Summertime Sweat

I grabbed my shorts and walked over to a shelf and pulled two towels down, tossing one to Louis.  “Sorry, no shower here” I said.   I wiped my crotch and ass off and put my shorts back on.   He wiped off, but still seemed to be in a daze.   I looked at the clock and it was almost ten PM.  “I guess we’re not going to get much done tonight.   My place is closer if you want to just head over there.   We can drink a few beers and you can crash there.  We’ll finish the bike up in the morning” I told Louis.

“OK, I don’t really feel like working on the bike right now either. You sure its ok to stay at your place? I can grab an Uber or bus back to my place” Louis said.

“Yeah, of course. You want to go now or do a bit of work?” I asked, hoping he was on the same wavelength as me.

“I don’t think I would be of much use right now. I’d just be staring at you the whole time” Louis replied with a grin.

I dropped my shorts back to the floor and walked past him to pick up my jeans. As I walked by I felt his hand touch my ass. The garage was like a sauna with the door closed and our sweating bodies hadn’t helped it cool down. We both put our clothes on, me in jeans and a tee and Louis in his khakis and shirt. Once my boots were laced I opened the door and wheeled the Yamaha out again. All suited up I closed the door and hopped on the bike with Louis taking the bitch spot again. I left my jacket open and took the long way home, enjoying the summer air as it cooled me off. I noticed that Louis’ grip on my waist was tighter than it had been the week before and he would occasionally reach down and grab my junk.

I pulled off the alley and parked under the back stairs like I always did and locked the bike to the post. “Welcome” I said as we walked in the door. I gave Louis the grand tour by standing in the center of the living room and pointing at the other rooms. “Kitchen… office… bathroom… bedroom” I said. “I need the bathroom first, Ryan” Louis said and almost sprinted over to it. He closed the door which made me laugh to myself, but I went into the bedroom and pulled my boots, socks, jeans and shirt off. I walked out of the bedroom about the time Louis came out of the bathroom.

“Whoa” he said, obviously surprised at me being almost naked.

“Sorry, this is how I usually dress when I’m at home. I can put my jeans back on if you want…” I replied.

“No, no, I just wasn’t expecting it. It’s your place, your rules” Louis said, smiling.
We sat on the couch and I flicked the TV on before I reached over and grabbed the pipe and loaded it with the weed I got earlier. We passed it back and forth taking hits until it was spent. Louis looked over at me and seemed to want to say something and then just pulled his shirt off. “Fuckin’ warm in here” he said and I wasn’t sure if he was complaining or explaining. He stood up and kicked off his sneakers and then his jeans and sat back down on the couch in just his CK trunks close to me. Sky’s comments kept haunting me in my mind and while I desperately wanted to jump his bones, I didn’t make any moves.

Well, for a few minutes anyway. Louis nuzzled in next to me and I wrapped my arm around him. We finished the show on TV and he turned his head and smiled at me. We locked eyes and his nose was right next to my sweaty pit. I saw him sniff quietly a few times and then I had to know. “You like that smell?” I asked. Louis turned bright red, realizing he was busted. “Nothing wrong with it, Louis. Just about every animal uses smell to find mates, humans are no different. Go ahead, sniff all you want” I said calmly.

Louis turned and then pushed my arm up. What he did next, surprised me. He attacked my pit with his nose and tongue. He was breathing deep and coating his beard and face with my sweat before he lapped at my whole armpit with his tongue. I heard him moaning quietly and a smile grew across my face as I realized he was enjoying it as much as I was. He spent almost ten minutes like this until his tongue had washed most of my scent off. My rock hard cock was sticking up past the top band on my jockstrap, leaking precum down through the hair and into the cloth.

I reached over and grabbed his arm and was about to shove my face in his armpit when he stopped me. “No! I put antiperspirant on this morning” he yelled out. I appreciated the warning - I’ve gotten my tongue coated in that damn stuff too many times to count and it sucks every time. I knew of a few other spots I could savor his scent, but I didn’t want to move too fast. “You do like the smell of a sweaty pit then” I said.

“Yeah, if I’m going to be alone for a day I don’t shower or use pit stick so I can smell my ripe pits, but I didn’t know anyone else did shit like that” Louis said.

“I love a man’s natural scent and when it gets really ripe it’s even better. I never use deodorant - the most I’ll do is grab a shower if I have to be scent free. If no one is going to be around, I’ll just let it build for days” I replied.

“Mmmm, I want to smell that” Louis said while looking back at me with a smile.

We spent the next hour drinking beer, smoking a little more weed and making out. I hit my limit and smiled back at him “Time for me to get some sleep. You want the couch or sleep in the bed with me?” I asked.

“What do you think?” Louis said with a smile. I got up and went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I walked into the bedroom and Louis was already laying in my bed, right in the center. I raised my eyebrows at him as I pulled off my jockstrap and tossed it on top of my jeans and shirt. I walked to the far side of the bed and climbed in, pushing Louis a little to the other side to get enough room. “Do you always sleep in the nude or just when someone’s here?” Louis asked before he pulled his trunks off and tossed them over by my jeans.

“Always. I like to be naked as much as I can” I replied. He nuzzled in and put his head on my chest, throwing his arm across my chest and was asleep in a minute or two. I wasn’t too far behind.

I woke the next morning to the feeling of Louis nursing on my left nipple. He would suck a little and then play with the barbell piercing with his tongue a little and back to sucking on it. My cock was hard and when Louis realized I was awake he looked up and grinned before giving his attention to my nipple again. His hand came up and started to stroke my dick and it felt good. I like to compare how guys stroke cocks. Everyone seems to have a slightly different technique and Louis did too. His grip was three fingers on top with his thumb and pinky on the bottom. The pressure was gentle and the speed was a little slower than I usually use.

His forefinger kept rubbing just up to the lip of my cock head before he stroked back down. It was sending shivers down my spine each time. He pulled his lips off my nipple and rubbed his face down my body until his outstretched tongue was lapping at the cock piercing. This time of morning, the piercing didn’t rotate easily in my cock so he could squeeze his tongue through the balls on the end of the horseshoe. His tongue played with the piercing for a few minutes and then he opened his mouth and took in my cock. I felt the piercing tap a few molars and he tried to take me deeper, but his gag reflex was strong and quick.

I chuckled as he tried again. Most inexperienced cocksuckers won’t even attempt to suck a cock with a large piercing in it, but Louis seemed determined to try. After a half dozen attempts I told him to try licking down the sides of the shaft. This worked much better and when he moved around to lick on the bottom of my cock I reached down and unscrewed one ball of the piercing. He stopped and watched as I rubbed his spit on the steel ring and then spun it around and off, putting the ball back on and placing the piercing on the bedstand.

He resumed licking and then crawled over and between my legs. He looked up and licked from my balls up the shaft. He swallowed the tip and started to bob on my cock with short strokes. He didn’t seem to get any more than two inches into his mouth but the attention to my cock head was driving me wild. He pulled off and looked up at me and said “Sorry, I’m not very good at this. Not anything like you did to me yesterday.” I laughed and said “It just takes practice and I’ve had a lot of it.”

We spent the next forty five minutes with him sucking and me giving him suggestions. He almost made it all the way down but he kept gagging with the last inch and a half to go. He did damn well for what I figured was is first time sucking a guy’s cock. When he leaned up, gasping for air I climbed off the bed and stood next to it. “Come here” I said invitingly. He crawled off the bed and kneeled in front of me looking like an eager pup. I looked down at him and my mind filled with things I wanted to do with him like this. I didn’t want to scare him though, so instead of a little Dom/sub play I calmly said “open your mouth.” I rubbed the tip of my cock over his lips and then pushed it into his open orifice.

My hands gently wrapped around his head and I began the gentlest face fuck of my life. It took several strokes but Louis started to flick his tongue around my cock as I thrust in and out. I went a little deeper and felt my cock start to bump into his throat. He seemed to be ok with this so I tried a little deeper. I felt a little resistance and slowed down even more. “Breathe deep and relax” I said in a soothing tone. On his third inhale, I pushed in slow and steady and finally had my balls on his chin. I held it there for only a few seconds and pulled back out. He gasped for air as soon as he could and then looked up at me. “Aaahh, yeah. That’s how a good cocksucker does it” I said.

Before I could do or say anything else, he swallowed my cock and started to suck like crazy. He could get three quarters of my cock in with no problem so that’s how far he would go. Fast then slow and back to fast. He paused and then took a big gulp of air and slowly pushed down all the way. I counted to seven and he pulled off quickly, gasping for air with spit dripping off his beard and my cock. He went back to bobbing for a few minutes and then deepthroated me again. He made it to a nine count before his throat spasmed around my cock and then he pulled off a half second later. He looked up at me looking for my approval. I had a huge shit-eating grin on my face. I loved how he looked with all that spit coating and dripping off his beard.

He looked down and inhaled my cock, sucking with a lot more vigor than before. It seemed frantic and I knew he was trying to get me off. It was working too because I could feel my balls begin to churn and my cock got even thicker. I grabbed his head and slowed him down and right as the cum started to rise, I stopped thrusting and held his head still. The helmet of my cock was just inside his lips and the spurts showered his mouth with my cum load. I could feel him try to swallow but after four shots, he pulled off. The next spurt hit his cheek and the one after that hit his mustache and nose before they dripped down into his beard and mouth. He waited like that for a few moments and then looked up at me to see if I was satisfied. He looked so hot like that, on his knees with cum on his face. I wished I had my phone to take a picture of it.

Louis stuck his tongue out and licked the cum off from around his mouth and I leaned down to lick the rest off his beard and cheek.  I pulled him to the bed and we laid there, kissing and swapping my cum back and forth.