From Showers to Sex

I heard the shower running, when I got home, and yelled, "Marty is that you...or Adam, in there?"

He laughed, "No, it's not me or Adam...but it's a well-hung stranger that left you beer in the fridge. It's one of the Belgian beers you love...grab one and get in here!"

When I opened the bathroom door, steam wafted past me, and I saw him through the glass. He had his back to me, and the water was trickling over his broad shoulders and that tight, muscled ass. I remember moaning to myself, "Mmmm...he's sooooo fuckin' hot!"

When he turned some, I could see he was washing his dick...and that was all I needed to see, before I was stripping the clothes off. The big cock, hanging heavy, and flopping against his thighs, was just one of his many attributes...it was impressive, with big, manly balls. I watched it, and then looked up over his body...then back down to his cock. His body was a dream, with sculpted abs, broad chest, and toned muscles.

I didn't think he'd noticed me yet, but he began to lather it up, and I couldn't stop watching. As his hand gently stroked the shaft, it started to rise up and swell, and he tipped his head way back, closing his eyes.

I wondered if he was fantasizing, but the anticipation that I could be on my knees and sucking it, had me growing, too. I just wanted to hold it...stroke it...taste it...or feel its warm girth inside me.

Stroking that gorgeous dick, my boyfriend looked so fuckin' hot! I watched his body ripple and his beautiful ass flex, with each stroke. It was so mesmerizing...that I couldn't tear my eyes away. It was one of those beyond-breathtaking moments when both mind and body respond.

He kept it up, stroking slow and easy, and it was full-on erect; I loved the veining...the veins on Marty's cock gave it a manly presence and they felt amazing on your tongue.

I was anxious to see him stroke out a big, creamy load, but he pulled his hand away, and I watched it bounce around, as he rinsed under the steamy spray. It seemed he wasn't focused on finishing, and I took a sip, taking it all in, as he turned to face me. When he pushed the door open, with a big sexy grin, there was just no other rational choice.

I took a big gulp and sank to my knees to suck my man's beautiful cock...I licked water from his abs and wrapped my lips tight around the shaft, taking it up to my throat. Working my tongue all over the familiar, veiny girth, I coated it with spit and savored its manly pulsing.

Still with that sexy grin, "Mmmm...I knew that'd turn you on, but I wanted to clean up and do this for you...ohhhh...ohhhh...fuck yeah, suck my cock...yeah...yeah, suck it!"

He placed his hand on the back of my head and gently pumped his dick into my mouth. I gurgled some as he teased my throat, moaning, "Oh fuck...yeah...yeah, that feels good...suck that cock...suck my fucking cock!"

Fucking my mouth, he moaned, "Ohhhh...yeah...fuck yeah...that's...that's what I'm talking about dude...mmmm...yeah!" Looking up at him, I was moaning into his big meaty cock, and he answered with a deep groan, "Ohhhh....god...yeah...yeah...fuckkkk...that...that feels so fucking amazing, Rob...yeah...yeah...suck my cock...take it...take that dick!"

I pulled off and licked it like a big Marty-flavored popsicle; sucking the head and swirling my tongue all over kept him moaning and pumping his hips, and his dick was bobbing and sliding over my lips.

"Ohhhh yeah...fuck yeah...work it...work that cock...work all that cock for me...yeah...yeah...yeah...mmmm...can't wait to get...get my mouth around yours...or have you fuckin' me...yeah...yeah...pushin' my insides around...fuckkkkkk!"

I took it back into my mouth and groaned, savoring his leaking arousal and stroking my own dick. I felt his dick throbbing and knew it wouldn't be long before he was cumming...but that's what I wanted...that's what I needed...I wanted to swallow every drop of my man's seed.

I was bobbing my lips up and down his big dick, and he started pumping his hips, fucking my face again. We were both moaning but Marty was getting louder and more urgent...and more breathless. I gripped that manly ass, digging my fingers into the flesh, urging him to go faster.

His cock swelled between my lips, and I felt his body shudder, as he moaned, "Ohhhh...ohhhh...fuckkkk...fuckkkk...fuckkkkkkkkk!'

I felt the shaft pulsing over my tongue, as he exploded in my mouth. I slurped and swallowed as his whole body flexed with each pulse. Swallowing the last of it, I pulled back to slurp the tip, and make a few passes over the shaft with my tongue.

He stood there with his big spent cock, still semi-hard and grinning, "That...shit...that was good...really good...but now it's my turn to do you."

I started to get up but noticed one last bead at the tip and scooped it up, "Glad you liked it...but we need to move this to the bedroom."

His eyes dropped to look at my dick and he gave it a couple casual strokes; of course, it was rock-hard, "Dude, I see he liked it, too...I owe ya one...a big one!"

I helped him dry off, working a towel over his hunky, muscled body. I couldn't resist running my hand over his beautiful ass...and then, of course, snapping him with the towel. He took off running from the weaponized towel and laughing.

As soon as we made it to the bedroom, he went down on me, jamming his throat with my dick. At that point, I looked over and noticed the rope attached the bed...and the lube on the nightstand. "Dude, it looks like you got something special planned...with rope...and the lube?"

"Yeah," he grinned, "I want you to tie me up...bend me in half...and fuck me like a girl!"

Sliding my hand over my dick, I grinned, teasing him, "Think you can handle it...you really think you can handle all this?"

"Fuck yeah! Bring it on...and use me...I'm horny as fuck." He laughed, "Breed me like yer makin' babies!"

"Well then lay back there and spread those legs!" I grinned, "I'll fuck you like a girl...I'll take that pussy, and make you scream...we'll make some babies!"

He was so anxious he forgot the tying-up part and used his hands to spread his ass cheeks for me. I responded, with a lusty grin, "Here, let me tie those hands for you."

He nodded, "Oh yeah...yeah, tie me up!"

I got his hands tied, and considered tying his ankles, but I couldn't resist the temptation, and hoisted his legs up to my shoulders.

"Yeah...yeah...yeah, love to watch you fuck me...and make me cum on your big dick...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah, make me cum on your big dick...yeah...yeah...make me cum on that big dick!"

That's about where I thought I heard somebody coming in the front door...and then the TV came on. Adam was home...and I turned to see if the door was closed. Of course, it wasn't, and I heard him in the kitchen. It really didn't matter so much anymore, because Adam had seen it all before, and I wanted to fuck my boyfriend; if the door's open, let him enjoy the show.

Then Marty moaned (not quietly either), "Yeah...yeah...yeah, own that ass...mmmm...it's made to be wrapped around your big dick! You're gonna make me cum on that big dick!"

I wasn't near as loud, but I responded, "Gonna pound you hard...hard until you...uhhhh...uhhhh...cum!"

"Yeah...yeah...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah, that ass is fuckin' incredible...I'll make ya cum...fuck you hard...and make ya cum!" I knew he was getting close, "Cum for me, dude...cum for me!"

With a loud grunt, Marty's cock exploded, spraying up over his abs and chest. It was so intense, his whole body shuddered around my dick, but I kept fucking him and he kept begging for more.

When he was done, I ran my eyes up over his manly, athletic frame, to see the face of ecstasy...sated ecstasy. I continued pumping him, just going slower...the sensuous fucking after orgasm was always amazing with Marty...we both loved it.

I still had a hint of his first load on my tongue, but I wanted to lick him clean...or have it all over my chest.

I had forgotten about Adam and the bedroom door, but I took a quick glance, and my eyes met his. He was rubbing a boner in his pants and watching. I just fucked a load out of my boyfriend, while he had his hands tied to the bed...and my roommate saw the whole thing...great. I shrugged my shoulders and motioned, "You can come on in."

He awkwardly replied, "Ummmm...no, that's okay...do ya want me to close the door?"

"No, you don't have to...and I don't mind if you watch either...you can even take it out."

He smiled, "No, I shouldn't, but I wouldn't mind tying my girlfriend up like that...maybe I could borrow the rope?"

Marty turned his head and answered, grinning, "You can borrow the rope, but not the boyfriend."

Adam smiled awkwardly, "Sounds like a deal...I'll just...uh...yeah, I'll be watching TV...maybe take a shower...a cold shower."

He left and Marty breathed deep, grinning, "Dude, I'm two up, on you."

"Guess that means I need to try harder." I slammed deep and grinded, "Maybe, just fuck you harder."

He got a lusty smile, "Yeah, that's what I'm thinking, too...fuck me harder!"

I leaned in and pounded him with long, deep strokes...greedy, satisfying strokes that felt amazing for both of us. He moaned, "Uhhhh...uhhhh...fuckkkkk...ahhhh...yeah, that's so...so fucking good...fuck me...fuck me hardddd!"

His eyes were locked on mine; Marty always loved eye contact, when he was being fucked...and it's a big turn-on when you're on the edge. I love to grind, when it's deep inside, but it was slowing me down, when I just wanted to fuck hard and flood his ass.

My breathing was labored when it started...but I slammed deep and felt it pulsing inside him. I kept humping into him, shooting again and again. Eventually I collapsed, and caught my breath, with my face resting on his chest.

"Don't pull out...I just wanna lay here with it inside me." He laughed, "Bet it would keep me hard for hours."

I felt his cock, still hard and throbbing, pressed against me, and I raised up to see him grinning, "Still one up on you...but what do you say we get something to eat, and I can help you even things up?"

I grinned, "Think it's my turn for a shower, but I'm gonna need that help from you...maybe in the shower."

"A little hot milk before bed...not turning that down." He grinned, "I'll sleep like a baby."

Later Adam and I were having a beer, and of course, he brought up our encounter. "Damn, you're both hung...jeez...the two of you could kill it doin' porn...you could be a duo, bangin' chicks from both ends...or...maybe a dude from both ends."

I laughed, shaking my head, "Appreciate the thought...and, I am sorry about the door being open...it made things awkward for everybody...you know?"

"No, don't worry about it...it's nothing new, I've seen your dick before.

"I'll tell Marty you think we got a future doing porn together, though."

"I got it...Heidi! You could double team Heidi! She's had her eye on you two...I bet she'd jump at the chance! And I could be the pervy camera guy that gets the sloppy seconds!"

I shook my head, "Sounds like you got the plot down."

"Bet she can handle your size really well, too...dude...deepthroat! Bet she can deepthroat!"

I don't know why I said it, but I did.

"Tina could be in it then."

"What! She can throat that thing...fuckkkkk! Really?"

I wanted to take it back, but that wasn't happening, so I downplayed it some, "Yeah, she has a few times."

"That's hot!" He laughed, "Please leave your door open for me...please?"

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The previous weekend got cut short because I had a family obligation, and it had been a few days since we'd seen each other. I knew Marty was on his way, and I wanted to surprise him at the door...naked and wearing only socks. It was early Friday evening and my roommate had already left for the weekend, so there was no need for any caution.

I knew Marty woke up, thinking about tonight...probably kept him hard most of the day. He was all about our relationship (and the sex). It excited him and overwhelmed his thoughts; I felt the same way, but I was anxious to overwhelm his ass, with my dick.

I opened the door, and he grinned, roaming his eyes up and down over my body. Marty was hot as fuck and I wanted him, but he wanted me even more. I pulled him inside and closed the door, while his eyes focused, admiring the meat, bobbing and flopping between my thighs.

Dropping to his knees, he ran his tongue over shaft from tip to base. "Mmmm...you know how to answer the door," he murmured. He smiled up at me, "You and Paige been talking? She answered the door like this, too."

"Bet you enjoyed that," I laughed, "guess we both know what you like...but no, we haven't had the chance to call her."

I grinned, "Sounds like we really need to get together and compare notes, though."

I thumped his cheek with it, and watched him grin, knowing he was all turned on and rock-hard in his pants.

"Grab it...grab my cock...and stroke it for me! Yeah, stroke it for me...yeah, stroke it...use both hands...ahhhh...ahhhh...yeah, use both hands for that big dick!"

He groaned, savoring its warmth and stroking it, while he looked up at me.

It throbbed and his tongue started exploring the warm flesh, "Yeah, that's it...yeah, like that...yeah...yeah...now, suck it...yeah, suck it!"

He kept his fingers wrapped around the hardening shaft and stroked slowly, licking his way back to the tip. "Mmmmmmm...yeah," I moaned as it reached full staff, and his lips parted, to accommodate the girth.

The only thing in the world that mattered was what Marty was doing with my cock...and what I was going to do to him. I wanted to fuck his mouth, feel it deep and taunting his throat...pump a nice big load over his tongue...then I wanted fuck the hell out his ass.

His brown eyes looked into mine, as his tongue swirled over shaft, and worked every last inch of the throbbing flesh. His lips rippled up and down its girth, slurping and sucking towards a release.

I held the back of his head and set the pace, bobbing his head in a sensuous and satisfying rhythm. I looked down at him, "Mmmm...so glad you're staying the night."

He mumbled something, and I pulled out of his mouth; he answered, "Me too," and took it back between his lips.

His lips were tight around the shaft, dragging over the rock-hard flesh, and leaving a pleasure-saturated sheen all over my dick. I savored the muffled moans and gurgles from his throat...knowing his mouth was mine to use, whenever I needed it. I was horny as fuck, and there's absolutely no way I could make this last...I needed to dump my load, and my pleasured moans filled the room.

My grip tightened, and I watched his eyes, half closed but focused on mine. It was so amazingly sexy, I had to pull out, but we made it to the bedroom, where Marty was looking for lube...and found inspiration in the perfect toy (the 8" kind). Before I knew what was going on, he had it lubed, and he grinned, "Dude, both ends...spit roast me!"

I think I nodded or something, and he was on it...on his back and working it up his ass. I teased him with my dick, dragging it over his lips, "Yeah, fuck yourself on that toy...just like I'd fuck you...yeah...yeah...that's it."

I held his legs back and started fucking his mouth.

In addition to working his ass with a dildo, and working my dick, with his mouth, he was rock-hard and handsome as fuck. It was so fucking hot; I couldn't help but savor it all...and feel it simmering in my balls.

He felt the shaft swelling in his lips, and the first pulse shot over his tongue, eliciting sexy groans from both of us.

When I shuddered with second pulse, Marty abandoned the dildo and held my balls, savoring powerful flexes, as they filled his mouth. I felt him swallowing, but there were a few more shuddering pulses, before I was done; he got that, too...he got every last drop.

Coming back from the clouds, I kept it in his mouth, but reached down to help him. I fucked him deep, while he held his legs back for me. His pleasured moans felt amazing, rumbling through my cock.

I think I could've gone all day like that, but he took the dildo back, rolling his hips and ramming himself, while I fucked his mouth.

He was still sucking like he was draining my balls, but he started shuddering. I kept the spit-roast alive, and it was well worth it...he shot, totally hands-free...a hands-free load! He peppered his abs and chest...just like a movie.

I kept my dick in his mouth till the shuddering stopped, but when it popped out, he grinned, "That was fuckin' smokin' hot...shittttttt!"

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That night, we were nearly late for dinner with some friends, but it was more than worth it...so fucking worth it!

When we got back, we decided on a night swim...and there were a few more people with the same idea. I could see there were maybe a dozen people, but then I caught a look of Marty when he came from the bedroom. He looked hot in his brown speedo...and I couldn't help but give his ass a little squeeze, on the way.

We did a few laps, splashed around some and sucked down a beer, talking at the side of the pool. We were at the far end of the pool by ourselves, and I was teasing him, pressing my dick into his hip.

The bigger group of people left, leaving us and two other couples. I discreetly grabbed his ass with both hands, savoring its firmness; it was beautifully rounded and muscled, from years of sports. Then, I fondled his speedo, rubbing the hardening shaft; rigid and jutting to the left, it was nearly poking out the top.

I looked down into the water, "Why don't we take this inside?"

He grinned, "I feel the need to get this suit off...don't you?"

"Yup," I grinned, killing my beer.

We were headed back in, but then he grinned, "I wouldn't mind a little walk...what do you say we walk the golf course?"

It was adjacent to the complex, just past some trees...and there was a trail running along one side that I usually used when I was running. We went through the trees and made our way down the trail.

We were about to head back, when we found this big bowl or depression out on the golf course, and when you went down to the bottom, the sky looked like a planetarium display; it was a clear night, with a nearly full moon, and you could see all the stars.

It was deep enough that we were totally secluded, and all you could see was sky, and a few treetops. There were a couple sand traps and a bench down at the bottom. I guess the bench was there because it was next to the cart path, but Marty had his own plans for the bench...and our private planetarium.

I could see the sexy grin, when he spread a towel out over the bench and slipped off his trunks. His big dick bobbed free, and it was gorgeous to watch, but the pale skin inside his tan lines was almost glowing in the cool moonlight.

I guess I teased him enough and he was ready for something to happen, but then, out of nowhere, he produced a tiny bottle of lube. Clearly, he had something planned all along, and I fucked with him, "So, you just always carry lube...everywhere? In case you run into some hot guy!"

"No, I was just planning ahead...besides that...you're the hot guy. No, I wanted to do something back there at the pool, but then we really couldn't...too many people."

He was on his knees giving me a blowjob...no speedos...buck naked, and looking up with one of those sexy Marty grins, "Will you lay back and let me ride it?"

"Always...I will always lay back and let you ride it...but just suck me a little more...it feels good...really good." It looked big and powerful in his lips, swelling even harder, as he worked his mouth up and down the shaft. I rolled my hips, taunting his lust (and throat), before pulling out.

He anxiously stroked my dick, coating it with lube. Hearing me moan in pleasure, he pushed me to lay down and positioned himself. It was clear the foreplay (if you can call a blowjob foreplay) was over, because he was gripping the shaft, and straddling me.