The Century

Leading Kyle down the hall, turning into the master bedroom they entered the bathroom. The commode was in an alcove corner, an oversize spa tub in front of a large picture window with a view of the mountains, on the opposite wall a double sink granite vanity with large mirrored cabinets above. At the end of the room Kyle stepped through an archway and caught his breath looking at what was not a shower stall but a shower room encased floor to ceiling in travertine ceiling tile. 

A large tile dressing bench was at the entrance with plush oversize bath towels neatly hung above. At the end of the shower was a wall of plumbing and fixtures that at first glance looked like the wall of a mad scientist laboratory. Tiled alcoves along the wall held bottles of shampoos, body washes and an array of toiletries. Jason stepped to the wall and started pushing green buttons. Instantly there was a gentle rain falling from the chrome panel in the ceiling and arcs of water spouting from shower heads on both side walls. Waving Kyle forward he said “Come on in, the water’s fine.” 

Stepping into the splay of water Kyle was instantly wet and consumed with the warmth of water hitting him from all sides. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up” Jason said. Reaching for the shampoo, he squeezed a glob onto Kyle’s head and began to massage and rub. At Jason’s direction, Kyle leaned into the spray for a rinse and a second round of shampoo and scalp massage. Reaching for a loofa sponge and body wash pulling Kyle out of the spray, Jason loaded the loofa with a generous squeeze from the bottle and gently washed Kyle starting with his face and neck moving to his shoulders, down his arms, up again under his arm pits and to his chest. Turning Kyle around he scrubbed his back and down his legs. Stepping in close behind, he reached around squeezing a handful of sudsy foam from the sponge, sticking a soapy finger in his navel and twisting checking to see how ticklish he was. 

Moving his hand down to Kyle’s dick pulling the foreskin back he wrapped his hand around the head, down the length and under his nut sack rubbing his taint causing Kyle’s dick to twitch and start to rise. Loofa in hand, Jason rubbed Kyle’s taint from behind pulling the loofa upwards spreading his butt cheeks apart rubbing up and down several times making sure to pass over his puckered hole and clean his ass crack. Squeezing and rinsing the sponge, handing it to Kyle, Jason said, “Okay I think we’re done here, it’s my turn” handing the sponge to Kyle and standing arms outstretched like a scarecrow. 

Kyle followed the same routine only spending a few moments playing with the pierced ring in Jason’s nipple and a bit more time rubbing his finger under the serpentine cock ring at the root of Jason’s dick, rubbing and wrapping his hand around the stiffening member. “You seem to be intrigued with my junk jewelry cock ring, huh? If you are curious, I have a few more in the night stand by my bed. Different sizes, styles, so check it out and help yourself if you want.” Kyle then noticed something in the array of plumbing on the wall. “What is that?” Kyle asked looking at a ten inch piece of chrome attached to a rope of flex hose on the shower wall. Reaching for the fixture in question Jason explained, “This, according to the advertising, is the ‘Wonder Wand for the discerning male’ which is nothing more than a marketing name for a douche tool for guys. I tried a few different “appliances” but this has been the best so far with the added bonus of a pulsing water spray.” 

Holding the wand, Jason hit the green button and the end of the wand sprayed an umbrella of water from the sides at the top. Flipping a lever at the base, the water jets pulsed in rapid succession. “I like it for several reasons,” he went on, “I just like the feeling of being clean so it’s become a part of my shower routine. I tried a few things before that were nothing more than enema nozzles which I didn’t care for. This little gem has the deep ridges on sides that let the rinse water flow out. It’s pre-set to water temp and pressure and the pulsing thing is a nice perk when I am in the shower and horny. 

It hits my “P” spot just right and feels really REALLY good if I need to spank off a load. Then there’s that whole Boy Scout thing of always being prepared cuz you never if and when you might get lucky.” Laughing, Jason put the wand back in the wall bracket with the water still running. “Here, let me give you this,” setting out a new razor and gel, “in case you feel the need to shave anything….  Like any of your man parts or dangly bits. I’m going to leave it with you. I’ll be in the kitchen to pick up where we left off before we got distracted.” Pulling Kyle close, giving a deep kiss with a flick of the tongue, he grabbed a towel on his way out and was gone. 

Kyle remained in the shower contemplating the wand, the razor, the offer of trying a cock ring. “Why the hell not!” he thought as he took a bar of soap working up a lather on his ass hole. Taking the wand off the wall he gently inserted the spraying nozzle up his ass. Flipping to the pulse function his dick instantly went erect feeling the rapid fire of the water teasing his prostate with the warmth bathing his insides feeling the water rushing out of his hole down his legs. Squatting over the drain Kyle turned the pulse feature off fearing an unexpected, and unwanted, orgasm. 

Satisfied that he was sufficiently clean, he hit the red button shutting off the wand and hung it on the wall and reached for the shaving gel and razor. After a careful few minutes he was pleased with the new smoothness on his dick and balls. Turning all of the water off Kyle wrapped himself in a bath towel heading straight for the night stand. There in the drawer lay a selection of toys: two strings of ben wah balls, one set small and the other  considerably larger, a vibrating prostate massage finger, a truly life-like ten inch dildo as thick around as his own dick, and what was obviously a brand new bottle of lube. “Yea, the boy scout, always being prepared”, Kyle thought to himself. Momentarily distracted, he remembered he was there for a cock ring. 

Looking over the five or six in the drawer, the inch wide steel ring caught his eye. Pulling his balls through the ring, then working his dick through, he pulled it down snug adjusting it around the base of his cock. “Okay” he thought, “showered, shaved, douched, cock ring on, clothes…… oh shit” remembering he had stripped off and left his clothes in a pile in the kitchen. Nothing to do now but wrap up in the towel and go check on Jason in the kitchen. Rounding the corner to the kitchen Kyle stopped short and just stood there and watched. There was Jason, stark buck naked tossing a salad, setting out plates and checking on something on the stove. Spotting him out of the corner of his eye, Jason smiled and said, “Hey there, feeling better and what’s with the towel? No need for modesty here, buddy. 

Remember we’re on the top floor. The only way anyone will see us is if they do a fly over with a camera drone so loose the towel already and come fix your plate. The skewers are about done so let’s eat.” Letting the towel fall to the floor, Kyle took a plate, dished up a salad, some wild rice pilaf from the pot on the stove and followed Jason outside to a small patio table by the grill. Conversation over the meal turned to sharing more of their intimate histories. Kyle filled in the blanks regarding his time at university with Ross and Jason sharing some of his most personal past. Kyle sat and listened, totally focused on Jason. “So I think I need you to understand that I am a seriously shy introvert and not vastly experienced when it comes to being with guys. 

Here I am at thirty four and I have slept with a grand total of two guys. There have been a few, very few, blowjobs and jack-off buddies along the way but my first time taking a dick was a college freshman. I can’t even remember his name, but no matter. We were invited to a house party at a gay fraternity. We both got a bit sauced ending up in some guy’s room naked, fumbling around, going at each other. He talked me into letting him fuck me so there we were, me on my knees and elbows, him behind me going at it. He was a bit of a dumb jock and thought himself to be some kind of super stud when actually he was a pathetic fuck. He couldn’t keep any sense of rhythm and had a really short fuse. 

He finally got his dick in my butt and three minutes later he had popped his wad and was falling asleep. It was more like he was jacking off and my ass happened to be there to catch it when he blew his load, which, by the way, wasn’t much. The only other guy was considerably different. Shortly after Rubicon went public with the IPO, I got an email from Trevor. He was a year behind me at MIT. I remembered who he was simply because he stuck out as this super tall six foot six dude with the brightest yellow blond hair and a size sixteen sneaker. 

We hung out in the same off campus circles so the gay or not gay question was answered, but we never did connect when we were at MIT. So out of the blue I get this email from Trevor. He was quickly climbing the ladder at some big corporate jungle in Houston knocking down some major bucks. We emailed back and forth for a few months which turned into phone calls and then the big “ta-da” invite came. 

Trevor had a connection with someone in his corporate offices who had a private beach bungalow house on the remote side of Kauai, far away from the usual tourist chaos. He invited me to take some vacation time and join him for a week in Hawaii. That would put me nine days away from Rubicon, one day each flying to and back, and seven days on a private beach on Kauai. Hell yes I’m going. Trev flew to the coast to meet up. On the flight to Oahu we did the post-MIT catch up stuff and discovered Trev was a movie trivia fanatic. From Oahu we took the puddle jumper connector to Kauai. The “remote side of Kauai” turned out to be an understatement. When we rented the car, they asked for our destination. 

Trevor told them where we were going and the only vehicle we could have had to be a four wheel drive. The rental agent told us to be sure to pack in enough food because the only grocery stores would be twenty miles or more away. Heeding that bit of advice we did stop to load up with a substantial food supply. Following the map, as soon as we turned off the highway we were on a one lane dirt road driving through sugar cane fields. After fifteen miles of bouncing and rocking we drove out of the cane fields onto a lava bluff about 30 feet above the whitest sand beach I had ever seen and there sat this postcard picture perfect bungalow. 

Well that was all we needed. In a flash we had unpacked the Jeep, stowed the food, and were unpacking the suit cases. Trev was frustrated because he couldn’t find his swim trunks then we stopped, looked at each and just cracked up. Then Trevor did it. Swiped the classic movie line… “Swim trunks! Swim trunks? We don’t need no stinkin’ swim trunks.” We stripped off bare-ass naked and just looked at each other. He looked me over head to toe with a silly mischievous grin on his face, and me taking it all in. There he stood, tall, slender, nice body with great pecs on a hairless chest and a neatly manicured pube bush and a cock ring at the root of his cut dick, and oh what a dick!!! 

Two large low hanger balls and a flared head on a dick that would prove to be ten erect inches of pure heaven. Without saying a word we ran out the door, down the boardwalk ramp onto the beach and that was that. For seven days we never put on another stitch of clothes. And the sex! Oh my god the sex!  

Trevor was a fucking machine. I mean he was a machine built for fucking. After that first day we realized time meant nothing. There was no clock or schedule to follow. It just didn’t matter if it was morning, afternoon, middle of the night, if we wanted to swim or walk naked down the beach in the moonlight, we did. If we got hungry we ate, tired we slept. If one of us got horny and popped a boner we came up with a way to handle it, suck it, jack it, ride it, bend over and take it in the ass, it didn’t matter. Tervor blew great tasting jizz because he was mostly vegetarian eating no red meats at all, very seldom white meat, seafood and fish were okay, but a lot of fruit and veggies. 

That’s when I cut way back on my red meat and made some diet changes. Oh, and one point of note. Sand on the ass getting laid on the beach is not a good plan unless you like fucking with 80 grit sandpaper. We had seven days of bare-ass orgasmic bliss. It was Trevor that got me onto cock rings and trimming things. He had read an article in one of the men’s journals that referred to it as ‘man-scaping’, keeping your man parts shaved or manicured. That’s when I started shaving my nuts and dick cuz the cock rings would catch in the pube hairs and pinch. If I have any bedroom skills at all, it’s because of that week on the island with Trevor. 

A few weeks after I got home the snake ring came in the mail, a gift from Trevor. So there you have it, the complete sexual history of Jason Bergman, the shy introvert who doesn’t go bar hopping and refuses to do any online posting prowling for dick. That’s just too much of risk I’m not willing to take.” Dinner over, it was time to clear the table and clean up the kitchen. With the left-overs put away and the last plate in the dishwasher Jason stood and took Kyle by the waist. “So if you’re up for some dessert, I’m thinking maybe berries and cream, and I don’t mean Dari-gold and strawberries” he said with a wink and a peck on the cheek reaching for Kyle’s freshly shaved cock wiggling the cock ring. “I’m thinking more along the lines of one of us putting their own cream on some man-berries, whadya think?” 

Kyle kissed him hard on the lips and said, “Berries and cream in your bed sounds perfect.” “One last thing,” Jason said, “Max (ding), turn the music off and let’s go to night lights. Thank you, Max”. (ding ding). The room was suddenly silent as the lights dimmed to nothing replaced by a soft glow from under the counters, washing the floor in a soft pale blue aura. Keeping his grip on Kyle’s nut sack they went down the hall into the bedroom. Jason put his hands on his shoulders and sat Kyle down on the foot end of the bed. Kneeling in front, he gripped Kyle’s rapidly stiffening dick at the base, tugging the cock ring forward bringing the tip of Kyle’s dick to his lips. 

Looking up into his eyes, Jason said, “let’s go for that dessert now, shall we?” as he kissed the bottom ridge of Kyle’s dick and began licking slowly down the length of the now totally erect shaft. Leaving a wet trail, Jason licked his way back to the head. Pulling Kyle’s member fully forward, pursing his lips around the head he went down taking nearly the entire length into his throat. With a hiss and moan of approval, Kyle fell back on the bed, arms to his side totally surrendered to enjoying the feeling of Jason worshipping his manhood. Taking the dick out of his mouth, Jason kissed and nibbled at the scrotum making Kyle’s nuts move and roll in the confines of the nut sack. 

Taking both balls in his mouth, Jason drew them in stretching them out away from Kyle’s groin. Quickly releasing them with an audible “pop”, Jason moved his tongue to bath Kyle’s taint with kisses working his way to his hole. Feeling the pucker with his tongue, Jason pressed his mouth firmly over it and sucked. Kyle let out a small gasp as he felt the mouth pulling at his fuck hole. Releasing the sphincter, Jason jammed his tongue into Kyle’s leaving a wet glob of spit in the center. 

Jason brought his finger to the hole massaging around the ring steadily pressing harder and harder getting Kyle to relax enough to push past the ring and into the warm dampness of his fuck chute. Twisting his hand and finger, he found the prostate bump passing his finger over it, left, right, in, out, back and forth causing Kyle to wriggle his hips in reflex to the excitement of what Jason was doing to him. Kyle raised himself up on the bed reaching for Jason, taking his face in his hands pulling him up to him kissing him hard and full. Falling back on the bed, bringing Jason with him, they lay prone, Jason’s body full length on top of Kyle toe to toe, cock to cock, chest to chest, mouth to mouth lips kissing, tongues prodding. 

Flipping Jason over onto his back, Kyle deftly moved to a sixty-nine position dangling his cock above Jason’s face while lifting the dick in front of him, opening his mouth taking Jason’s full seven inches to the back of his throat. Jason in turn grabbed hold of Kyle’s dangling member and brought it to his mouth barely grazing his teeth over the swollen pink head causing Kyle to jerk and let out a ‘yelp’ of surprise. Taking Kyle deeper into his mouth, Jason again set his middle finger at Kyle’s budding hole continuing the massage and gentle penetration. Releasing Jason’s dick from his mouth, with a commanding voice , Kyle said, “I want to ride you.

 I want to feel you inside me. I want your dick in my ass!” Without letting Kyle out of his mouth, Jason reached for the night stand. Able to open the drawer and retrieve the bottle of lube, he one handedly popped the cap open and squeezed a dab of lube on his finger as is poked in and out of Kyle’s hole. Another dab of lube and Jason entered Kyle with a second finger. Feeling the tight constriction, Jason moved his fingers rapidly side by side in a butterfly flick motion putting a pulsating pressure on Kyle’s prostate making him jump with a grunt of surprise. 

With another dab of lube, Jason stretched Kyle open further with a third finger. “This is gonna be one tight fuck” Jason thought as Kyle’s sphincter clamped even harder around the three fingers now invading him. Taking his mouth from Jason, Kyle raised up to a squat position putting his butt directly over Jason’s seven inches of steel hard cock standing upright from his groin. Reaching under, pulling the foreskin back, Kyle held Jason’s dick steady rubbing it into his ass crack until perfectly aligned to his hole. 

Lowering himself, he felt the head of Jason’s dick begin to stretch him open. With a slight bump he felt Jason slip through the initial tightness. Feeling no discomfort, he continued dropping himself onto Jason. Inch by filling inch Kyle descended until feeling the tickle of Jason’s bush on the top crest of ass. Now fully impaled, Kyle began to rock forward feeling Jason slowly come out. Rocking back, prodding himself backwards onto Jason, he could feel he was turning red and breaking into a light sweat with heat, his fuck hole stretching, his own dick now leaking small drops of pre-cum, responding each time he felt the head of Jason’s dick pass his prostate. 

Changing his tack, Kyle raised himself up and stopped still. Jason picked up on cue and slowly pistoned his dick upwards into Kyle. With his upward strokes slowly gaining speed, Kyle let out a low moan. Grabbing himself, jerking his dick in sync with Jason’s thrusts, with a breathy rasp, he encouraged Jason… “oh yea dude. Right there! Oh holy Christ yes… right there! Right right there! Oh my god, I’m gonna blow! Give it to me now Jason, please, please, give it to me now.” Feeling his orgasm rapidly approaching, Kyle slammed his full weight down on Jason, pinning him to the mattress. 

Taking control, Kyle bounced himself on Jason driving him as deep as possible on each drop continuing to stroke himself. With a hoarse rasp, Kyle let out a final groan as his cock gave a spastic jump and he felt the cum load rising. A large glob of jizz floded from his dick, streaming down across his jerking fingers, dripping onto Jason’s loose hanging balls below. Another spasm and more cum flowed and a third equally large squirt. Fully spent, Kyle raised himself letting Jason slip from his ass hole. 

Turning, he quickly knelt between Jason’s knees to lick his own cum from the balls. Seeing the cum still on his hand, Jason grabbed Kyle’s wrist bring the sticky fingers to his mouth. With tongue outstretched, he quickly licked at the fingers tasting the sweet saltiness of Kyle’s jizz. Pulling the hand to his mouth, Jason sucked each finger, licking them clean. With Jason’s balls clean, Kyle pulled Jason’s stiff cock to his mouth, swallowing it, licking it, tasting his ass juices on the still erect cock. “There’s dessert,” Kyle said. “My cream on your berries, how yummy is that?” “Yea, pretty good for you,” Jason replied, “but we’re not nearly done.” Grabbing his stiff seven inches and waving it at Kyle, he said “We’re not finished until this goes down and stays down. 

That’s when you will know we’re finished, so up here and on your back, buster,” patting the bed at the pillows. “I’m about to take you take you back to nirvana.” Obeying, Kyle crawled up on the bed laying himself in front of Jason, extending his legs at each side. Leaning over, Jason squeezed Kyle’s deflating dick, licking the head, sucking it into his mouth, milking it for any possible drop of remaining cum. Satisfied that Kyle was totally and completely drained, he reached under Kyle’s knees. 

Raising them to rest on his shoulders, Jason moved into position to put his dick back into Kyle’s fuck hole. Jason leaned forward holding the tip of his dick to Kyle’s ass. Finding his target, Jason leaned in and pressed forward. Kyle gave his sphincter a push outward engulfing the head of Jason’s dick. Still slick with lube and ass juices, Jason took command falling into an easy rhythm long stroking his returned invasion on Kyle’s ass. Taking his time, he slowly, ever so slowly, began to ramp up the speed of stroking his cock into the damp warmth and exhilaration of being in Kyle’s ass. 

The renewed stimulation returned Kyle’s dick to half mast and a fresh drop of pre-cum mixed with the spooge of his orgasm appeared at the tip. Without missing a stroke, Jason doubled up pushing Kyle’s legs up. Bending low, Jason captured the head of Kyle’s dick in his mouth, tongue swiping and tasting the spoogie pre-cum oozing from Kyle. “Holy crap, fella. How can you do that?” Kyle exclaimed. “Gymnast” was the one word reply. 

Feeling a heaviness in his nuts, Jason new that his climax was on the move and coming on fast. With a renewed vigor, he grabbed Kyle’s ankles. Raising them high and apart like a wish bone, he looked at Kyle with a devilish glint. “Are you ready bud? It’s time to fasten your seat belt.” Leaning full forward, he pushed Kyle’s legs over his head, raising his ass high. Stretching out on his tip toes, Jason launched a full on attack on Kyle’s ass. 

Putting his body in plank posture, Jason sped up, pile driving himself into Kyle. Breaking into a sweat, perspiration dripping onto Kyle’s abs, he continued his pounding on Jason’s hole feeling the overwhelming fullness of his orgasm taking over. Sensing the change, Kyle tried pushing his ass up to match Jason’s stroke pinching his as tighter with each inward push from Jason. “Oh, fuuuuck yes…” Jason hissed. “Holy fuck yesssssss. You are one amazing tight ass fuck. Keep doing that, just like that”. 

Kyle felt Jason’s dick go harder than he thought possible, thinking he felt the head grow bigger. With more sweat falling from his face onto Kyle, Jason was letting out a low growl with each pass into Kyle. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna go. Oh shit oh shit oh shit… I’m gonna blow, dude. Here…. It….. is….” With one final thrust Jason pushed in deep feeling his balls and cock ring being jammed into his groin as his dick exploded, releasing the torment of his orgasm. Going dizzy for a split second, Jason lost count of how many blasts of cum he was seeding deep into Kyle’s gut. 

Finally spent, but still steel hard, Jason released his death grip on Kyle’s ankles. With legs bent and knees pulled to his chest, Kyle lay perfectly still hoping Jason would remain with his dick up his ass. As if reading his mind, making sure he was still firmly planted in Kyle, he leaned forward to lick at the few drops of fresh pre-cum on the hair at Kyle’s navel. Still embedded, Jason took Kyle’s head in his hands and kissed him. Kissed him long and full nibbling at his bottom lip, then kissing his chin, and his neck, and his ear. Gently stroking his head, whispering softly, “That was…. You are….. one awesome piece of ass Mr. Hamlin. On the base scale of 1 to 10, this would put you at a solid 12.” 

His erection at last gone, Jason’s dick slipped from Kyle’s well fucked and tender ass as he rolled onto his back. With a soft moan feeling his now vacant hole, Kyle rolled to his side putting his arm across Jason’s chest drawing a lazy figure-eights around his nipples and through the patch of black chest hair matted with perspiration. Turning his head to Kyle, Jason asked, “So you got plans? Can you stay or was this one of those ‘cum and go’ dates?” “Nope, no plans here”, Kyle answered. “I can stay unless you’re kicking me out.” With a smile and a chuckle, “The only way I would kick you out of bed would be to do this again on the floor” Jason said leaning over for a deep wet kiss. “Sleep now, and we’ll see about tomorrow when tomorrow gets here, right?” 

Nodding off, Jason was soon breathing long and slow. Kyle turned on his side, looked at the clock glowing gold numbers… 11:30. An exhausted smile of deep contentment came to his face as his mind slowly drifted off into nothingness as sleep overtook him.