Ch. 53 Bombshell Night Continues

After the Bombshell hit, back in bed all night once again

Hi Guys,

I just wanted to say a couple of things before I tell you what happened in my bedroom after the fireplace encounter. Larry and I have had very few all-night sessions together. The first at the lake was insane, it was the first time for him to have sex with a guy, and basically the first time for me with a real caring guy. The follow up time for us was at Big Sur a couple of months later. Our week together in Big Sur was in the first week of May. It’s the last week of October now, that’s how long it’s been since we got to sleep together all night! Damn, that’s a long fucking time to wait! So, be aware, what I’m going to write next might give you an idea of our current mindset. Don’t think we haven’t had sex together since then, because we have. This event is a lot more than just sex for us.

So, I promised you I’d pick up the story after we were alone in front of the fireplace. The last chapter got too long to add any more content. But our day kept going anyway, chapter be damned, it would have to wait now. So, let’s pick it up from where I left off, Larry had wanted me inside him, but not the easy way, he wanted to feel pain. My only guess, it was his way of reacting to the embarrassing acknowledgment that was forced out of him by the wives. That’s just my guess, and you know what, I’m not going to push him for an answer. I’m going to be there for him and do what he wants from me, end of story.

We stayed in the position he wanted, very still, and not very comfortable for me, oh poor little me, huh? I didn’t speak a word of this until now, it’s not what he needed from me at the time. And, I’m not baling on him at all. But eventually, something clicked for him, maybe it was that I was there for him. I’ve done things in the past to prove I can be the trusted buddy when required. I kept my mouth shut, but I was running my fingers over any part of his body I could reach, just gentle caring strokes though.

Larry finally spoke up, maybe 10 minutes into our union, I don’t really know exactly how long, there’s no clock in the Living Room. But he was very ready for a return to my favorite hunky, sexy Babe now. “Marc, do you have the bottle of lube close by?” I picked up the bottle and showed him. “Please let me have it, okay?” For a moment, we broke our connection, surprisingly, I’m still kind of hard, well, get serious Marcus, let’s say I haven’t lost any length to speak of! Larry poured the lube on my dick and used his hand to rub me back to hard again. I mean there wasn’t ever going to be problem here, I’m as horny as I get, maybe more! He told me to get comfortable on my back because he’s going to ride my cock like a cowboy! “Really, a cowboy huh?” “Babe, shut the fuck up, I have serious plans for your cock right now!”

Larry all curly haired

This time there was no tight hole pain, the lube did its job. I had my feet towards the fireplace and Larry was on his knees with his right hand behind his back guiding my dick to its target. The only light in the room was the fireplace, so my Babe is in silhouette and his gorgeous blond body hair was shining like a golden halo. Even his curly blonde hair on his head was glowing; he hasn’t cut his hair in a while, so the curls are bigger than usual. I like his hair both ways, longer and definitely out of control, or after he has it cut short, which wipes out most of the curliness. This is a new experience for both of us, I bet he’s been watching porn lately to get ideas. Mums the word, I’m just thinking here. 

Like I said this is a new untried trick for us. Case in point, the amount of times my cock slipped out of his ass! Maybe if I was one of those ‘long-dong’ guys I hate being compared to; I wouldn’t be slipping out so easily. Well, Larry’s an Engineer, maybe the best in his business, leave it to him to find just the right angle to keep me inside. He asked me to move my knees up so he could lean back on my legs. I believe I was as deep into him as possible this way. He started rotating his hips making me really feel myself deep inside him. I used both of my hands to start playing with his cock, which was very hard for some time now. I was enjoying watching his dick bopping around while he was fucking my dick. I carefully took his balls into my hand, circling the loose ball sack skin above his two low hangers. As I carefully pulled down his ball sack made his cock look more like my pole. My attention to his junk wasn’t a distraction from his activities with my dick. However, once I started to focus on how I was handling the activity, I was sure my time was about up. I thought this is it, let him know I’m struggling now, I could cum in a heartbeat. Larry stopped moving and let me go deep inside him and switch over to words. “Babe, I want to feel you pumping cum into me, I wish there was a way to see you cumming in me, that would be fucken awesome. Don’t stop rubbing my dick, play with my balls too, I won’t cum on you, I want you touching me, please." Well, I listened to enough from him, between focusing on cumming and him trying to get me hot, I came. Not just once or twice, once he felt my dick spurting, he stepped up the sexy banter. I don’t know how many times I shot my cum into him, but I kept up the squeezing of those pelvic muscles, like I was trying to hold off peeing when there’s no place to take a piss. I know for a fact I overdid this on him, I know he could feel my dick pulsating right at his asshole, he was in on the joke. I know when he does that to me it drives me up the fucking wall. That’s exactly my mindset right now, I want him to climb the fucking wall too. When I gave up playing cum jockey with him, I laughed some, you know that knowing laugh that comes after shooting off a load. That was not missed by him too, he laughed softly all the way up to my mouth and decided that was a great parking spot for his tongue. I agreed but thought turn around was fair play as well, my tongue had a mind of its own tonight!

The fire was still working its magic for us, but I could see another log would work even more magic. However, my guy is asking about my comfort right now, sweet guy, huh? Maybe my hardwood floors are harder than a couple of blankets could soften up for us. Maybe his comfort is on the line too? Damn straight! “Marcus, I love the fire, kind of reminds me of the pot belly stove at the lake, remember?” “How could I forget.” “Do you think we could, maybe use your bed now?” “Well, I haven’t changed the sheets yet; it might smell like Lisa is in there with us.” “So, it might be better than funky old you! 😛 I’m only kidding you; I love your musky smell.”

Well, Larry did have my best interest in mind. Strike that, my best ass position in mind!” That sweet guy worry’s about my knees more than me, and I think maybe he’s got a plan for my ass that my hardwood floor would make painful. I’m thinking that’s it; I’ll know soon enough. Larry substantiated my thinking right now, saying, “Babe, you know you have to get those fucken knees replaced, they are hurting you more and more.” “I know Babe, I know, it’s something I don’t want to face yet. I’ve talked to some older guys from Corporate, and they all said it’s a long recovery and painful too!” “Marcus, I’ll be here everyday to help you.” “Yeah, you work too, you know.” “Sweetheart, lover boy, I can ask to work from home for a while. Your office is big enough for both of us, besides, you’ll be on medical leave if you’re smart! And both of our wives can’t work from home anyway, so they can’t help you.” 

Larry reminded me about something I did for him years ago. “Marc, I remember when you sat with me for hours every day while I was in the hospital with a burst appendix. You were there when I woke up and you were there when I feel asleep, hell, you helped me walk to the fucken toilet too. And the most I did for you was let you see my ‘cute ass’. You know something, I wanted you to see it too! I read what you wrote about that week, you made me cry reading it Babe.” “I didn’t mean to make you cry, I wanted to tell the guys how much I cared about you!” Then he told me that he was that close to blowing his cover with me but was afraid I might break off our friendship if I found out how he felt about me. “Holy shit Babe, I’m just finding out now about this? That was so many fucken years ago, and we carried on like we did! Man, Lisa was right, we really were stupid.” Larry said he was so sorry. I told him to cut it out, if I had the balls myself, I could have ended the charade too. (Marcus, you need to focus; get back to the fucking!)

We shut down the house and made sure the fireplace screen was back in place and the blankets folded for another day. We brought our clothing into my bedroom and turned down the comforter. I can’t wait for the whole week without fixing the bed Lisa’s way! Larry climbed into Lisa’s side of the bed, which is his side at home, and I climbed into my side. Notice the word climbed used, even me at 5’10” I have to jump up to get into bed, Lisa has a small stool for help. Larry just looked like he was hurdling a short fence, twisted himself in the air and landed on his back! With a bounce too! What is he 15 years old! If Lisa was here watching him, she’d yell, “Out, out of here, until you grow up!” I bet she’d really say that too! 

Larry told me he has an appointment with my ass, so be ready for a bucket of cum he’s been working on for me. Did either one of us bring the lube? Of course not, we brought our clothing though. Larry offered to go get it but it’s fucking dark in the house now, I need him in perfect shape, no stubbed toes, no bruising by banging into furniture, from the long walk to the Living Room. I volunteered to go get it for us, besides I have ‘Alexa Echo Dots’ around the house. I just tell Alexa to turn on certain lights going and turn them off coming back. Did I tell you I love Alexa? I think I did once. 

As I entered the waiting ass zone on my side of the bed, my Babe was already on his knees working on the beautiful cock of his. No time will be wasted tonight. “Babe tell me what to do, I’m all yours for the taking!” He told me to move to the middle of the bed and lay on my back. I guess there’s not going to be any falling off the bed tonight; good! Done deal, I’m so fucking ready for him, it’s been too long since I’ve felt him deep inside me. I’m all about tonight, but my head is already into next week, all alone with him every fucking night. I think I could cum just from that vision in my head!

I opened my legs for him

I’ll let him move me into any position he desires, and I’m hoping for several positions tonight too. I don’t give a fuck if we keep at it all night. (Okay Marcus, you horny fucker, you’re not 20 anymore, just stay the fuck awake, okay!) Ha ha, I’m so fucking giddy right now, I can’t wait for his cock in me. The first move he made on me was to open my legs and lift them up. I helped by using both arms under my raised thighs to keep them up for him. I felt the lube he was putting into my asshole, and I watched him apply some to his swollen cock too. It’s feeling like it’s taking forever to get ready, but it’s not really, the anticipation of being entered has changed somewhat with all the lube being used. I guess he’s sparing me the pain he wanted to feel for himself just a little while ago.

The waiting was over in exactly one half second, I felt the swollen head of his cock start to enter me, and then he was completely inside, balls to the wall inside, he was. (Okay, so we've seen some Star Wars Episodes together.) I was more in shock of how easy he got inside me; I fully expected a little wincing on my part, but now I feel him plunging in and out, over and over, and I don’t want him to stop! He grabbed my own growing cock and started to rub it for me; it wasn’t that long ago that he made me erupt a geyser of my own, damn, now I’m getting hard again. I told him, “Babe, play with my balls, you can be a little rough with them too; no, be as rough as you want, I can take it.” “You sure?” “Fucking sure!” Well, I asked for it, not his fault that my eyeballs almost popped out of my head! The pain was not that bad, it came quicker than I thought it would though. And then, he spent time making them feel better by rolling them between his palms softly. If he could reach them with his mouth, I’m sure he’d nurse them back there, but that wasn’t possible right now. What I did experience was his cock buried deep inside me while he was in ball play with me. (I think I forgot guys don’t always know how to multitask. That’s okay, I’m not sure I can experience the multitasking that is going on right now anyway.) I was making more unintelligible sounds than normal for us tonight, pleasure, pain, desire, expectation, each had it own sound, I’m pretty sure about that too. None of which was missed by my Babe, that beautiful hunk of mine reacted to each sound with a move of his own. Talk about dialogue I don’t know how to spell for you, you’re just going to have to use your imagination here. But it signaled time to change positions for him.

Larry asked me to lay down on my stomach. I said, “Ask and receive.” And I spun around in bed, I never sleep on my stomach anymore, that was a kid thing with me, I’m a side sleeper. I bet he’ll have me on my side soon enough! I guess that wasn’t exactly what he had in mind, so he took one of my pillows and told me to lift my butt up so he could place the pillow under my hips. Apparently, that pleased his sense of geometry, and angle of attack for the hole in one, because he didn’t go for a second pillow. What he went for was a hard slap on my naked ass! “What the FUCK Babe! That fucken stung!” “Nothing really, I just like to hear the sound your ass makes when I slap it!” Now, I had to have my say, “so, how about I shave your ass so I can hear what your naked ass sounds like?” “That wouldn’t help, my ass is more muscular than yours.” “So, I guess you’re saying your ass would sound more like a thud, huh?” “Babe, I’ve planned on some serious fucking to do yet, or would you rather just talk about slapped butt sounds instead?” “That was a rhetorical question, right?” Do I have to tell you the answer? It was rhetorical and his hard cock was back inside my ass where it belonged once again. 

(Just in case you guys are wondering about us, and just in case I haven’t made it painfully clear, neither one of us are experienced bottoms, we spent our lives as married male tops. What we’ve discovered by just trying to being there for each other, especially since we really got together last March, we do like bottoming for each other. In fact, let’s elevate the ‘like’ to a ‘love’ position, okay?)

I let out a sound as if I lost all the air in my lungs, “whoof.” “God damn Babe, is that your cock, or did you just shove a ball bat up my ass?” Maybe I needed more lube, or he thought I needed to feel his pain from in front of the fireplace earlier, or he just got fucking bigger than he is normal. “Ouch!” Well, it didn’t take long for me to adjust to him, but I don’t do pain as well as him. Maybe he felt my pain, he is not one to cause pain ever, he’s always asking if I’m okay, tonight he didn’t. Tonight, he is at his horniest ever, perhaps I should check to see if there’s a full moon 🌕 tonight! Before I let you think this came to a quick end, it didn’t, if anything it got more intense, but my asshole seemed to relaxed enough to accommodate him. (Yeah but my poor asshole was yelling at me all fucking night long, WTF, Marcus!)

It’s obvious, I’m going to be a bottom for a while longer because he requested, (I was going to write, ordered me, but on reflection, it was a request), to get out of bed and just lean over the bed leaving my ass vulnerable to attack again. As fast as I got into position, I was filled with his hard cock again, plunging in over and over again. I’m at a point of telling him to cum already, huh! I really don’t know how he’s holding off from cumming, I would have lost my load much earlier. But and it’s a big but, he’s having a helluva great time fucking me, and I’m not going to spoil it for him. I’m probably going to have to sit on a ‘donut pillow’ by the time he’s through with me. Ha ha.

Larry requested once more that I return to bed, in the middle once more, and lay on my back. Hey, no problem, my ass is in total agreement with the request this time. Once I was in position, he climbed on the bed as well, this time he was kneeling over me with both of my legs between his. “Marcus, don’t be upset with me okay?” “Why would I be upset?” “I want to do something I haven’t ever done with you.” Okay Babe you sure as hell have my attention I’m thinking, so I said, “Go for it Babe.” Still not sure what he had in mind yet, but that didn’t take long to find out.

Well it's something new for us, did we go too far?

Larry leaned back on his legs and mine too, he started to Jack off, nothing frantic and let’s get it over soon, no slow sensual stroking with his right hand and his left hand was playing with his low balls, mostly flipping them up with his fingers so they were swinging back and forth. Sometimes he was staring into my eyes to check on me, other times looking down at his junk. He spoke up in a minute and said, “Baby, when I cum I’m going to cum all over your chest and belly, and then I’m going to lick every drop up off you, and then I’m going to share it with you.” “Wow, awesome!” That was what came out of my mouth, we have never jacked off in front of each other before. I know you are going to say what about in my car this morning. That was not jacking off, that was bad planning from a guy that was super horny, he probably could have cum by just talking about it back then. 

I’m watching a performance now, and that man knew how to put on a show for me. Now I’m thinking, he’s going to want to see me do the same for him, I better come up with a plan sometime soon. I didn’t know that I could be so turned on watching him pleasure himself. He changed off hands often and since his cock rests on his belly when it’s full bore, that played into the act too. There were times when his cock would snap back to his belly. I thought that was more funny than hot, but mums the word on that until he reads it here. 

Being this was a new trick for us, it was mostly a quick trick. It’s a good bet the excitement of turning me on with something he’s been so private with, got to him and he let go a load big enough to forget he came this morning too. Hey, this morning was nothing, let’s call it a daytime nocturnal emission, it happened. Tonight, it happened all over my fucking chest and belly, but I swear he was aiming for my dick first, because he didn’t miss it at all. Once he was finished, my poor Babe looked exhausted, and was breathing hard. I told him to come lay on me, we’ll take care of the cleanup duty in a minute or so. This was pretty hot for me to watch, I needed a minute to be sure my brain was catching up with him. I hope I never forget this image, ever!

Well, maybe he wasn’t that tired, the little fucker ground his chest into mine making sure we were both covered in his cum. But he promised me a total tongue licking experience, and now he probably wants some help. If you saw how much cum he can produce, maybe he does need help. Of course, you know I love his sweet tasting cum, there won’t be a problem getting me to help with the cleanup. I did ask him to start on me first, but he suggested we get into a position where we could both work together. That little fucker probably had this in mind right from the start. I don’t have to tell him that I approved though, right? But I did ask him to start at my cum covered cock first. “No problem Babe!” Do I have to tell you what he presented to me to start on first as well, not that there was a spec of cum on it! 

My cat taught me how!

I wondered if he was going to ask me if we should shower before hitting the sheets for sleep. He didn’t ask, he told me, we should shower in the morning, that he wanted to smell the musk we created with each other. We spent a good 30 or more minutes licking each other clean. (I don't know, what are we cats!) The concept of him sharing his licked up cum just took a different form. I asked Alexa to turn off the lights and set a nightlight in the bathroom for him since this was his first overnight stay in my house. I don’t want him peeing in one of my plants because he can’t find the toilet in the dark! I asked him to sleep with me, not on the far-right side of the bed. We started face to face, which made us get back into tonsil hockey again, so one of us suggested we spoon instead, thank you Marcus for the suggestion! I chose to spoon him from behind, I’m not stupid, guess whose dick got to spend the night in my hand. No, not my dick, that’s just regular stuff around here. I told him my greatest joy will be waking up in the morning seeing his beautiful naked body lying next to me. He returned the sentiment with, “Baby, it’s what I dream about all the time too. This is a two-way street for us you know!” I told him, “goodnight love of my life!” “Goodnight Babe, you have a shower date with my ass in the morning, rest up!” We both softly laughed, mostly because were both exhausted, and needed to rest up.

Guess who was lying awake with his Babe’s dick in his hand for a long time. Yeah me, I’ve been dreaming about this moment for so long, how could I let it slip away with the simple act of sleep? I didn't care if his dick was hard or soft then; I just needed to hold it in my hand. Eventually I did drift off to sleep, at one point I lost my grip on his dick too but still had my arm around his hairy belly until that slipped away too. I got to live my dream once more with him, but tonight we are not the two dudes discovering themselves at the lake cabin 8 months ago. That was the most exciting thing I ever did, strike that, we did together. We didn’t love each other yet, we were just Bros infatuated with each other, or maybe it was lust? I’ll never forget one minute we spent together back then. Just thinking about that time can get me hard; but that was just the seed that germinated into the guys we are today.

Larry is softly snoring, and I don’t mind it at all; my wife snores too, sometimes I mind it, however, I’ve been told I’m the worst one of all! Hey, if I’m that bad, wouldn’t I wake myself up with my own racket? I had to tell my brain to shut the fuck up, I need to rest, tomorrow I have a performance in the master bathroom shower booked already!

FINALLY, I GOT TO SLEEP, SEE YOU IN THE MORNING 

Where's my covers

It was 7:37am when I woke up this morning, I was struggling between being a little cold and a lotta gotta pee. I looked down over my naked body, there’s no covers on me, I’m sure I covered myself before going to sleep though. I was lying like I always do, on my left side and facing the window. I turned over on my back, pulled on my dick, don’t ask, I just do. And I looked over to where Lisa should be, and I see Larry laying on his left side, naked and just smiling at me. And then he said, “Good morning lover boy!” “Hi Babe, you’re looking at me all naked and everything!” “Fucken right I am! I’ve been waiting a long time to be able to do this with you.” “Awe, do you really mean that? Oh, don’t answer that, it just came out before thinking.” He answered anyway and told me, “Marc, I’ve read every word you’ve written about us, and you’ve mentioned how you’ve wanted to wake up lying next to me. But you never wrote what I’d like to do.” “Babe, I’m so sorry, that’s just me writing what comes into my head at the time. Maybe, I should spend more time getting your input, huh.” “Yeah, good luck with that, I’ve got a long way to go before you can count on me like that.” “I don’t know why I even said that to you, just forget it.” “I don’t think so Babe, there had to be a reason for you to bring it up.” “You want the truth, I’m a little pissed at myself for not being able to express myself like you can. You make this look so easy; I don’t know how you do it.” “You want to know something, I haven’t a fucking clue myself how I do it. I just sit down with my iPad and start writing what happened, or what I’m thinking about.” And then I had to add, “Larry, Babe, you are the hardest person I have to write about in the journal. Most of the time I’m guessing what you are feeling inside. Not all the time though, if you’re horny I know exactly what you’re thinking about! Ha ha.” “Yeah, a no brainer, huh.” 

Just having a laugh together

Larry was still letting me know more about himself now. “Marc, so you weren’t upset with me when you woke up, huh? It was me; I was the one who took the covers off you, I just wanted to look at you sleeping all pretty and naked. I hope you know, you’re a big turn on for me.” “Do you really mean that? Not just saying that to excuse the ‘Peeping Tom’ in you?” “Okay, fuck you and your brother too!” “Ha ha, you’re the only brother I have!” “So, like I said!” Okay, now we are being just us, having fun at each other’s expense, and it's the thing I love the best about our kind of friendship. I did screw-up the courage to ask a favor of him though. “Babe, what if I said, seeing that 'wall-to-wall smile’ on your face this morning while you were ogling my 'perfect ass', was the coolest thing you’ve done for me. You know I love looking at you all the time, naked or dressed, (mostly naked though). I’d love to catch you looking at me like that anytime or anyplace, even if I was lying naked and asleep, that’s a rush I’d love to experience often!”

Not easy to find a picture of me dragging
my balls across my Babe, so please
accept this picture in it's place, besides
I think it's good representation of me! 😇

I told him I have to pee badly, to hold his thoughts and bed position until I come back to bed, okay! So, go figure it’s taking forever to finish peeing, what am I a fucking horse! Finally, a few shakes and I’m back to bed, and no I didn’t take the time to wash my hands too. My bad! My horny! I decided to act like the clown I’ve been accused of being at times, I entered the bed from his side which meant I had to climb over him making sure my balls dragged across him doing so. I was laughing, no, we were laughing as he grabbed onto any part of me his hand could reach while crawling over him. (Now you know even more about me!) 😋

Well, he remained in position as requested and I turned to lay facing him, for once my mouth was quiet for a couple of minutes. I was soaking in the sight of my naked Babe lying right next to me, which was looking fucking delicious. 😋Having curly hair means no bed head like me right now, he’s so fucking perfect looking. So, after struggling to keep my mouth shut for at least a couple of minutes, I spoke up, of course I did. “Babe, when I woke up a few minutes ago seeing you looking at me, I got all these butterflies in my stomach, or whatever you’d call them. I thought, he’s looking at me, like I was something special. What so special about me, I should have been looking at you.” “Marc, I was going to say ‘shithead’, but changed my mind, why would you think I’m not excited laying here naked next to you, why the fuck wouldn’t I love looking at you lying there next to me all naked and beautiful.” “I don’t know Babe, you’re the hunk here in bed with me. I don’t look anything like you. What’s to look at?” 

As I’m writing this now, there’s no question in my mind I was fishing for a compliment from him. Since Ellen has been saying nice stuff about me, I kind of like hearing it now. I’m always talking about how gorgeous he is, that hasn’t been inflating my ego one bit, if anything, it’s been deflating it pretty good. So, the love of my life took on the job to inflate my ego, and it felt fucking great! He started with, “Babe, so you want to know what I see in you that you haven’t heard already, huh? Well let’s start with what you just said, 'you don’t look like me'. Thank the Lord you don’t, I don’t think I could take seeing another me naked. I know you are my biggest fan, and believe me, you have helped me so fucken much to accept who I am. But when I see you, I get those ‘butterflies' too, if that’s what they are. I love touching your smooth skin, and your chest hair is so silky and perfect, I love touching that too. I know you talk about my blue eyes all the time; they came from my mother; but why would you think I didn’t fall in love with your big ‘puppy dog’ brown eyes.” I had to break into the love fest with, “Go on, I approve so far.” “Marcus, you really are a ‘shithead’ I should have started with that first! No, no you are not a ‘shithead’! I just love everything about you, including what you look like too, okay?” “Oh, that's way fucken more than okay!” "Let’s say we get to that shower date you booked last night, huh?”

CUT TO THE INSIDE OF MY HUGE CONCH SHAPED SHOWER

We are so into each other right now, came off spending the night together, the first since Big Sur. I bet if you were a fly on the wall watching us, you think we were adolescent boys discovering our sexuality. On the way over to the bathroom we were horsing around with each other, poking each other, and being goofy. Eventually, I had my arm around his neck, and I was kissing his ear, maybe more like nibbling his ear. While I was doing my thing with him, he grabbed my growing dick and made sure it was a useful boner!

My huge conch-shaped shower

Larry loves this enormous shower, and now believes me when I said the multi shower heads can hit parts of your body you wish it didn’t. I wrote about that before. However, maybe next week when he stays with me, we can figure out how to redirect the shower heads. That said, he let me turn on the faucets that don’t hurt your balls, and the rain shower head on the ceiling. I call this place a car wash for naked guys; my wife Lisa just uses the handheld shower head or soaks in the tub at night.

I had to tell him something I dreaded telling, my asshole was pretty sore from last night. I need to tell him about my change of plans, not sure how to tell him, but I will somehow. We both soaped up and then soaped each other up, that’s way more fun to do too. I think you might call us squeaky clean now, but still soapy. That’s a good reason to stand under the rain shower, besides it feels great too. There’s two built in tiled seats in the shower, probably designed for the ladies to shave their legs, I like to use them to suck his beautiful hard cock. (That’s my newer plan for his cock, not my ass this morning. So, I went for it and just told him, he’s compassionate, he understood.) 

Talk about perfect placement though, my mouth, his dick, line up perfectly sitting there. My plan is not to stop until I drain his balls completely. The only negative might be, as squeaky clean, he’ll have notes of soapy dick, and won’t smell like him. But I’ll suffer for the cause. Who’d believe, knowing me in the ‘other world I live in’, that I’d be such a lover of sucking dick! Well, not anybody’s dick, just his dick. (From what you know about us, maybe it answers the question of what it’s like sucking your own dick.) 

I always hope I won’t hurt his dick by pulling it down and away from his belly, that’s a big physical difference between us for damn sure. He hasn’t complained yet. I’m also playing with his low hangers too, nothing like warm water to really relax your ball sack. Sometimes I switched to sucking one ball at a time for him. I think we both like one at a time instead of two at a time, less chance of hurting them that way. (In case you water conservation people wondered, we shut off the water before getting it on. Besides, sitting down puts your face right in the path of some shower heads.) I did not let up one bit on him, I’m going to get what I want, and that’s to feel him cumming down my throat. I was running my hands all over his hairy chest and belly, but to get him to cum, I started playing with his butt, specifically his asshole. I tried something new with him; I had both of my hands at work on his ass, with my second finger from each hand trying to enter his hole. I was making good progress since his hair was wet and frankly, it was really helping me. Once I had two fingers in, I heard the sounds that signaled cumming was eminent. I made sure his whole cock was in my mouth and hitting the back of my throat, and I started to feel the base of his cock start to pulsate against my lips. Then it came, for every finger wiggle in his ass, I felt a spurt hit my throat, it was spurt, swallow, spurt, swallow. I could keep this up I’m sure for a long time, I’m having a fucking ball doing this with him. Eventually, I could feel him squeeze his pelvic muscle to make his dick swell up, but there wasn’t any more cum for me. But I kept the finger action going because I wanted to continue to feel his dick pulsate. However, we’re middle-aged men, how long did we think we could pull this off? (Long enough!)

Larry finally pulled out of my mouth, still with a full-sized dick, but not hard. He sat down next to me and kissed me, which ended up as tonsil hockey again, I do believe he was looking for a taste of himself. I don’t think there was any though; I was totally committed to swallowing every drop he had. Especially at the end before he pulled out of my mouth, I did my vacuum suck to drain anything he had left in him. So, if he tastes anything, that’s what still in there.

I gave him what he needed

I told my Babe, “you know, I’m still about as horny as I can get right now.” To which he didn’t say a word but got up off the seat where we were sitting and placed both hands against the glass brick shower wall. He did an obscene wiggle with his ass, that I know for sure he’d never do with Ellen. Well he certainly knew what he wanted from me, I knew what I wanted from me, now let’s tell my not as hard as needed cock what I want from it! Larry was looking down over his shoulder to see what’s the holdup. “Marcus, you old fart, you call that a cock?” Well I was a little embarrassed, not a lot, but sad I let it soften up. My Babe took care of that for me in almost a flash. “Come here, let me show you how it’s done.” And his newly talented cock-sucking mouth, got it done! “Now, do you think you can fuck me before you lose this one too?” “Larry, where’s all that compassion I loved about you?” “Fuck me hard, and maybe you’ll see the compassion once again!” I was thinking for a split second, who is this guy? Every time we get together, I get to see another side of him. I’m stating to think he’s a ‘polyhedron’ now, not that it’s a bad thing. Maybe I need to step up my game some too! See all of that was thought about just before my dick found its way inside a place it loves to be.

Well my thinking that I should step it up wasn’t lost on my ‘little brain’ and maybe my ‘big brain’ too. He asked me to fuck him hard, and I’ll do my best to comply. I had both of my hands wrapped around him and on his hairy well-developed pecs. As far as I’m concerned, those are the best ‘Love Handles’ there are! I’m no slouch there as well, maybe he’ll start using mine the same way. I found out I could get his nipples between my fingers and squeeze them a bit. I heard the sound of approval from him, and I’m going to keep it up too. Maybe fucking him hard doesn’t always mean slamming my cock in him hard. I did do what he asked of me, but I never get the sensation I love the best that way. So, I kept it up for as long as I thought I should, but then did some slower deep thrusts, he immediately responded as he normally does with me. Very positive and vocal, so mixing it up worked for both of us. After I stopped thinking about what and how I was expected to do, I got to the edge of no return. I gave him one last thrust, balls to the wall type, and stayed that way until I finished. I really surprised him since I didn’t warn him I was about to cum. I thought, what the hell, see what he thinks about it, if he didn’t like it, I wouldn’t do it again. I think the surprise ending was received well. We ended our shower fuckfest with the rain shower turned back on, and another soaping. Why not, it’s fun to run your soapy hands over the man you love.

Having a 'Cup of Joe' naked!

It was time to get going and dress for the day; not knowing when the wives will be back over here again. We agreed, it was the prudent thing to do. Besides, we are a couple of cups of coffee down right now, it’s time for the morning ‘Cup of Joe.’ We may have desired the coffee, but we certainly took our time getting dressed! Who knows if we’ll get back together before next weekend; and I rather, scratch that, we rather see each other naked anytime. Does that sound stupid for a couple of perpetually horny fifty-something year-olds? God, I hope not!

So, I decided to close off this chapter here. We’ve just got to spend a whole night together; the last time like this was our fantastic Big Sur week. Last night was incredible for both of us, and we so needed it too. However, there’s a whole 24/7 week off togetherness coming for us in a week’s time. I have no idea how hard or easy it will be for me to write about it for you. We both still have jobs to handle during the day, this is not another vacation again, as much as I’d love it to be! It’s going to be seeing my Babe leave my bed in the morning and coming home after work, to a home-cooked meal. I’m going to be happy to make for him too. It’s exactly what I’ve been dreaming about for years. I hope it will resemble what I’ve dreamed about, however, if you know me, I’m going to give it my all.

Guys, the next chapter should be after the wives head to Santa Barbara on this coming Sunday. Larry and I will take them to the Sacramento International Airport in the afternoon. At this point, depending upon how horny we are, (like we don’t know what to expect here), we will either head out for a nice dinner together, or go home and fuck our brains out. Don’t be upset with me for saying this, we will have a week to fuck to our hearts content, just maybe I’d love to have a nice dinner out with just him first. I hope that doesn’t sound too old fart to you, but I love being with him any way I can get him. There’s a lot of hunky man to view in him! 😘 Besides, he said he likes looking at me too! I made sure to write that down too, I’m not going to forget that ever!

Okay, I’ve got some body parts to get rested up for next week! Oh, my plan for our time together, see how he’s handling our newfound freedom. I’m going to be fucking brave and ask him serious questions. [Babe disregard the last sentence, okay!]

Marcus

Our Trial Living Arrangement Continues and  journal continues in Chapter 54:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2019/11/ch-54-free-week-for-domestic-paradise.html