all over, shaking the bed. Erik chuckled and grabbed him, holding his body against his. Johnny lowered his hands and held Erik's head. The two men stayed like that for several minutes, silently looking into each other’s faces.

Finally, Johnny pushed Eric off him and stood. No longer wobbly from his orgasm, Johnny felt drunk almost from this morning's sex. In two or three swift moves, Johnny pulled back the covers, rolled over to his side of the bed, and stood. He grinned down at Erik’s smiling face, happy that that look was because of him.

Johnny stepped back and leaned against the wall and for the first time, he took in all of Erik's body, muscle, hair, and semi-erect cock. This long slow perusal surprised him, as he had never thought of appreciating another man’s nakedness before, never mind one in this state. Locker room nudity aside, this kind of nakedness, and the awe of another man, was new. Everything he felt this morning and did last night was new. The fact that it even happened was a huge surprise, that Erik would let him do this to him. But the biggest shock was how much he enjoyed it. It was better than any sex he’d ever experienced.

Erik’s voice woke him from his thoughts. He stood there facing Johnny now. “I’m glad you stayed, even though you didn’t plan it. It’s been a while since slept beside someone. It was nice.”

Johnny didn’t answer. He stepped close to Erik, reaching for him. Erik stepped into those offered arms and was held in Johnny’s tight embrace. Johnny didn’t really know what he was expected to say now. All he knew was, after an experience like that, he had to touch Erik, to hold him close for just a little while, before leaving and getting on with the day.

When both their bodies started to react to that embrace, Johnny pulled away and said, “OK then.” He reached down and pulled up his briefs and pants, tucked in his shirt, and buckled himself up. Erik watched, memorizing Johnny’s every movement. When he was fully dressed, Johnny grabbed Erik by the shoulders, and kissed him, on the lips. It lasted a moment longer than necessary. Then Johnny turned and hurried down the stairs.

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