I never for a moment thought Scott would take my joke as a challenge. A challenge that to both of our amusement seemed to be rather tricky. We had created a game of twister without the Matt. By god, could Scott make his tongue and lips work. I could feel his tongue on my inner thigh as he searched for some loose material or thread that maybe his teeth could catch on to. I wasn't quite in heaven but I knew my emotions and senses were definitely leaving this planet. He knew how to work his tongue. He could make it go flat and spread out. He could make it go thin, pointed and solid. He could make it curve and wrap round. This went on for a good ten minutes. Scott was lifting my body and turning it. His muscles were ripping and I was getting to see the real strength that he had. Sometimes my body being suspended in mid air by Scott with no more effort than as if he was holding a stuffed teddy in the air. I was liking it. . a lot. Finally Scott managed to get himself In a favourable position. With his head on my stomach he stuck his tongue out and got it pointed and stiff. He carefully moved his head and tongue to the band at my waist. I could feel his stiff tongue going under the band. It felt good. He started to slowly lift his head making sure he didn't lose grip with his tongue. The fucker was doing it. He was actually managing to get my boxers off.
Snap! Ouch! Scotts tongue had lost grip. The elasticated band snapping right on to the tip of my poor unfortunate penis. The pain lasting no more than 10 seconds. We both looked at each other and in an instant 2 grown men were laughing in a bed uncontrollably. "Can't we do this the old school way?" Scott asked trying to catch his breath. "I think we should. I mean, how are you meant to report this to Health and Safety". I replied. Scott moved down the bed and got a gentle hold of the top of my boxers, bit into them and continued to make his way down the bed. He resurfaced at the top with a wide grin and my boxers hanging from his teeth.
To you this might be 'boring . . get on with it' but to me our transaction meant so much. I was finding new feelings, thoughts and emotions. I was learning about Scott, his strength, his gentleness, his body, his humour. I was in a happy place.
We lay there for a while 'appreciating' each others bodies. "Hey pup, how are you with massages?" Scott asked sitting up."I don't know but I'll give it a try if you want". I replied.
Scott lay face down on the bed. I never thought I would find myself being turned on as much by the sight of the back of someone. I hope you've been fortunate enough to witness what I was looking at. Don't ask me why but his peachy, bubble bottom was playing havoc with my dick.
I was sitting up leaning into Scott. "Are you comfy there pup?" On this occasion I lied "yeah, I'm okay". I didn't want my fun to stop. I was rubbing, massaging, feeling and manipulating every muscle on his neck, arms and upper back body. It felt good. "Well, if you're sure it's just that anybody else would sit on the built-in seat". With that he reached round and slapped his own arse. My cock gave a few twitches and within seconds I was sitting on top of Scott arse cheeks to arse cheeks. It felt good. My arse was not quite the same as Scotts. It had a nice shape to it and was firm to soft but, alas, certainly didn't have the same muscle tone as Scott.
"That'll do for now" Scott flexed the muscles in his butt and ever so slightly twisted his body. Hahaha I'd been evicted. I simply cannot express how I was feeling at that moment in time but I felt as if I was the luckiest guy in the world.
Suddenly Scott pounced on top of me, grabbed my wrists and pinned them adjacent to my ears. Oh no! Please, not tonight, not again. I think Scott sensed my panic and he released his grip slightly. He moved his head to my ear and whispered softly, gently and calmly "This is your night pup. No pain. Just relax and enjoy. Your going in a journey to ecstasy". He kept his mouth beside my ear. His breathing was warm, calm, relaxed and controlled. He started lightly licking and nibbling at my ears. The sound of his saliva so close to my ears played havoc with my internal body sensors. It felt good. His tongue went in my ear, round my neck, in my mouth. His hands were round my back, my arms, my cheast, my legs, my thighs, my butt. He made sure to stop at every muscle and gave each it's required attention.
Scott seemed to be enjoying himself. He didn't speak much but I knew from his body sounds that he was enjoying something. He slowly worked his way down my body until he reached my bulging ready to explode hard on. I tried without much success to stifle my groans. Scott put his mouth just above my dick and let slabbers fall on to it. He was both stroking and with his wrist twisting away at my prick. Oh shit, I was LOVING it. He was in at my balls and licking the length of my shaft. I let out such a loud moan. Something was wrong, I felt faint, the room was spinning. Both my cock and myself found a nuclear bomb loaded with ecstasy and it was going to explode. Scott seemed to know what was happening. He had a firm grip on my arse. He opened his mouth wide and took my cock in his throat. I didn't even touch the back of it. "Fuck! Oh fuck. Watch Scott I'm gonna come". Scott did not budge. I released and he accepted the biggest load of spunk I had ever produced. It felt orgasmic. I lay there panting for a good while. Scott was smiling "You're the first guy that I've had that has sweet tasting cum".
We lay there for a bit just cuddling and caressing.
I sat up eventually and looked at Scott "How do we deal with you?". I asked with genuine concern.
Scott looked at me and stroked my hair. "Pup, you weren't the only one who benefited from tonight. Besides, I think I have a safe plan for tomorrow night" We both lay there saying nothing but our touches speaking volumes...
And with that readers, until tomorrow, I bid you Good Night...
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