And Then I Met Him

The Dinner That Wasn't

I took a sip of wine and looked at the man sitting across from me at the table. My eyes briefly glanced around the restaurant, wondering who was watching us, but once again, no one seemed to mind. I was having a flashback, thinking about having another dinner in another restaurant with another man and the way I was feeling then. And it was all coming back again.

The solid handsome man in front of me was a blonder version of Joe I decided. Same big, muscled build, same kind, gentle smile. Where Joe’s eyes were brown, this man’s eyes were blue and practically twinkling in the lights as he peered at me, probably wondering what I was thinking. I looked down at his hands on the table, noticing how large they seemed compared to mine. When I looked back up at him, his chiseled face lit up in a smile, and he looked suddenly like a movie star. Yet another unbelievably good-looking hunk of a man I found.

“You okay?” Brian asked me, that soft deep voice melting me like snowman sitting next to a hot fire.

I breathed in, taking another sip of wine as he played with the stem of his wine glass. I nodded and smiled up at him, feeling like I was in a spotlight again and everyone in the restaurant knew I was on a date with a man.

His knee bumped into mine under the table as he sat up and he automatically apologized and giggled, making me giggle a bit too. He had enormous, muscled legs, and it was hard not to keep bumping into them. The table was not overly large, and his big hulking figure took up a lot of space, compared to my trim and ripped 5’9” frame.

“I’m good.” I said, meeting his gaze. When our eyes locked, I let out a long breath and relaxed a bit. “I’m really good.”

He squinted a look at me, a half grin on his face as he studied me. “I thought this would be a good idea. You know, so it wasn’t all about coming over and getting naked.” He leaned forward, lowering his voice as he said the last word. I let out a laugh, feeling myself blushing, knowing that he was right. I wanted this to be so much more than just sex too. “I wanted to be able to have a conversation without ripping your clothes off.”

I gave a little laugh and blushed. “I think this is a very good idea too. And I’m finding it hard to concentrate with you sitting there. Looking so hot.” My eyes held his stare and he smiled, turning slightly red. His blonde features didn’t hide the blushing well, and he shifted back in his chair. I could see his nipples hard under the thin material of his dress shirt. He had two buttons undone, as his neck was so thick that it seemed to fit him like a second skin. I could see his rounded pecs clearly under the shirt, curving over to disappear behind the material. The arms of his shirt strained over his big biceps making him look like a fitness model.

“So…Brian…” He raised an eyebrow, still not used to calling me by my name as he shared the same one. “What are you thinking right now?”

I leaned back in my chair, letting my own fingers move up and down the stem of my wine glass as I let out a small laugh. “To be honest, I was just thinking you look like a model.”

Brian let out a loud guffaw and lowered his chin. “Hardly. You’re the model type. Mr. Boy Next Door.” He took a swig of his wine and I saw his thick tongue lick his bottom lip. “You are so fucking cute. It’s those eyes.”

I rolled my eyes back and cleared my throat. “I hear that a lot.”

“And that body of yours…especially that hot ass….” He grinned at me, not keeping his voice down now.

“I thought this was supposed to be a non-sexual date?”

Brian held up his glass. “It is. And I’m complimenting you on your physique.” I clinked my glass with his and took a drink and watched him watching me. He put his glass down and leaned over the table to me, hands flat out on the table, his fingers inches away from mine. I looked down at his hands again, so large, smooth, thick manly veins running along the top, his fingers long and thick, the nails cut short. I wanted to extend my hand just a bit, to feel the warmth of his touch. “Plus I wanted to see how long I could go before I wanted to be inside you.”

I raised my eyes up to his. “And?”

“That was about a half hour ago, when you came around the corner.”

I gave a small exhale of air as I stifled my laugh, only to see his face beaming.

“I’m either really horny, or I think I might be in love.” He grinned at me teasingly.

But there it was. The “L” word. And he said it first. Mind you I could see he meant it as a joke, but his eyes seemed to be testing me. But truth be told, I was thinking the same thing.

As if he read my thoughts, he changed the subject. “Can I ask how things are going with you and Allie?”

I looked down, not really wanting to talk about this subject. I had known Allie for a number of years from high school. We had reconnected when my old friends dragged me out of my depression after Joe’s death and made me start to go out. Allie had been there, obviously interested in me now that I had grown and filled out. She started to pursue me so to speak. And said she’d be there when I got back from Europe. And she was. Just what I needed. Someone to focus on to take my mind off Joe.

“Good I guess.” I said awkwardly as I realized that I was on a secret date with him while she thought I was out with a work client. I let my eyes fall to his hands again, that were now folded in front of him on the table. I studied the curve of his fingers, the length of them and the way his nails looked. I followed the vein in the middle of his one hand and how it ran down to this thick wrist and then disappeared under the cuff of his shirt. When my eyes looked up, Brian’s piercing blue ones were on me.

“We don’t have to talk about it.” He said quietly, giving me a little smile. “Just curious as to where you’re at with her.”

I frowned up at him, curious as to what he meant. The server brought over our salads and set them down carefully in front of us. Brian never took his eyes off me.

I waited for the server to leave, watching him swish away. Downtown certainly showcased a different world to me as compared to the distant suburbs where I lived.

“I’m honestly not sure where I’m at.” I said out loud. I could see Brian’s smile soften and his eyes squinted.

“I can tell.” He said genuinely.

I picked up my fork and started to mix up my salad nonchalantly. “I wasn’t expecting to…I don’t know…meet another guy.”

“Another?”

I felt my insides tighten, and my brain was yelling at me to stop. But Brian’s gentle voice and the tenderness in his eyes gave me encouragement. “Yes. Another.” I stopped fiddling with my salad and took a drink of liquid courage and set my fork down. “I was in a relationship with a man a couple years ago. We were together for almost four years.”

“I see.” Brian said, nodding as if he knew.

I shook my head though and met his gaze. “I had a hard time getting over him.”

Brian looked at me carefully and I guessed he sensed that there was more to this story. And like a true gentleman, he waited.

I could feel my heart pounding as I pictured Joe in the hospital bed. I looked back down at Brian’s hand on the table and remembered the feeling of holding Joe’s. I remembered the squeeze, and then felt him slip away.

“He was killed in an accident.” I said for the first time in a long time to someone. Blood was pounding in my ears and my eyes were watering as I sat frozen, holding my wine glass.

I broke out of it when I felt Brian’s large hand covering mine on the table. “I’m so sorry Brian.”

I didn’t move, just let my eyes drift down to see that smooth massive hand of Brian’s on top of mine, squeezing it warmly. I bit my lip, pushing back my emotions yet again. I could feel Brian’s stare on me, and when I looked up, I got lost in his eyes.

“I figured there was something there…look, let’s talk about something else…” He started to say but I found myself turning my hand over under his and squeezing back.

“I haven’t talked about it really since….” I found myself staring at him, his eyes pulling me in. “And I certainly didn’t think I’d ever meet anyone who….”

Brian pursed his lips together and squeezed my hand back and held it on the table. I didn’t even care at this moment that we were holding hands. We’d been seeing each other for two months now, on the side. I saw him whenever I could, during the week, on the weekends. We’d talk on the phone almost daily. And now I was holding his hand in public and talking about the first man I truly loved.

“I’m feeling the same way.” Brian said softly. “I’ve been afraid to say anything because of your fiancé. But I have to say it little B….” He stopped, looking at me with that sexy grin of his. “I’m falling for you big time.”

I closed my eyes as the sound of his words flooded over me. “I am too.” I said as my watery eyes filled up, and a tear rolled down my face. He let go of my hand and reached over the table, his long arm easily reaching my cheek and used his thick thumb to wipe it away, holding my head momentarily before pulling away. I moved my hand off the table and put it on my lap, avoiding his eyes now, and quickly wiped my face. “I don’t know what to do.”

Brian leaned back and refolded his napkin on his lap. “I think right now, we should just eat our salads.” I gave a little laugh and met his eyes as he looked at me humorously. “Or I won’t be able to sit here seeing you like this and I’m just going to want to leave and just hold you in my arms.”

I let out a half laugh, half cry at his words and just looked at him as he put a mouthful of food between his lips. He smiled at me as he chewed and I watched his jaw working, then his Adam’s apple bounce as he swallowed. Everything around us faded into the background as I looked at him.

“I’m falling in love with you.” I said quietly. “And that scares me.”

Brian stopped chewing and set his fork down slowly. I saw him inhale, and then he finished chewing and swallowed and wiped his mouth. “I know.” He said simply and grinned at me. “It scares me too because I feel the same.”

My eyes dropped again to my food, and I could feel his leg near mine. I pushed mine into him, and this time we didn’t giggle and apologize. And we didn’t move them.

“Suddenly I’m not hungry for food.” He said quietly. That soft deep voice reaching over the table and into my ears as I felt him push his leg at me.

I looked up at him, his eyes now looking at me with a different look. The server appeared and Brian leaned back and pulled out his wallet, throwing out wads of cash onto the table.

“Hey sorry we have to go suddenly. I think this should cover it.” I froze, never before leaving a restaurant midway through our ordered meal. I grabbed the wine glass and downed what was left as Brian smiled at me and did the same. The server nodded and said something about how he totally understands, especially as he saw the overpayment of money on the table. Brian stood up, towering over both the server and me and I suddenly felt lightheaded as I took in his entire body standing there.

He held out an arm for me and ushered me out of the restaurant, keeping his arm around my shoulders as if he was guarding me. We stepped out into the cool early evening air and started to walk the two blocks to his condo.

“This okay?” He asked, pulling my shoulders into his body as we walked close to each other. No one noticed, or looked twice at us, this big, muscled giant walking beside a smaller younger jock. I felt the warmth of him all over me and breathed in his cologne. It felt good to be smelling him, feeling him holding me, his body next to mine as we walked.

His big arm stayed on me all the way to his condo. We walked quickly, focused on the distance, and didn’t say too much until we were standing in front of the elevator. Brian finally let go of my shoulder but stayed directly beside me. I turned to see him looking down at me, a serious look on his face as our eyes locked and the elevator doors opened to an empty car. We automatically stepped inside and turned to face the closing door.

He pushed number 9 and leaned against the mirrored wall, standing so close beside me. As soon as the doors closed, we both turned to each other with the same lustful look. Our faces leaned in and our mouths dove for each other. I could hear him breathing through his nose as our tongues connected and our mouths clamped down on each other. His hands were on my neck and my ass, picking me up off the ground to meet his face. I wrapped one leg around him as we kissed. By the time the doors opened to the ninth floor, we broke away fearing someone was coming on. We let out a laugh when we realized we had kissed for nine floors and we were both tenting our pants. Brian took my hand in his and he pulled me down the long hallway to his apartment.

I followed behind him, our hands clasped tightly. My eyes were on his broad back, his wide shoulders stretching the fabric of his dress shirt as he walked with purpose to his door. He looked over his shoulder at me once, with the same look in his eye that I was projecting. He didn’t let go of my hand until he got to his door and grabbed the doorknob as he unlocked it and pushed it open for me to step inside.

He closed the door behind him and went for me fast, tossing his keys to the side table and grabbing my head with both hands to plant a kiss on me that left me spinning. I felt the door on my back as Brian pushed me up against it and fought for breath as we hungrily kissed. His hands were at my waist, unbuttoning my pants as my hands roamed over his solid body. His body felt like granite underneath his clothes, and we kissed like we’ve doing it for years.

He pulled open my pants and his big hands tugged them down, my 8 inches of thick meat straining in my black Calvin’s to be released. Brian broke away from our kiss and knelt slowly in front of me, leaving me panting against the door. I stared down at the width of his shoulders and the top of his fine blonde hair as his face moved to my covered cock. I felt his hot breath on my underwear as he playfully bit at my erection, the feeling of warm air seeping through my Calvin’s. And then both large hands came up to the waistband and pulled them out and over my cock, freeing it from its prison and springing out in front of him, pointing straight out at him.

“God what a beautiful cock.” He said quietly and wrapped a big fist around the base. His hand was warm and his grip firm as he held it to his lips. He gently kissed the tip, making me quiver a bit. Those big blue eyes looked up at me and for a minute I was mesmerized by this big Viking looking man at my feet, my pants scrunched up to my ankles, his big mitt around my dick holding it for him as he stared up at me. His fat tongue came out and he licked the underside of my cock. I twitched, the anticipation of his wet mouth covering my dick was making me shiver. I pressed my hands flat against the door behind me and breathed hard, watching him lick and kiss my cock.

And then he shoved it all the way down his throat and buried his nose against me. I let out a loud satisfying groan and grabbed his blonde hair, feeling the softness of it in my fingers as he started to blow me. He was an expert, taking it deep, and making it seem like there was tons of room in his mouth. It was warm, wet, and deep, and he twisted his hand around at the same time his tongue worked it over that I thought I was going to go blind.

He came off it, still stroking it slowly with his fist, continuing the feeling as he looked at my cut prick. “Fucking beautiful.” He whispered again and went down on me again. I shuddered more, and told him to slow down but he didn’t stop. One hand went over my leg, feeling my thigh and then around to my ass where a thick finger crept into my crack. I squeezed his hair as his head bobbed on my dick and I felt the pressure of his middle finger pushing in. He removed his finger and came off my dick to suck his own middle finger and moisten it, then returned it to my ass and played with the ring of my opening until he slid the tip of it into me as he swallowed my cock down again.

I gasped and felt the surge of my cum through me. “Oh my God Brian!” I moaned and moved my hips instinctively into his willing mouth. He groaned and deep throated me more, pushing that finger into me further to the point of no return to me. “I’m gonna shoot!” I grunted in surprise.

But Brian didn’t let up or stop. He turned his finger in my ass and dug in further as he growled on my dick and went down deep as I started to unload. I could hear him swallow first, then went to work on sucking the rest out of me as I bucked into his face, holding his hair tightly and trying to remain upright as I shivered out my orgasm.

He didn’t release my cock until I was done, and his big blue eyes looked up at me in complete satisfaction as I caught my breath and released his soft hair from my grasp. He pulled off, my dick softening but still thick, and stood up in front of me and planted a deep tongue filled kiss. I could taste my own juices mixed with his spit, and I became even more turned on as I felt his hands sliding up my shirt, feeling my flesh and rubbing his big thumbs over my nipples.

I let out another “Oh my God Brian” as we kissed, his body pressing up against me hard, pinning me to the door. And then my shirt was being pulled off my body and his mouth travelled down my neck to my nipples. He licked them, his hands admiring my naked torso, feeling my muscles. I heard him groan again as he licked his way down to my belly button and then stood up with me, lifting me off the ground as his hands cupped my ass and his mouth found mine again.

My legs were tied at the ankles by my pants, so he sort of held me up in the air, off my feet, dangling in front of him. He was certainly strong, that was evident, but his mouth never seemed to leave me. If it wasn’t tasting my dick, or licking a piece of my body, it was at my mouth, his fat tongue hungrily searching for my very soul.

I felt him turn and begin walking me towards his bedroom and the large king bed he had waiting for us. He carefully put me down on my back and automatically went for my shoes, lifting my legs and pulling them off one by one as his eyes moved up and down my smooth body. He gently pulled my pants and underwear off and then lifted a foot and peeled my socks off, again one by one. When the last one was off, he held my foot in his hand and started to massage it, those blue eyes trailing over my naked body as I lay back on his bed.

“You’re fucking gorgeous.” He announced, and then kissed the bottom of my foot and knelt down at the end of his bed. He was still fully clothed, but I could see the tenting in his pants, that huge cock of his fully engorged and bursting to be free. I wanted to lean up and get at it, but Brian wasn’t done with me just yet.

He kissed my foot, sliding his tongue all around it, up to my toes making me feel things I hadn’t felt in a long time. I closed my eyes at the sensation and felt his tongue moving up my calf as he pulled my butt to the edge of the bed. His big hands were on the back of my thighs and when he pushed them back, his tongue slid up to my already waiting hole.

His tongue danced around it first, before poking in and then his entire mouth clamped down on it, sucking and licking my ass, sending me over the edge once again. My face went numb, and my cock started to grow again as he rimmed me for what seemed like forever. I was moaning like a whore on his bed, completely naked as he remained completely clothed. I’ve never seen a man get as much satisfaction from eating my ass as Brian. I think he could have done it all night long.

So when he stood up over me between my legs, I could see the huge package in his pants and the look in his eyes. He looked down at me, as if he wasn’t sure what he wanted to do next, but I didn’t let him decide. I sat right up and grabbed the belt buckle to his pants and pulled at it, slipping it out and finding the buttons to his pants as he stood still, letting me open his pants.

I pulled the material wide, and could see the outline of his cockhead underneath his red underwear. I could see the JOCKEY name across the band, and there was a dark wet spot where the tip was. He was leaking for me already. I pulled back the waistband as he had done to me early, and watched his dick unfurl, lengthening out to full mast, a string of cum stretching from his red briefs to the tip which I dove for, licking the tip of his cock and producing a soft moan from above me. I stared at his thick cock, seeing it straighten up and poke out, fully hard and fat, veins making it look manly. It was a solid pole from tip to base, and had to be 9 inches as it was bigger than mine, shaved smooth with two good sized round balls full of his load. I breathed in, smelling his cock and pre-cum, and opened my mouth to taste him once again.

Brian stood there with his cock out, head back, eyes closed, one hand on the back of my head for support as I started to please him. His cock was a work of art, and exactly what I expected it to be on such a big guy. He was thick from head to toe and his cock was no exception. My jaw was working overtime as I tried to take it all, stretching my mouth wide as he began to gently pump my throat.

My fingers tugged at his underwear more, pulling it lower along with his pants, my hands feeling the musculature of his thighs. I slid them down to his ankles, letting my hands trace back up his tree trunk legs, feeling the shape of his calves and the thickness and hardness of his practically smooth thighs. He was a solid man. This only made me suck him deeper.

Brian stepped back, pulling his cock from my mouth, and kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants. I grabbed a foot and pulled his socks off just the way he did and as he stepped his wide smooth feet down on the hardwood floor, I lowered my mouth to kiss the top of his right foot, and then the left. I let my tongue trace the veins along the top, then let it lick over his perfectly shaped toes before returning to the right foot again and kissing my way upwards, back to his crotch. I licked the underside of his heavy cock, still sticking straight out, and took one nut into my mouth, then the other as he stood there. When my eyes looked up, he was peeling off his shirt and revealing that practically smooth massively built upper body. As soon as his shirt was off, I stood up and placed my hands on his chest.

The feeling of a pair of muscled hard pecs is unbelievable. I missed the size of a big man, missed the feeling of large muscles, and missed being surrounded by a massive guy. Brian’s eyes were on mine, and his smile said it all as I felt his body.

“You’re the gorgeous one.” I said quietly, watching my hands glide over his lightly hairy chest and over the rippling mounds of flesh across his shoulders. His cock flexed as my hands went lower, as if it was waiting to be grabbed again. I turned and stood up on the end of his bed and pulled him to me, kissing him in a more equal manner. I was now slightly taller than him and he groaned a bit as our bodies came together at last, feeling each other’s skin connect. His arms came around me, and his hands went right to my ass. Mine were around his shoulder, feeling just how wide and thick he was when he spoke.

“I’m going to make love to you now.” He said it simply, but it sounded so erotic I nearly came again. His mouth was open and kissing me, our eyes closed as he moved forward, putting a knee on the bed and making me step backwards. Then another knee and I was squatting lower, moving backwards as he crawled into me literally.

I was on my back as his big body towered over mine, and then my legs were pushed back again and I was bent in half as he lowered his head to my ass and licked and spit into me some more. He let go of my legs and I lowered my hips to feel his cock there, waiting to enter. Normally after I shoot a load the desire to get fucked isn’t normally there. But I was already rock hard again, and I couldn’t wait to feel Brian inside me.

Our eyes locked and he took a leg in each hand and split me open wide and moved his hips forward. Expertly he aimed his cock, pressing it against my entrance and patiently waited for me to let him in. He moved forwards slowly, letting his cock guide the way. My hands went to his thighs, holding him in place as I felt the head of his dick try to pry its way in. I hissed as he did, entering me slightly. But the hesitation only lasted seconds, as I felt my ass give way and his entire dick slid into me easily.

Those blue eyes never left mine as he sunk into me completely.

I saw him nod, blinking heavily as he watched my face and started to move slowly. My mouth was hanging open, my hands still holding his thighs tightly as if I was expecting pain. But I felt nothing but pleasure. Nothing but his cock inside me raw. Nothing but the look on his face as we started to move together, his big hands still holding my legs open.

“I am really falling in love with you little Brian.” He whispered over me as he placed my legs on his shoulders and leaned forward, stretching his legs out behind him and forcing my body in half. He found my mouth and kissed me as he lowered himself over me, sending his cock into me deeper and making me grab around his wide lats and down his back to his ass.

“I am too.” I groaned as my fingers dug into the flesh of his glutes and he started to pump his hips just a bit faster. I pulled his body closer to mine, connecting completely as he kissed me and scooped me up into his arms. I felt like one as he made love to me, whispering in my ear when he wasn’t kissing me how amazing I felt, and how much he wanted to be inside me, to really feel me like no one ever before. He stopped using the word fucking, and whispered in my ear he wanted to make love to me every day.

I spread my legs wider, letting them fall off his shoulder and over his arms, taking him in even deeper. He readjusted too, pulling me down a bit and reached up under me to grab my shoulders from behind, holding me in place to really start to pound me. But it wasn’t a hard rough pounding, more like a I-can’t-get-enough-of-you pounding. His mouth was everywhere now, from my lips to my neck to my ears to my shoulders. I arched up, my cock hard once again and now rubbing against his body. I was working my ass back against him at the same time as I was grinding my dick on him enjoying that friction.

He went up on his fists, arms straight out and just used his hips to drill me harder. I let go of his ass and grabbed his triceps to hang on, our eyes locked once again.

“I’m going to cum in you.” He announced. “Fill you up with all my love.” Something so cheesy sounded so hot at that moment, and I could feel his words literally seep through me and turn me on even more. I grabbed his ass again and made him thrust harder, my fingers squeezing that meaty flesh as I pressed my dick between us and nodded.

I only groaned louder and watched his face. I watched his eyebrows furrow. I watched his mouth open. I heard his breath increase. I felt his pace quicken. And then I felt him start to shudder and my own body joined in.

“Yeah give it to me big Bri!” I yelled as I started to feel the cum boil in me and surge through my dick as it rubbed against Brian’s stomach. He gritted his teeth and spasmed wildly as his mouth opened wide and he grunted out that he was cumming inside me.

I clung to his ass, hanging on to his bubbled ass as I too started to buck wildly under him as my own cum jolted out of my cock and splashed between us. I actually FELT his cock pulsing out liquid in me and filling my insides. And then he collapsed on me, his sweaty chest mixing with my cum soaked body. I wrapped all my body parts round him – arms, legs, chin – and hugged him tightly as his body heaved, trying to catch his breath. He showered me with kisses as he calmed down, and rolled slightly to the side to give me air, but I pulled him back, keeping his weight on me and enjoying the feeling of having another big man on top of me once again, loving me.

He brought his legs up a bit and pushed his still thick cock into me further as we shifted. I didn’t want to let go of him at all, and grabbed his ass again and made sure he wasn’t pulling out. My lips found his, and we kissed gently as we snuggled in and relaxed into each other’s naked bodies.

I closed my eyes and found myself smiling. Once again.