Reunion

Hey y'all, I hope everyone has been good. Here is a follow up to THE FIRST TIME. It was a very good event and I was happy that we got to meet up again after so many years and so many miles between us. For those that have not read THE FIRST TIME, in is in my collection. GIve it a read.  I hope y'all enjoy!

It's been a while since I have been here and was happy to see some familiar names in the list of stories. 

Enjoy,

AIden

There he was. It was more than 20 years since the last time Troy's eyes focused on Donnie. 

“Damn” Troy thought, “it had to be back in ninety-five or ninety-six on his boat”. As his mind drifted back in time. 

Troy found himself back home, laying on the cushons in the cabin of a twenty four foot Thompson cuddie cabin and Donnie was standing in the doorway. Troy had put away all the reality of his world for this moment. No thoughts of the trip north, of his parents or of his pregnant wife at their house waiting for him to return. All that was on his mind was feeling himself close to his old friend again. 

Donnie laid down beside Troy and slid his hand along Troy's side as the goosebumps rose on Troy's skin. It had been almost a year since they had been together and in that moment it seemed like eternity. 

As Troy sat there contemplating the friend request and wondering down the dusty memory lane he felt a fire in his pants and his heart raced as he hit the button to make contact again after so many years. 

Troy reached his neck up and met Donnie's lips as their tongues explored the familiar territories of each other's mouths and their hands pulled each other close together. Troy could feel the hardness growing between Donnie's legs while Donnie was grinding his pelvis into Troy's thigh and it drove him crazy. With a fire starting in Troy's own loin, he reached down and rubbed over the still growning bulge in Donnie's pants.

Donnie pulled his head back from the kiss to let a sigh of pleasure  escape from his glistening lips as Troy slipped his finger tips inside the waistband of the clothing separating Troy from his goal. His fingers touched the soft mushroom head of Donnie's now fully erect cock and he felt his mouth start to water for that feel of Donnie splitting his lips and feeling the soft tip of that cock dragging the back of his throat.

With his watering mouth, his hard rod in his hand and the thought of the many times he and Donnie had been together he started stroking from the base of his shaft to the ring of the head.

 The picture on Donnie's profile was from around the time of graduation, somewhere in the mid nineties. Troy wondered to himself if he really should have sent the friend request. Troy had reached out to him many years ago, while still married. He wanted to let Donnie know he still thought about him often without coming straight out and saying it, so the letter he wrote him was cryptic and basically let Donnie know that he himself had found happiness, which wasn't completely true, though Troy was content with his life.

But now, in this moment Troy found himself divorced and constantly thinking about the times they had shared and digging for the strength to give in to those temptations again.

TWENTY YEARS LATER

The messages, typically about their differences in politics, have been going slowly back and forth which is why Troy was surprised to see a picture in his inbox. There it was, that black Grand Am from so many years ago. And there he was. Donnie, standing in the open door of that Grand Am. Troy decided he would test the waters and let Donnie know he was making a trip north in a few weeks. 

Troy felt a little disappointed at the lack of excitement that came through the responses, but he let it slide. It had been many years since they even spoke last and for all Troy knew, Donnie was married to a woman and was no longer interested in the same things they shared so long ago.

As the days closed and the time of Troy;s trip drew closer a message from Donnie showed up in his inbox and Troy confirmed that he was still going home for a week or so. 

“Maybe he is still interested” Troy thought to himself.

Troy's drive was mostly uneventful and smooth and the late night reunion with his parents was way overdue. As he gathered his things, laid down in the guest room, he picked up his phone and sent a simple message. It read “I made it safe, I am back for a little while”, and he drifted off to sleep.

A couple mornings later Troy awoke to a message from Donnie. His heart about beat out of his chest with a feeling of anxiety over what he was about to read. He paused for a few seconds with some hopes, and some fears of the words he was about to read. As he opened the message and read the text, his anxiety grew to excitement.

The message contained an invitation, his address and said that his Steve “won't be home until about 5”. Troy responded with “Steve?” and asking if he should come before or after 5. He wasn't sure which way he actually hoped was the preferred meeting time. On one hand, before Steve could likely mean that he was thinking about a hook up, but on the other hand maybe him and Steve were into inclusion. Troy wasn't disappointed when Donnie said he was headed to the grocery store but before five o'clock would be good.

As he pulled into the driveway, Troy did not recognize the house from over twenty years ago. There had to have been additions put on or something. No wonder he couldn't figure out which one it was the many times he drove by on other trips. As he walked along the side of the house to the door, he looked out over the lake, taking in the smell of the water in the wind blowing over the dike. With a knock on the door and a short pause, there was motion inside the house and his old friend was walking through the door.

He looked the same, time had played a little havoc on him as it does everyone, but not much. Donnie was still thin, he still had that dark hair and he was still attractive. Troy felt a little self consciousness. Time wasn't so kind to him. He had gained weight, wore glasses and suddenly felt he mad a mistake by reaching out. Determined to not let Donnie see his insecurity, he decided this will be a catch up visit and lost hope to rekindle the sexual relationship they once shared.

The house was nice, well kept up and clean. There were a lot of windows looking out over the lake. I walked over and looked out again for a few minutes before I made my way to a low back chair across from where he sat down. There was a lot of small talk. They talked about everything from local neighborhood politics to old friends to each other's parents and siblings to jobs. Troy felt a little uncomfortable, but kept stopping himself from staring at Donnie. He looked for signs of interest in his face, watching the crotch of Donnie's sweats for motion or flames or something. But he saw nothing no matter how he tried to read into things. 

Out of the blue in the middle of some mundane conversation about something so truly unimportant Donnie blurted out “Can I see your dick? I have been thinking about that thick thing since you got here.”

Before the words finishind coming out of his mouth my pants had gotten extremely tight and my excitement was obvious. “Of course.” I said as I started to stand up and unbutton my pants.

Donnie pointed off to the other side of the room and suggested that we go to the bathroom in case someone came over. I happily followed his lead.  

They got to the bathroom and ITroy finished unfastening his blue jeans as Donnie closed the door. When he turned around Troy was standing there with his pants at his ankles and Troy's hard rod standing out from the bottom of his Jim Beam T Shirt, Donnie reached out and held GTroy's shaft. His hands were cold, but the touch sent shivers across Troy's body. 

“Here I am, half naked with the first man I had ever had sex with over twenty years prior. He has my hard cock in his hand” Troy thought to himself as Donnie was slowly stroking it.

“Just like I remember.” he said as he leaned in and kissed Troy.

Troy once again, fumbled over the waistband of Donnie's pants just like old times and reached in and got a hand full of Donnie's cock as Donnie dropped to his knees and took what he could fit of Troy into his mouth. Troy let his ecstasy escape through tight lips as he felt warm moist lips gliding over his skin.

Troy instinctively know what Donnie wanted next as he stopped taking Troy in and started to stand up. With the same instinct, Troy hit his knees in front of Donnie. His shaft seemed bigger than he remembered. “Time was good to him” Troy thought as he looked at the rock solid rod in his face. Tilting his head to the side, he licked down the side of Donnie's cock until his face was buried in black curly hair and he started back up to the tip.

At the tip, Troy took his tongue and circled the familiar ring around the soft mushroom. With his mouth already open Troy consumed the first few inches of shaft and wiggled his tongue stud across the vein before withdrawing and repeating. Cupping Donnie's balls as he continued to suckle on the hard muscle in his mouth. His other hand was slowly playing with his own muscle in sync with the motion of the cock sliding back and forth across his lips.

Feeling Donnie's shaft growing and stiffening in his mouth, Donnie stopped him, helped him to his feet and kissed him one more time before dropping to his knees and mimicing the motions Troy was just doing with his cock. 

Surprised at how fast it was happening, Troy felt a twinge down in his toes as his cock got super sensitive. He knew Donnie could feel the tension building in his mouth but he didn't stop. Donnie had no intention of letting up as Troy felt that first throb, the first shot of cum landing hard in Donnie's mouth. With each throb and each following release, Donnie's lips milked the last of Troy's juices.

With weak knees, Troy started to lower himself in front of Donnie when Donnie spit the mouth full of man juice out into his palm and began stroking his own cock using Troy's cum as lubricant. Leaning back and enjoying the show, Troy watched as Donnie's eyes closed and his breathing got faster and shallower until he let go and shot cum across the bathroom floor with the first long shot, the second not so long and the rest oozing out over his hand and mixing with Troy's cum.

When he had milked the last of his own cum, he reached around for some toilet paper to clean himself up and pulled his sweats over his throbbing and softening shaft. Taking the hint, I dressed myself as we headed out of the bathroom and towards the door I had came in through. Standing at the threshold, they looked at each other and hugged. 

With a commitment to maybe call later when Steve got home, Troy and Donnie parted ways again. As Troy walked back to his car, he knew that call wasn't coming. Even though he was really curious to know what Steve looked like and had hoped that they could possible get acquainted over Donnie's naked body, he knew it wouldn't happen.