It is hard to imagine a man’s cock has that much heat in it but as the head slipped past my lips and I felt him take on his natural rhythm my throat expanded to his warmth, welcomed him to where he belonged.
The stone steps where I knelt provided a stark contrast to the cold Northeastern afternoon to the heat from this mans hips and the scent emanating from his balls. Though he likes to be squeaky clean, he knows I prefer his masculine natural scent. Heady stuff.
He was there volunteering at a local soup kitchen when I texted him to see what he was up to. Of course he was helping someone else and of course he took my call. He’s that kind of guy. Not knowing that I would be exploring the hot confines of his beautiful ass, I just enjoy hearing his voice. He could be reading the local weather and I’d be hard. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Watching these hot cadets from the local military college in their tight uniforms working in the kitchen and thinking naughty thoughts. And yourself?”
“I am thinking my own naughty thoughts. Can I stop by?” “I’m sitting on the steps out front, can’t miss me.” I’d find this man in downtown Mumbai at noon.
I can feel his sticky precum slide down my throat. That was my sign to ease up. As much as I wanted to eat his load and hear the magic, I wanted his ass more. The magic? His voice when he erupts. It is the most masculine whole, enveloping sound I have ever heard. I’ve only known him a short time and already his sounds, his scent, his voice have altered my psyche.
And of course it is more than that. His intelligence. His warmth. His interests. He does not judge me.
He told me I needed to get more rest.
His concern that I have too much on my plate tugs at my heart. It’s been forever since someone wished me well before a trip or a meeting.
So the sex we have right now is searing in its intensity
and it is a journey that has just begun.
But you know it is more than that . . .much more than that.
He took the call.
So vivid and passionate. Your writing emanates heat. A detail that was especially touching - where he tells you you should get more rest... his concern is so tender.
ReplyDeletePlus you always do an amazing job of selecting pics to go with your prose...
Great evocative post and as always your intermixing those photos with the lines is terrific. The notion of working one moment in a military setting kitchen then having you be inside of him - well that is fine cooking at its best!
ReplyDeleteMark
ReplyDeleteYes his comment of gettin more rest surprised me in a very special way. No other man has ever said something lime that to me. He knows how many plates I have spinning or could sense it -- but in these early days was just really cool to hear.
Jayson
ReplyDeleteWell let's just say that it is a about time and place and taking the smallest moments and making them erotic. Thanks man.
This is both sweet and hot at the same time.
ReplyDeleteYeah Mack -- that is a great summary on this guy -- great combination of friend, fuck buddy, brother. I'm ALL on that:)
ReplyDeletei feel like you've taken a stroll through my secret mind and picked all the filthy apples from my fantasy tree and baked them into a delicious, sinful, creamy apple pie. i have no words, only shaking legs, sticky fingers, and a very satisfied cock in my panties. thanks
ReplyDeleteNick,
ReplyDeleteDamn man, just your response has me hard. That's awesome that his impact on me has included you as well. And I think all of my readers would love to see the physical evidence of that sticky satisfied cock:)