A few weeks had passed since Rob and Darren’s visit, I had exchanged a few text messages with Rob, some late night d*unken cock vids sent to me when he was horny, but no actual meeting, and to be honest even the text messages had been a bit slow recently. I had of course met a few different guys and had adventures, but nothing in my mind compared to the taste of Rob.
The summer had come to an abrupt end, and a thunderstorm was battering the windows - the sound of the rain could be heard over the television, I do love extreme weather, so turned off the TV and decided to go upstairs and sit in my dark bedroom looking out at the storm, the odd flash of lightening illuminating the distant Manchester skyline.
I felt my pocket vibrating and reached for my phone, it was a voice message from Rob, saying that he had gone for a drive in the storm and found himself on my street, But had carried on as it didn’t look like I was home. I immediately replied saying I was at home just sat in the dark, and if he wasn’t too far away to turn round and come back.
Within ten minutes I heard a banging on my front door, running down to answer I was just hoping it was Rob, and as I opened the door, I could see a sodden guy just stood trying to shelter from the onslaught.
“ get in here and take off that jacket, let me get you a towel to dry yourself down”
Without any hesitation Rob walked in, removing the jacket and asking where he could put it. I took it off him and put it in the downstairs loo, hanging it up so could drip dry as much as possible.
We move into the kitchen and sit at the island, chatting over a warm cup of coffee. Rob had explained that he was sorry for going so quiet lately, he had basically had been trying to come to terms with everything that had happened when we last met, and that the wank videos he had sent me were normally on an evening where he had been out meeting women, sometimes taking them home for a quick fuck, but was unable to get the thoughts of us out of his head, and whilst she lay there asleep in his bed, he would get hard again thinking of using my throat one more time.
“Thats fine” I replied “It’s a lot to take in, just because I sucked your cock, doesn’t mean you are gay, you just had a problem, and I was there to help you”
Rob laughed, and explained that ever since the day he saw me through the window with Darren he had not seriously thought about being with women, and although he had gone on numerous dates, this was just to try and get rid of those thoughts, but this was failing him. He had downloaded a few gay dating apps, setting up blank profiles, just so he could look but hadn’t had the balls to message anyone
“from memory you have ample balls” I quipped.
“What these” Rob joked grabbing his crotch
“Fuck my jeans are soaking, do you mind if I take them off?”
Of course I had no objection, and within seconds, there was Rob sat in my kitchen with just a t-shirt and a pair of Calvins on. There wasn’t any sign of arousal, so I guess the wanting to take his jeans off was genuine and not ploy to kick start anything.
I put his jeans in the Tumble dryer, and said due to the noise, that we should move to the living room.
“Fancy another coffee, I’d offer something stronger, but I know you are driving”
“Coffee would be lovely”
Rob follows me to the living room, cup in hand, I sit on the sofa, thinking Rob would sit on the chair, however he sat right next to me.
“I feel a bit of a tit sat here in my pants whilst you’re fully dressed” Rob sheepishly stated.
“Oh I’m sorry, do you want me to get you a pair of trackies, or maybe a robe” I replied.
“Nah it’s ok, but why don’t you match me!”
I looked and could see a small stirring in the Calvins, I sort of had a feeling I knew where this was going.
“ Ok but I have to warn you, I am commando under these PJ bottoms, so it’s up to you.”
Rob kept quiet for a moment, and before I knew it he whipped off his Calvins and t-shirt, sitting back down naked on the sofa, and it didn’t take me long to match suit.
I felt Rob’s eyes moving down towards my cock, eyeing up what was on offer, I have to admit, I was a little more than semi at this point, and Rob was in the same predicament.
“Would you mind if I tasted your cock” Rob politely asked, “I’ve never done that before and just curious, I don’t know how good I will be but I would like to try”
I leaned back on the sofa, offering up my manhood, and with no second thought Rob’s mouth enveloped my meat. Fuck this was so good, you would have thought he was an experienced sucker, the moment his lips touched me, I was rock hard, Taking the full length in, and then using his tongue inside his mouth to go up and down on my cock.
Movement started and his head was soon moving up and down my shaft, and then a pause as he got to the base, then he slowly raised back to my head. With just my helmet in his mouth and his tongue investigating my slit, this was just fantastic.
“I’m gonna cum any second” I gasped.
Rob made no attempt to move, just kept sucking my helmet and rimming my piss hole. I reach climax, shooting waves of man milk into Rob’s mouth, again he just kept on sucking and swallowing his prize. I fall back into my chair, spent.
Rob was fully erect, and I apologised saying I just needed a few minutes to catch my breathe and then I would repay the favour.
“That’s fine, do you want a coffee” Rob asked
“I’d much rather a wine now, why don’t you have one too, you can always sleep in spare room and go in the morning, if we have too much”
Rob heads to the kitchen, bringing back two large glasses of Pinot, sitting again on the sofa, both of us naked we have a little chat. I told Rob I was shocked that he swallowed on his first time, to which he replied that he had tasted his own on several occasions, as often used to shoot his load in his ex-wife, and then lick her out, sucking up his own juices.
Whilst this thought made my cock retract a little, I could see that Rob was getting a semi on again.
“Is there anything that you would like to try, I am open to most things Rob”
“Well I would like to fuck you, I’ve never done anal at all, and have always wanted to try, but never had the nerve to approach the subject.”
I suggested we get another glass of wine, and head on up to my room and sort that out.
Sitting on the edge of my bed, I start to lick Rob’s beautiful balls, reawakening the beast just above. I take it in trying to mimic the fantastic blow job that he gave me. Rob put his hands on the side of my head and pushes me further down, pulling me back up, walking himself with my mouth. Then suddenly pulled out, pushing me onto my back.
Rob lifted my legs and spat on my hole, using a finger to moisten me, opening me up again. I hear a further spit, as Rob dribbles saliva onto his cock, then rubbing it in.
“Take it easy at first Rob”
He as gentle entering me, going in millimetre by millimetre, until my body had gotten used to him. His bountiful balls resting on my arse cheeks. Then he starts to slowly gyrate, gathering pace, then slowing. Teasing my prostrate, I could feel myself getting hard again. His rhythm intensified and was soon pounding away at me, panting, still holding my legs a high he falls agains me with a loud grunt. I feel his seed pumping thick and fast inside me.
Rob retracts, but still holding my legs up, he moves down, and I feel the warmth of his tongue enter my battered hole. Oh my god, this was so horny, he was licking out his own cum from my arse, leaving me all clean.
I am pushed onto my side, Rob spoons me, whispering
“I don’t really want to sleep in the spare room, can I just stay here like this?”
I let out a whimpering agreement, and just cuddle into the spoon, Robs cock and balls nestling into my cheeks.
We fall asleep |
