One More Time
Part 1
As I stepped off the plane, the heat hit me strong and wet. Florida in the summer was like trying to breathe through a hot wet sponge.
I was so nervous, which of course didn't help. How do you even begin to tell someone that you haven't seen in seven years that you want to relive those first tentative sexual experiences? Each of us has a wife and two beautiful kids. How do you tell him about the fantasies that you just can't get out of your head?
All I knew was that I had to, one way or another. I had to try.
Thanks to traveling too much and spending way too much time working, my sex life was a bit lacking. My wife and I couldn't seem to have sex very often, and when we did it was pretty ordinary. She was pretty much only interested in straight, 2-position, fucking, not a lot of hand play and she had no interest in oral sex at all. She never really did, but used to do it for me once in a while, knowing how much it turned me on. The last time was 7 years ago. This one hurt, because I was almost obsessed with having my mouth on someone, or having their mouth on me. Just thinking about it now starts my precum flowing.
About 3 years ago, I started remembering Eric and those first experiences learning about masturbation and sex. Dirty magazines, rumors, and confused but exciting conversations made two young male bodies hot and hard. Then it happened.
We were about 12 years old at the time. Growing up across the street from each other, we were best friends. We were sleeping out in a tent in my backyard. A flashlight, snacks, and a small stack of Playboys and Hustlers were all we had to get through our psuedo-camping adventure.
After it was dark and we were pretty sure that my parents had gone to sleep, on went the flashlight and out came the magazines. We looked at the same ones together so that we could throw out our comments and observations about what it would feel like to kiss them, touch them, and.....whatever you do when you're naked together. Eric was obviously getting uncomfortable and grabbed his crotch to adjust himself.
"Whew, that's better. Thought I was gonna break it off there for a second," he smiled.
"God, I wonder what it would feel like to have her rubbing my dick," I whispered staring at the pages.
"Yeah," he replied. "It'd be nice to have someone else jack me off for a change."
"What do you mean 'jack off'?"
Eric looked at me kinda funny. "C'mon, you masturbate don't you?"
I just stared at him blankly. I didn't have to pretend I was cool with Eric. This was my best friend, and if I didn't know what "jacking off" meant, I could ask him without worrying about lifelong ridicule. Finally, I shook my head saying, " No man, I don't even know what that is."
"Well," he started. "Don't you ever play with your dick?"
"Yeah, I rub it sometimes and it feels pretty good."
"Listen, one of the older kids at school told me about it. What you're supposed to do is grip it in your hand and jerk it up and down pretty fast until stuff comes out," he explained.
"What kind of stuff?"
"It's some white stuff, and it's called 'cum'. But I've tried it a lot and nothing yet. You?" he asked.
"No," I said. "But I haven't tried anything the way you said."
"Here let me show you what I mean."
With that he pushed me onto my back and pulled my gym shorts and underwear down with one pull. I was obviously excited by our talk and without a moment of hesitation at what he was doing, Eric reached out and gripped my hard cock in his hand and began stroking it up and down firmly. I didn't say a word as new sensations rippled through my body. Just feeling another hand on me, and the strong confident strokes made me start to shudder as my breath began to rasp in and out of me.
"You OK?" he asked.
"Yeah, just don't stop," I breathed at him.
He just smiled and concentrated on what he was doing. My eyes closed again and I let go and just enjoyed what he was doing to me. Pretty soon I started to shake and jerk as my mind exploded and my body spasmed with my adolescent orgasm.
"Whoa!" Eric whispered with a kind of awe. "I guess this is the stuff they were talking about."
"What stuff?" I asked looking down and seeing a small lob of white-ish fluid stretched across my abdomen. "What the hell is that? I've never had that happen before."
"That must be the 'cum' those guys were talking about. I don't know, I've never had anything come out of mine yet. But I've had the same jerking and feeling it looked like you did." With that, Eric laid back and pulled his shorts all the way off. "OK man, my turn."
I saw that his cock was already very hard. It looked very different from mine, a little shorter, with its' thinner shaft and fat, mushroom-shaped head. I pulled my shirt off and wiped myself off. I went to pull my shorts up, but figured it'd be more comfortable with both of us in the same condition. Pulling them the rest of the way off, I set them aside. I crawled over to where he was laying. Funny how I never even considered saying "No" or even hesitating. Reaching out with my right hand, I wrapped my hand around someone else's cock for the first time. It felt hot and hard in my palm. I could feel it pulsing with his heartbeat.
"Do it," he almost pleaded.
"OK, tell me if I'm not doing it right"
I leaned it towards his upper body (because I didn't like it when mine got bent down....ouch) and began gently stroking it up and down. He closed his eyes and his breathing deepened. I found that I liked the way it felt in my hand, and I had a strange connection to what he was feeling because the same thing had just been done to me.
"That feels so good, just do it a little faster," he whispered.
"OK, man this is pretty cool."
He just smiled and dropped back into his little world of pleasure. His breathing picked up and he started to moan. The sounds he was making were mixed with the soft slapping sound of my hand jacking his cock faster and faster. Then he groaned louder and his body started to buck under my hand. I could feel his cock swell and spasm in my hand, but nothing came out.
"God! That felt awesome! A lot better than when I do it by myself. Thanks, man."
That's how it started, and that's the first time I came. It's still so clear in my head. That, along with what happened later.
It was few months later, in the winter. Eric and I were in my basement reading stories from Penthouse out loud to each other as we both rubbed the fronts of our pants with the heels of our palms. From these stories we learned more about what fucking was, and blowjobs. That part really got our attention; just reading the detailed descriptions of what the girl was doing and how it felt had us sitting there slack-jawed and raging hard. Eric started cumming a couple months ago, and we'd been continuing our little jack-off sessions from time to time. We couldn't help ourselves. We were just a couple of raging bags of hormones. Of course, it didn't help that neither one of us had a girlfriend at the time, but we felt very comfortable with each other. We were best friends. From the beginning, he was always the more experimental one of us, the more aggressive. All I knew is that we had to hide what we were doing, but it just felt so good. I couldn't get enough.
"I've got an idea," he said after we finished reading and were just flipping through the pictures.
"And what would that be?" I asked finally.
"Have you ever been hypnotized?"
"Sure, everyday at school. Or didn't you notice the glazed look in my eyes during Civics class?"
"Ha...ha. You're killing me. Anyway, I mean for real. You want to try it?" He had that look in his eye that I was going to like what he had in mind.
"Hey, I'm game for just about anything at least once. Besides, I trust you. So, don't blow it and do something stupid like making me walk around naked clucking like a chicken in the backyard, OK?" I winked at him.
"Well, I guess it's on to Plan B then!" he said chuckling. He grabbed my hand and led me over to the brown vinyl couch and pushed me back to sit down. "OK, here we go then." He reached into the collar of his shirt and pulled the St. Christopher medal from around his neck. "Now, just relax. Listen to the sound of my voice and watch the movement of the medal." He began to slowly swing it back and forth and repeated those famous cliché words. "You are getting sleepy. You're body is so tired, yet your mind is clear. You feel yourself letting go. Watch the medal and let your body go. Deeper and deeper, your eyelids are getting heavy, drawing your eyes closed as you begin to drift away, listening only to the sound of my voice."
I slowly began to close my eyes, playing along. I let my head drop and lowered my chin to my chest. I had no idea where this was going, but I started to get the very strong feeling that I was going to like it very much.
"Now, you are deep asleep, listening only to the sound of my voice. When I count to three and snap my fingers, you will be able to move, but you will listen only to the sound of my voice and you will do only what I tell you to do. You will not speak and you will only move unless I tell you to. Nod if you understand."
I nodded slightly, still keeping my head down. I felt my cock stir just a bit against the fabric of my underwear. My imagination started running wild with the possibilities of what might happen next. And I couldn't wait.
I could almost hear him smiling as he said, "OK then, one...two...three!" I heard the snap of his fingers, which made me jump just a bit. "Now, I want you to stand up, keeping your hands at your side."
I stood up slowly, trying to feign a trance. I was standing there in front of him with my hands down at my sides, my cock beginning to grow and push out at the front of my jeans.
"OK, I want you to open your eyes and walk over to the corner, then turn and face me, closing your eyes again. Nod if you understand," he said.
I could hear the excitement building in his voice as he continued ahead with whatever idea was in his head. The corner of the basement that he wanted me to go to was where I kept all my old toys and things. It was like a nook that was tucked away from the main part of the basement and couldn't easily be seen by someone coming down the stairs. I assumed that was the main reason he had me walk over there instead of staying on the couch. I stopped near the back wall, turned, dropped my head, and closed my eyes.
Eric had walked behind me and was now standing in front of me, not moving. "Now, you will not move. You will not talk or make a noise unless I tell you to. Nod if you understand."
I nodded and cracked by eyes open just a bit when I felt his hands grab my belt and begin to unbuckle it. Once he had my belt undone, he undid the snap and lowered my zipper. By this time, my young cock was rock hard and my head was starting to spin. I could feel the blood pumping through my body and pulsing in my hard cock, as I enjoyed this new twist on our play. His hands moved to the sides of my waist and gripped the top of my pants and underwear and pulled them both down together in one long slow motion.
His voice sounded deeper and quieter. "I want you to step out of your pants and stand beside them."
I stepped up and out, pulling my feet out of my pants and stood there in my socks and t-shirt with my head down and my eyes closed, mostly. My cock almost hurt with how hard it was as I waited for that first touch. As it turned out, I didn't have to wait very long at all.
"Spread your feet apart just a bit," he ordered.
As soon as my feet settled a little more than shoulder width apart, I felt his warm hand wrap around the base of my cock. It almost felt like the heat of it burned my skin as my cock jumped in his hand. A shudder ran the length of my body. God, I was so excited. It was going to be very difficult not to move! I just couldn't wait until he started jacking me off. It was going to feel so good.
I peeked through my mostly closed eyelids and saw him staring at my cock and the hand he was holding it with. I saw and felt his other hand rise up and grip the side of my hip. After what seemed like hours, his hand began slowly move. Stroking the base of my cock, which was different. Usually, when he stroked my cock, he gripped it around the middle, stroking from base to head. This way, he was only stroking the lower half of me as I struggled not to move with his hand. I let my eyes close all the way as I let go and enjoyed the electric tingles running through the length of my body.
Then my eyes snapped open. I felt something hot and wet all around the end of my cock. I looked down to see half of my young cock in Eric's mouth! My mind exploded at the sensations his mouth was causing throughout my body as he stroked the base of my cock and alternately sucked and licked the other half.
He pulled back for a second to say, "Tell me when you're going to cum." Then he slid his mouth over my cock again, pumping it with his fist. I could feel my breath becoming ragged as my body began to burn from deep within my balls. His other hand moved over to caress them as he stroked my cock into his hot, wet mouth. I could hear the wet sounds of it as he worked me in and out.
"Now."
That was all I could manage to get out as my cock erupted in his hand. At my word he had pulled his mouth off of me and jacked my cock hard with his hand. My balls pulled up tight as cum fired from the tip of my cock. I felt like I was on fire as my orgasm ripped through my young body. Both knees nearly buckled as he pumped the last of the cum from my cock.
I shuddered and slumped a bit as he took his hand off of me.
"That was a good one!" he smiled. "Now, wait here and don't move." He came back from the basement bathroom and handed me some tissue. "Here, clean yourself up." I wiped the cum from the end of my cock and from the floor where it sprayed and stood back up still pretending to be hypnotized. "I want you to pull your pants back up and go back to the couch." I pulled them up and moved back to the couch and sat down. It was all like nothing had happened, but I had just gotten my first blowjob and my mind was completely blown.
He sat back down on the long, low coffee table in front of me. "Now, when I count to three and snap my fingers, you will wake up completely and you won't remember anything that happed. Do you understand?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Good. 1...2...3..." I heard his fingers snap and opened my eyes. Lifting my head, I looked up at him.
"Didn't work, huh?" I smiled at him. "Didn't think it would. My mind is just too strong, I think," I said tapping my forehead. We both kept up the game. He just smiled at me.
"Hey, I gave it a shot didn't I? Do you want to try and hypnotize me?" I could see how badly he wanted me to say "Yes."
"Sure," I said standing up to switch places. This was my best friend, and he had just given me something I would probably never forget. Besides, I wanted to try it. I wanted to know what it was like. My skin still felt hot from the experience. The gentle waves of sensation flowing up and down the length of my body. I couldn't stop smiling as I felt it moving through me and skipping along the surface of my skin. Now I wanted to do it even better to him. I really wanted to get him good.
We sat back down, me on the table and Eric on the couch. I looked hard into his eyes, "You ready?"
"Yeah," he said quickly. He looked like he could barely sit still. I glanced down and could see his cock straining against the rough fabric of his jeans. I was going to enjoy this, and so was he. I was going to make sure of it. With the way I felt now, I knew this was not going to be the only time we tried this.
I picked up his St. Christopher medal from the coffee table and looked at it in my palm. "Well here we go," I thought. I grabbed the chain with two fingers and let the medal fall free to the end. Hanging down in front of Eric's face, I began to swing the medal back and forth.
Eric just smiled at me and tried to sit still and look at the medal in front of him.
"OK, you are getting very sleeeeepy," I exaggerated. Eric chuckle, but tried to keep his appearance of concentration going. I stared at him very intensely and tried to play it up. This game play kind of disconnected us from what we were actually doing or made it seem out of our control. For whatever reason, we felt the need to do it this way and that made it work. "Watch the medal swinging back and forth. You can feel your eyes getting heavy, your limbs getting heavy. It is becoming difficult for your neck to keep your head aloft." I was really getting into it now.
Eric finally began to close his eyes and his head began to sag a bit.
"I will count to three and snap my fingers and you will be asleep and hear only the sound of my voice. You will listen only to the sound of my voice. One...two...three." I snapped my fingers and his head finally dropped. "Now, you will not speak, you will not move unless I tell you to. Nod once if you understand." He nodded. As he sat there, I decided to reach out and rub the front of his pants with the palm of my hand. His cock was rock hard and pressing against his jeans so hard that it must have been almost painful. I smiled broadly at the top of his head in front of me, wondering if he was peeking at my hand rubbing him. I could feel his hips begin to move just slightly with the motion of my palm along his length. I was so excited, it was all I could do to keep my hand from shaking. I finally drew back and sat up.
Keeping my voice as steady as I could, I issued my first command. "Now, I want you to walk to the corner, avoiding obstacles, then turn and face me. Once there keep your eyes closed and your body still. Go." He turned, walking head down and somewhat shuffling his feet, like a motivated zombie, then settled in the corner and spun and stopped, standing straight. I struggled to maintain my composure as the "hypnotist" as I moved to stand in front of him. I stopped about 4 feet away and issued command number two. "Now, I want you to reach down with both hands and undo your pants and zipper, then pull both your pants and underwear down to your feet. Then, step out of them and wait for my next command." His hands were visibly shaking as he reached for his snap, then zipper. He dropped first his pants, then underwear to his feet, and then walked in place until they were off. He finally stopped, standing there in his green t-shirt and white sweat socks.
My god, he was rock hard and throbbing. I watched his cock bounce with his heartbeat. I stared at it a moment. That long, thin shaft, topped with a large mushroom-shaped head. It was so different from mine. I couldn't take my eyes off it. "Okay, here's what I want you to do. Reach down with your right hand and grip your cock with your first finger and thumb just below the head." I watched his hand move to obey, and his cock jump at that first touch. I could feel my own cock harden in my pants, recovering quite nicely from cumming only a few minutes ago. "Now, slowly stroke it back and forth, smooth, long strokes." My voice sounded surer than I felt. I noticed a bead of wetness at the tip of his head and told him to stop and return his hand to his side. I didn't want him to cum without me. "Move your feet apart to a little more than shoulder width." He obeyed and I smiled at how much I was enjoying this game he created for us. I pulled a thick blue oval rug across the floor with my foot until it was right in front of his feet. That brown pressed-tile floor looked a bit hard and cold for my knees. I knew he had to be peeking through slitted eyelids, but I slowly lowered myself to my knees in front of him. "Remember, you are not to move or speak unless I command it. Nod if you understand." He nodded, his dick bouncing in front of me with his movements.
I smiled as I reached up between his legs and stroked my hand down his ass and cupped his balls in the palm of my hand. His cock jumped so hard at the contact, it nearly hit him in the stomach. I reached up with my other hand, wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock. It felt hard and hot in my grip. The head seemed to flare out and turn a deeper color of purple right in front of me. I pulled it down so it stood out straight from his body, hesitated only a moment, then pushed it deep into my open mouth on the first stroke. I heard his breath hiss, filling his lungs, and his cock swelled my mouth and hand. With the other hand, I felt his balls pull up tight against his body. His cock felt hot in my mouth. I could feel the large fleshy head filling my mouth and the hardness of the shaft between my lips as I held it in place and sucked. I could see and feel goose bumps on his scrotum as I began to slide him in and out of my mouth, still gripping the base of him in my fist. I was careful not to let my teeth contact his skin as my head moved back and forth. I listened to his breathing quicken and deepen. His half-open eyes quickly shut as I looked up at his reddened face, his mouth open, breathing hard and trying not to moan.
I pulled my mouth off him and said, "I want you to let yourself make sounds. No talking, just be natural. And you will tap me on the shoulder when you are about to cum."
He immediately groaned and I took him back into my mouth, followed by a deeper moan. I could now taste the sweet saltiness that was leaking into my mouth. I found myself enjoying this even more than I thought I would. This just felt good. I wanted to let him cum in my mouth, the way they did in the stories we read, but was nervous about doing anything that different from what he did. I knew he couldn't last too much longer, so I decided to try and make sure he came hard. With one hand, I massaged his balls. With the other, wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, I began to jerk it back and forth with the rest of him still sliding in and out of my mouth. He was moaning almost constantly, trying to hold out longer, to enjoy just a bit more. His legs were beginning to shake. His breath was rasping deep in his throat as I pushed his cock deep into my mouth and pumped the rest of it with my hand. I slid my mouth over him faster as my hand pumped harder. He let out a guttural moan and I felt his hand touch my shoulder. I reluctantly pulled my mouth away and pumped hard and fast with my hand. My eyes went wide as his body jerked hard and thick streams of cum burst from the end of his cock and over my shoulder. He let out a series of hard grunts in time with the bursts of cum, and I knew how good it felt.
Finally, some cum dribbled down his shaft to my hand, lubricating my strokes. His cock was so sensitive that he couldn't stand still until I finally stopped. I went to the bathroom and brought him some tissue to clean himself up and told him to get dressed. Along the way to the bathroom, I took a small taste of the cum on the back of my hand. It tasted hot and salty with a bit of sweetness. Not bad.
I talked him back to the couch and snapped him out of it with the required blank memory of what just happened. The final idea being that we should remember what we did, but not what was done to us. But, it was something that I'd never forget.
We played this out many more times, always afraid to take it any further, but always enjoying how we made each other feel. Then we just kind of stopped and moved on with our teenage years. I always regretted not taking it further and experimenting more when I had the chance. I hoped I might be able to change that soon. I only had a couple days, and a lot of talking to do.
Part 2
I made my way to the rental car. Fortunately, I was able to snag a sport utility. Being well over 6 feet tall, I always appreciate that. I pulled out of the lot and onto the highway heading south. I flipped my cell phone open and called Eric to let him know that I was on the ground and headed his way.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Guess who?"
"Hey, you made it!" he yelped.
"Yep, and I'm currently bearing down on your location without incident. I should be there in about 15 minutes, I think. Are you still sure about me staying at your place? It's no big deal staying at a hotel, it's not my money you know. That's why I love business trips."
"Listen," he started. " I don't want to hear it. You're staying here. We've got the room, the pool, the hot tub, and home cooking, or at least good take out. Jennifer's geeked about it, the kids are fired up, and I want to be able to spend more than an hour together catching up, before you have to head back to some hotel to crash when you can easily stay here. OK?"
"OK, already. Jeeze, I was just making sure. Take it easy on an old man will ya?" I heard him chuckle. "I'll see you in a few then." I finished.
"Good. I'll be in the pool. Just let yourself in and straight through the house. The kids are at school and Jen's working. See you then."
My cock was so hard it hurt. Nothing would probably happen over the next couple days, but, if nothing else, I was enjoying the hell out of my fantasies.
I called him back a couple minutes later to let him know it was going to be a while as I ended up in the back row of what looked like a long traffic jam. It opened up a lot faster than it looked like it would and it only took me about 20 minutes to get to Eric's house in a nicely posh suburb.
It was Monday. My first meeting was the next morning, and I'd already finished all my prep work. I was free all day, and evening. Eric told me the day before that he was off work for the next 2 days, so the timing was perfect. I was only going to have to spend a few hours working and getting yelled at by the client for all of our company's shortcomings (can you say "scapegoat"?) So the rest of the time was my own.
I pulled into the driveway behind his car, and dragged my suitcase and briefcase to the front door. It was open and I dropped my bags in the entryway and walked through a very neat and well appointed home, that obviously had kids tearing the place up, as evidenced by the crayon on the lower part of the walls, stacks of toys in the family room, and sipper cups in the sink. As I passed through the kitchen, I could hear the hot tub going. The back of the house had, what looked like a huge screened-in room that covered the in-ground pool and attached hot tub. I'd kill for this setup on the back of my house. Then I stopped dead in my tracks at the window above the sink.
I looked through the kitchen window and stared wide-eyed at the hot tub and Eric. Through the steam rising up off the surface of the water, I could see his head and shoulders. His eyes were closed and the back of his head was hooked over the edge of the hot tub. He alternated between breathing through flared nostrils and through his open mouth, but the rolling motion of his right shoulder was clear. He was stroking his cock in long slow strokes and lost in his own world.
He must have thought it would take me quite a while to get out of that traffic and never heard me come in because of the noise of the hot tub. I started to rub the front of my pants with the heel of my hand as I continued staring.
I watched as his body rocked back and forth with the motion of his hands. His right shoulder rotated in a circle, and had to be driving his hand up and down the length of his cock. His left shoulder was extended out and only moving slightly. I assumed he was rubbing his balls with his left hand.
I could feel the hardness growing under my palm. I couldn't stop watching him and what he was doing. It was such a private sensual moment, and I was spellbound. Without even thinking about it, I began to pull my shorts open and pull my hardening cock free of my underwear. If I'd looked down I would have seen the tip already wet. I finally felt it begin to leak and smear along my length as I unconsciously matched his strokes with my own.
Finally, Eric's mouth dropped open and his head rolled from side to side, as his breathing got heavier and faster. His shoulder was making splashes in the already churning water as his orgasm drew closer. I could begin to hear his moans as he pushed himself further and further along.
I reached across the kitchen counter and pulled a couple sheets of paper towel loose with my free hand, pumping my cock hard with a soft wet sound.
Then I heard his loud grunt and saw his body buck part way out of the water, exposing his fat cock head for a moment as he spasmed and came hard.
"Oh yeah..." he breathed. "Oh God!....Mmmmmm."
At that moment, my knees nearly buckled as my cock poured cum into the open paper towel. I tried to keep quiet as my cock burned with my orgasm, getting way too sensitive to keep stroking hard.
Then I watched as Eric pulled his right hand from the water and gently licked a bead of white cum from the back of it and smiled. He laid back and closed his eyes, moving with the water.
My cock jerked one more time as I saw him taste himself. I raised my own hand to my lips and ran my tongue the length of my thumb and finger, tasting and smelling my sex in it. I tossed the paper towel into the nearby waste can, turned, and walked back to the front door.
Once I caught my breath, I tried to figure out what to do next. This was already a more sexual experience than I expected. How do I take what just happened and use it to take things even further? I decided to just walk back to the pool and try to coax things in the right direction.
I left my bags where they were and stomped my way back to the pool area. Eric looked up a bit surprised and smiled.
"There he is!" he shouted over the bubbles.
"Hey, traffic was nicer to me than I thought. And so, here I am," I replied.
"I'd give you a hug, but I'm all wet. Why don't you lose the heavy clothing and jump in? You've got to be wrecked after that flight and drive. The tub always feels great."
"You'll have to owe me the hug. But I left my suit up front with my bags. I'll go grab it and be back." I started to turn.
"Why?" he stopped me. "No one's home and I usually don't wear a suit in my own hot tub. Just peel off and get in. Besides, it feels better that way."
I stood there a second and absorbed what he just said. "Doesn't matter to me," I shrugged. I walked over to the white plastic patio furniture and started piling my clothes on one of the chairs as I pulled each article off. I glanced over my shoulder and notice that Eric was watching me. Fortunately, I had just come and wasn't getting hard, but my cock was fat and distended from my recent activity.
I walked toward the hot tub and saw Eric watching me, and even looking my body up and down. As I stepped into the hot tub, he stood up and gave me a quick hug that ran up and down my spine several times. The water was still at his waist as he stood, but I still admired what I could see of his body. We both sat back into the water and I sighed loud and long. The water did feel great, and I was more hopeful than ever that I was going to get what I really wanted on this trip.
"That thing still get as big as ever?" Eric started.
"What thing?"
"Your dick. I was always jealous you were bigger than me. Fortunately, Jennifer's never complained," he answered.
"First of all, I wasn't all that much bigger than you. Second, I'm sure that Jennifer's never complained. And third, yes.....it does still get as big as ever," I winked.
Eric just chuckled and we made small talk for a while, joking around and reminiscing.
"Whew, I'm getting way too hot. Been in too long. Do you mind?" he asked as he pulled himself out of the water and sat on the edge. His feet dangled into the water, and his knees were far apart.
I stared at his cock. It sat there soft and fat with that same mushroom-shaped head on it. It was all I could do not to lick my lips. I looked up and Eric was staring right at me smiling.
"Where are my manners?" he wondered. "Can I get you something to drink? Beer or something?"
"Yeah, a beer sounds good, thanks."
He walked back into the house without a towel. As he walked back towards me carrying the two bottles of Sam Adams, I just watched his cock swing back and forth through half open eyes. "This okay?" he asked.
"Fine. I like the good stuff," I smiled reaching for the bottle and taking a long drink. The beer was cold and sharp and tasted good in the heat of the water. I reached down and squeezed my half-hard cock.
He sat back down on the edge of the tub and sipped his beer, then stared at the bottle as if he was waiting for me to say something.
"Eric," I started.
"Yeah?"
"Let me ask you a question," I continued. I knew this was the moment I'd hoped for and dreaded. "Do you ever think about the stuff we did back in Jr. High?"
"Yeah, I think about it sometimes," Eric replied. He knew exactly what I was talking about.
"Then let me tell you what I think about it, then you can tell me what you think."
"Okay," he spoke, still staring at the bottle in his hands.
"What I think about is learning from each other about masturbating and then helping each other get off, and how lucky we were that we had a good friend to share those early experiences with. But most of all, what I think about is when we pretended to hypnotize each other and experiment with our mouths. I can still remember everything about it. The taste, the feel, the smell, and how I felt doing it." I could see his cock starting to harden as I talked, but his eyes stayed on the bottle. "Now, I've never done anything with another guy since, because my interest was pretty firmly rooted in girls. But I keep fantasizing about doing it again and taking it at least one step further than we did then." I waited a moment.
"So, what are you saying?" he asked, still not looking up.
"I'm asking. Asking you to let me experience that fantasy. You're still a good, close friend and I trust you." I explained. "What I'm asking you to do is let me suck your cock until you cum. Let me see what it's really like." I could see his cock beginning to bounce at full length. "We never went that far, and I've been thinking about this for a long time. I'm not gay. I'm not leaving my wife. And I still have great sex with her. I just want this one experience so I can stop wondering, and know. But I want you to know that I won't be hurt if you say no, and I'll understand if you want me to stay somewhere else while I'm here. All I ask is that you keep this between us."
"You know, it's funny," he started. "Given more time and a lot more alcohol, I probably would have made a similar speech. Though, probably not as well said. It must be pretty obvious that I like the idea. But more than that, I want you to. Under one condition."
"What?" I half croaked out of my tightened throat.
"You let me do you. I want to share this with you," he replied.
"Okay," I sighed hard and long with a little nervous laughter at the end. "But I'm first. I've been waiting for this a long time." He just smiled.
I reached behind me and pushed away from the side of the hot tub. Sliding through the bubbling water, I slipped between his open legs, resting my forearms on his thighs. Eric laid back with a long sigh and bundled a nearby towel under his head, his feet dangling into the water. I didn't say a word as I pushed his legs farther apart. He sighed deeper as I ran my hands up the length of his thighs, moving up to grip his hips to position myself better. I slid one hand flat under his already hard cock and pulled it back just a bit. Bending my head down, I started at the base and slid my extended tongue up the length of his hot, hard cock, running around the head several times, getting a nice long soft moan from him as he looked down at me, watching. I pushed just the large, fat head into my mouth and stared back at him as his eyes went wide.
Just the head felt so good in my mouth, so soft and hot against my tongue and lips. I could taste the slight saltiness of his precum leaking into my mouth, as I swirled him around and around. I could smell a slight muskiness to him under the chlorine and water.
I almost started to feel light-headed as I began to realize that this was actually happening, but let this go quickly as I lost myself in the moment and the sensations in my mouth and hands.
I hesitated for just a moment. When I felt him react, I sank my mouth onto him as deep as I could. His breath hissed between his teeth and he moaned long and loud as my hot, wet mouth surrounded him. The hardness of him filled my mouth, and I could feel him pulsing and twitching. I pulled back and stroked him in and out of me a few times. I didn't want this over too quickly, so I gripped him with my right hand and lowered my mouth to his hanging balls. As I began long, slow strokes of his cock with my hand, I gently sucked each ball into my mouth and laid my tongue, flat, hot, and wet against him, letting him feel me against his skin. He was moaning steadily and gyrating slightly under me. I dropped my mouth even lower, wetting the base of his scrotum, and he pulled his legs up, giving me room. I wasn't sure if this was an invitation to go lower, or just giving me more space. I'd find out soon enough. With my hand still stroking him, my tongue dropped down even further as he rocked his hips forward. I'd never done this before, but knew he'd been in the hot tub, figuring he must be pretty clean. Might as well enjoy. As my tongue first licked across his ass, he gasped loudly.
"Oh god, that's it...." He groaned. "Oh my god."
His precum was all over my hand and his cock, wetting everything and making it very slippery. I pushed my mouth harder against him and flicked my tongue hard at his opening. His words became a groaning mumble as he lost himself in the sensations. After a few minutes, I finally got the nerve up to push my tongue into him a bit. He immediately pushed back, grunting his approval and twisting his body on my tongue. As I tongued him, the whole area became soaked with my spit, until I felt him begin to relax and open up slightly. Finally, I pulled my mouth away and wet the first finger of my free hand. Moving my mouth back to the tip of his wet cock, our eyes locked as my finger began to push into him. His eyes quickly closed and his head dropped back.
"Do it, man," he pleaded. "Put it in me."
I felt his hands pull his cheeks further apart as I worked my finger into him. My tongue slid up and down the length of him, tasting his precum as I watched his head rock back and forth moaning. His breath rattled from his throat as my finger pushed deeper until it finally bottomed out. He squirmed his ass on my hand. I slowly drew my hand back and pushed deep into him again. It slid back and forth easily with all the wetness around it.
"Oh, that feels so good. Oh my god," he rasped out.
I licked hard around his fleshy head as my hand stroked his cock in time with the finger now sliding in and out of his ass. His lower body twisted and moved to meet my strokes. His eyes were locked shut as he moaned and grunted at the sensations he was lost in.
Suddenly I stopped moving. When his eyes opened questioningly, I just smiled.
"Now, you're going to cum for me," I stated.
His eyes went wide again, then closed tight as my mouth sank deep in his cock and my finger pushed hard into his ass. He cried out his pleasure, moaning and encouraging me for more and more. I pressed my mouth against my gripping hand as I stroked and sucked his leaking cock. My pace quickened as I fucked his ass with my finger and he fucked my mouth with his cock. All I could taste was his precum. All I could hear was his moaning, grunting, and breathing. All I could feel was the heat pouring off of him. His lower body began bucking up and down to meet my strokes until I finally heard what I was waiting for.
"Oh god. I'm gonna cum. Oh my god! Here it cums!" He sputtered out.
I held on tight and rode with his movements until his whole body jerked hard, his balls drew up tight, and his cock twitched in my mouth. As I started to feel his cum flood into my mouth, I felt his ass tighten hard around my finger, still trying to drive in and out of him. I swallowed as fast as I could, savoring every bit as he kept cumming and cumming. His body kind of flopped around under me, as I struggle to maintain contact and take him further and further into his orgasm.
Finally, his hips dropped to the floor and stopped, followed by a long, shuddering sigh. I felt him begin to soften slightly in my mouth. I pulled my finger free and kept sucking and stroking him until he softened further. Letting his cock slip from my lips, I licked around my mouth to make sure I got it all. I rubbed his cock against his body with my flat hand, then gently kissed the head and slipped back into the water and over to the other side of the hot tub. I couldn't stop smiling as he lay there with his eyes still closed, recovering. I was immensely pleased with myself. I got what I wanted and it was even better than I expected.
Part 3
Eric's head lifted up above the level of his body and he stared at me.
"Holy shit! Was that experience or just plain enthusiasm?" he asked.
I just smiled. "There's a first time for everything. And this was mine." I reached under the water and ran my palm over the length of my painfully hard cock down to my balls and back up.
Eric noticed my movement and gave a little shudder of his entire body. "God, that was awesome. I could tell how much you wanted it and I thought the damn thing was going to explode off my body." He sat up and dropped back into the water. In one movement, he slid forward and wrapped his hand around my cock.
My eyes closed for a moment, and I moaned deep in my throat. I could still feel and taste some of his cum in my mouth and savored it along with the sensations his hand was causing underwater.
He gave me a hard tug that got my attention. "I want this in my mouth. I want to feel it. Stand up."
I stared at him. His words were making me harder and hotter, which I couldn't believe was possible. As I stood up, my cock just cleared the water's surface. Eric sat there and stared at the head of it as his hand slowly stroked my length. Then I watched his head lower, and felt his mouth's first touch. He slipped the head of my cock between his lips and began sucking on just the end. My head dropped all the way back and my eyes closed after staring at the ceiling of the poolroom. I could feel his tongue working the sensitive spot on the underside of my cock as he kept up the suction and small movements of his mouth on me. I felt him pull his mouth free.
"I can taste your precum," he said. "Tastes even better than mine."
I looked down with a dazed smile as he lowered his mouth back over the head, bringing his hand around the base up to meet his lips, stroking as he sucked me in and out. My entire spine quivered and my cock burned as he drew me in and out, the wet sounds of his mouth filling my ears above the sounds of the churning hot tub.
"Get up on the edge of the tub," Eric ordered. I gripped the sides and pulled myself from the water. His hand never released its grip on me as he moved between my legs, pushing them back until my feet rested against the raised edge of the tub. He lowered his head and I could suddenly feel my balls slathered with his wide, flat tongue. He began stroking my aching cock again as his mouth sucked and licked the skin of my balls, drawing moan after moan from deep inside me.
"I've wanted this so bad, I'm not gonna last long if you keep that up!" I warned. "Feels so good."
"I'm just getting started," he replied. With that he lowered his mouth to my perineum and pushed his tongue hard against it.
"Oh God!" I yelled as I wiggled around at the intense sensations, realizing how exposed I was with my legs up this high. I knew he intended to take full advantage of that fact as I felt his tongue drop even further and began flicking at my opening. My breathing was becoming ragged and disjointed as my head rolled back and forth moaning non-stop at the pleasure overwhelming me. My eyes popped open and a short grunt escaped my lips as I felt his tongue push into me. My hips unconsciously fucked his tongue with my ass. Never having anything in me other than my own finger and my wife's vibrator, I was beyond speaking as I moaned and grunted, thrashing on my back at this delicious invasion.
He could tell I was about to cum, and cum hard. Pressing hard with his thumb at the base of my cock, my orgasm died before it could launch. "Not just yet," he whispered. With that, he pushed a wet finger deep into my ass, pulled my rigid, leaking cock straight out from my body, and buried it in his warm, wet, soft mouth.
"OH SHIT!!" I screamed as my balls burned and my cock erupted, pouring hot streams of cum into his willing mouth. He swallowed hard and fast around my spasming cock, and I saw drops of white leaking out the corners of his lips. He held me in place with his hand and his finger as I jerked and twitched with each blast of cum. As I finally settled down, he pulled his mouth free and swiped the cum from his face into his mouth with a single finger.
I laid on the ground next to the hot tub breathless and occasionally twitching, as the last ripples of my orgasm rolled over me.
"Jesus, you damn near killed me. I came so hard!" I told him.
"Yep, that was a good one." He replied, as if it was no big deal. "C'mon, Jen's going to be home soon. Let's grab some food and talk awhile." He licked his lips, smiling and walked towards the kitchen.
I managed to climb to my feet and join him. We didn't bother to get dressed as we made sandwiches, grabbed a couple more beers, and talked about everything but what just happened.
Jen came home a bit later with the kids. It turned out the kids were spending the next couple nights at grandma's house a few blocks away. "Uncle David" was pretty popular since he seemed happy to give endless horseback rides. After dinner, Jen loaded the minivan and took Jessie and Chris to their grandma's house, while Eric and I sat out by the pool relaxing and digesting.
I sat in the lounge chair with my eyes closed, listening to the water and thinking about the afternoon and feeling satisfied. I could feel my cock begin to stir in the loose shorts I was wearing. I looked over at Eric a couple feet away to see if he'd noticed. He was laying back with his eyes closed the same way I was, but the difference was that he was stroking a full hard on pulled out the large leg hole of his shorts. I moved off of my chair and crawled to the edge of his. I stared at his cock as the first drop of moisture formed at the tip and his breathing deepened.
"Let me do that," I said pushing his hand away and replacing it with both of mine.
Eric smiled, "I didn't want to ask, but I'm still so worked up from this afternoon."
"I'll just consider this a second helping of dessert," I replied.
He chuckled, then sighed deeply as I lowered my mouth over his cock and dropped one hand to massage his balls as I sucked him in hard and long strokes. As my mouth moved up and down his length, my hand jacked the base of his cock causing him to moan and begin to squirm in his seat.
"Oh God, I'm gonna cum..." he rasped. Then he flooded my mouth with his second hot load of cum as I swallowed hard and fast, not losing a single drop. I sucked and licked him clean as he shuddered and twitched in his chair.
"Just what I needed to cap off the day," I stated.
"God, that felt so good," he breathed. "I want to return the favor so bad, but I just heard the garage door opener. I'll make it up to you."
"No need. Truth is, I did it more for me...ya know, selfish reasons," I said smiling.
"Yeah, but it's not like I didn't get anything out of it." He leaned forward and looked deep into my eyes, "Besides, I can't wait to taste that next load I coax out of your hard, wet cock."
I felt the tingles run from the base of my skull all the way to my ass, the same ass that was invaded by his hot tongue just a few hours earlier.
Jen came in and we ended up just watching some TV and talking about life, kids, work, play, and surviving. When I wasn't trying real hard to concentrate on the conversation, my mind was wandering to what happened earlier, how much I wanted more, and how hot I was getting looking at these two in their summer shirts and shorts. Jen is gorgeous, with curves and fullness in all the right places. She has sharp green eyes, dark hair, and olive skin. My eyes kept moving from Eric's noticeable bulge, to Jen's long legs as they disappeared into her shorts, to her ample cleavage. I think she caught me once or twice, but I just smiled and yapped away, deflecting anything with conversation. I had to shift positions several times to try and hide my painfully hard cock.
When Jen stepped out to get another drink, Eric just smiled at me and slipped his hand down the front of his shorts, obviously fondling himself and teasing me in the process. As she walked back in the room and looked at him, he pulled his hand free, remarking "gotta make those adjustments when necessary."
"Looks like the result of more than an adjustment there, buddy," she said, noting the hardness in his shorts and reaching down and giving it a squeeze.
At that point I started to feel like a third wheel and the long day with travel and "play" was catching up with me since it was pretty late. I excused myself, said goodnight, and headed for the guest room. I looked back over my shoulder before turning the corner and saw Jen slide next to Eric and reach her hand up the nearest leg hole of his loose white shorts. Lucky guy, I thought.
I stepped into the room, guided by the night light on the far wall. I noticed my bags were already in the room. I pulled all my clothes off, tossing them towards my bags and slipped into the freshly made bed. I moved both hands between my legs, one to pull on my already hard cock, and the other stroking my soft aching balls. I intended to have a long, slow stroke, but it felt so nice and I was so comfortable, that I drifted off to sleep before getting very far.
My eyes started to blink open as I began to wake up. At first I couldn't figure out where I was and what was going on. But, it didn't take me long to remember I was in the guest room with the faint glow of the night light on the walls and ceiling. What was going on was that my covers had been pulled back and I couldn't help but notice that there was someone lying between my legs and there was a warm, wet mouth sliding up and down the length of my hard cock. I didn't lift my head up to look, but reached down with my hands and stroked Eric's hair as he worked me over. I moaned quietly, not wanting to make too much noise and get us busted, and rolled my head back and forth on the pillow as my body moved all on it's own with the sensations Eric was causing with his very effective oral work. As my head rolled hard to the left, I had to do a double take. There, in a chair less than 6 feet away, was Jen. My eyes bugged open as I noticed she was completely naked, her legs spread wide, two fingers buried deep in her obviously wet pussy, and her eyes completely fixed on Eric's mouth and my cock.
I stared, fascinated by her beauty and the erotic vision she was as she worked her fingers in and out and watched her husband taking me deep into his mouth. God, she was beautiful. She finally looked over and noticed that I was awake and watching her. She just smiled and raised one hand to her mouth and gently licked some of the juices from her fingers. Eric lowered his mouth to my balls and began licking and sucking them as I motioned Jen over to me and mouthed the words, "I want to taste you too." She just smiled wider, lifted herself up from the chair, then bent down and kissed me deeply. I could taste her pussy on her mouth as her tongue invaded mine. She stood up, still smiling, and turned towards Eric. Swinging her right leg over my head, she lowered her sweet, wet pussy onto my mouth as my arms went up and gripped her hips and pulled her down. As she bent over and rubbed her hard clit against my tongue, I could feel her smaller hand grip the base of my cock and she whispered for Eric to take me back in his mouth so she can watch him closer.
I was in pure heaven. My mouth was filled with hot, sweet juices from Jen's soaking wet pussy and my achingly hard cock was wrapped in the wet warmth of her husband's, my friend's, mouth.
Jen began to rock her hips back and forth, grinding her clit on my flattened tongue as her breathing became more and more labored. " Oh God! I can't take this. You two are gonna make me cum so fast." Her hips were synchronized with her hand that moved up and down the base of my cock, feeding it to Eric, as his hands caressed my tightened balls. I could feel one of his hands drop lower and begin to rub my perineum. Jen's voice just droned on..."Oh God....Oh God!"
Then I heard Eric's voice. "Watch this." His mouth came off me and I heard him spit on his finger. In the moment he pulled off, I felt her smaller softer mouth engulf me. My cock surged and my spine bent up with the sensation of her mouth on me and his finger now pushing into my tight ass.
"Oh my God!" I mumbled into her grinding flesh. My body rocked with Eric's finger now stroking in and out of me, and Jen's mouth and hand working my burning cock up and down. I felt her mouth finally release me as my balls began to burn and my toes began to tingle with my coming orgasm. I moaned and groaned into her pussy as she pressed down on me and smeared my face with her juices.
"Oh God! I'm gonna cum!" she screamed as his mouth again swallowed my leaking cock. Then I felt her body explode in a shattering orgasm as she screamed again and again. Her cum flowed over my face, into my hair, and onto my neck. Only seconds later my muffled cry and the thrust of my hips signaled the rush of cum that erupted from my cock and blasted into Eric's waiting mouth. As he struggled to swallow, I could hear Jen encouraging him with a shaking voice. "That's it baby, get it all. Suck him dry, get all of his cum." She finally lifted herself off of my drenched face and as I looked down I saw them kissing deeply and passionately, sharing my cum in their mouths. Jen's hand was still stroking my still hard cock as Eric's finger slipped out of my ass. I shuddered a couple of times with the last spasms of my orgasm.
Jen reached out with her other hand and pulled on Eric's wet-tipped cock and looked at me. "Do you want this?" she asked.
I simply nodded and licked my lips still covered in her wetness.
She pulled him around the bed to the side by my head and led his cock towards my open mouth. I reached out with my hand to pull it in as Jen swung a leg over my body and, facing us, lowered herself onto my cock. I felt the warmth of her pussy swallow it as the sensation flooded my body at the same time the tip of Eric's cock slid into my mouth.
Jen ground her pussy against my body in a circle, never pulling up, making a sighing, moaning sound. Eric leaned over me, placing his hands on the bed and beginning to fuck my mouth as I gripped the base of him and stroked him between my lips. He started to grunt and moan with each stroke, and then I reached the other hand around and ran my fingertips back and forth along the crack of his ass.
"Oh shit! I'm cumming again!" Jen's voice screamed as her body bucked and twitched on me, the spasms of her orgasm contorting her body. I could feel more of her wetness run down my shaft and onto my balls to the bed.
Jen stood up and told Eric to switch places with me. He reluctantly pulled his cock from my gripping mouth and he laid down while I stood. As he reached out to pull my cock to his mouth, Jen stopped him. "I've got a better place to put that." She said. "I want to see a real cock sliding into your ass instead of my strap-on, okay?" she asked.
Eric just smiled and nodded as she led me around to the foot of the bed. He scooted his butt to the edge of the bed and lifted his legs high in the air. Reaching down with his hands, he pulled his cheeks apart and opened himself up to me. Jen gripped my cock hard and pointed it at Eric's opening. I was still so wet from her pussy that the head popped right in. Eric grunted loudly and whispered, "Oh yeah..."
Jen looked up at me with a very serious look on her face that stopped me. "I want you to be gentle, but I want you to fuck him good and hard when he's ready. And if you're good, I'll even share his cum with you." She smiled wickedly. She was really enjoying this.
Eric had time to adjust to me while she talked and I began to push myself deeper into him. Jen stood and moved to mount Eric's face as he moaned, "Oh God yes..." I saw her eyes close for a moment as his tongue entered her pussy, tasting the mix of juices there. When her eyes opened again, she lowered herself on top of him and slowly sucked his raging cock into her soft, warm mouth. From where she was she had a close-up view of my cock pushing deeper and deeper into her husband's ass as he moaned louder with every inch.
Finally I bottomed out and could feel Jen's hair against my belly as she slid her mouth up and down his cock. I could hear the wet sounds of his mouth feasting on her soaking flesh. And I could feel the unbelievable tightness of his opening around the base of my cock as I pulsed deep inside him.
"Now fuck him...please..." she asked as she licked the sides and head of his cock, the skin glistening with a mix of her spit and mine. I gripped his legs in my hands and drew myself back and pushed deep into his ass again. Eric grunted hard and pulled his cheeks apart even further. I pulled back and pushed into him again, then again, building a rhythm as his ass gripped my cock hard on each stroke.
I looked down at Jen; the curve of her back, down to her soft ass, the strong looking legs, all moving to grind her needy pussy against the willing mouth of the man she loved. I could see her eyes wide, watching my slow firm movements as I fucked her husband. I never thought anything would go this far. I couldn't have dreamed this up. Things simply took on a life of their own and we suddenly found ourselves at this unbelievable point of explosive erotic pleasure. I watched as Jen's hips began to gyrate in a tight circle, taking her pleasure from Eric's mouth, her cries and moans signaling her closeness to cumming again.
My hips began to bounce back with the force of my thrusts into Eric as I fucked his ass harder and faster, the tight grip of him on me getting me closer again. His lower body moved to meet each thrust and also pushed his cock deep into Jen's mouth as his moans became a constant drone mixed with hard grunts.
"Eric, I'm cumming baby!" she choked out as her body wracked with spasms and her juices poured out into his mouth. A moment later he cried out into her pussy and his whole body jerked as shot after thick shot of hot cum exploded into Jen's mouth. I could see it run down his shaft onto his balls as I struggled to hold out as his ass spasmed and jerked as I continued to fuck him.
Jen jumped up. Her cum-covered face moving towards mine. "Cum for him. Fill his ass with your cum." She slobbered out and then kissed me hard and deep, pushing a mouthful of Eric's cum into my mouth. That did it. With that trigger, my body jerked back and my cock blasted cum deep inside him. Jen's mouth wouldn't let me go as Eric's cum swirled in our mouths, my cry filling her head as spasm after spasm filled his ass with my cum. Finally, Jen's mouth let my tongue go. As she did I licked the cum from her face, the final twitches of my orgasm trickling the last of my cum into Eric. Another spasm from Eric and my softening cock was pushed free. Jen leaned up and kissed my again, softly and deeply this time. "Thank you...Thank you for this." She whispered.
"No...I can't thank you enough for what you've both given me today." I whispered back to both of them. I leaned down and kissed her one more time before she turned to passionately and lovingly kiss Eric, holding each other and tasting all that we had done. I sat back in a nearby chair and watched them caress each other, watched her reach down and push his semi-hard cock inside her and just hold him there, watched them kiss deeply and completely for what seemed like forever.
And I still had another day...
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© 2002 Ethan Glass