The Reunion Show – part 12
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I smiled and headed upstairs. I
was really nervous inside because to tell you the truth I’d never even
made it past second base with a guy. I was completely clueless
how the mechanics worked, although thank God for Nifty because I at
least had some ideas. Thank God for gay porn too. I know,
it sounds like old-fashioned bullshit but I really wanted to wait for
that “special guy.” I’d gotten blowjobs before, but nothing more
than that. I had certainly never given one. I guess that
makes me kinda selfish. But dammit, I was tired of waiting!
Plus, I was also damned sure I had that special guy now. I think
I could stop being selfish and I wanted to give myself to him.
Every part, over and over.
I stood on the balcony overlooking
Ponce and Midtown Atlanta. In all actuality I was alone up
here. You’d have to be looking up to see our balcony and it was
late at night so there wasn’t a ton of traffic. A slight breeze
caressed the night and I shivered a bit. Then I felt Scott’s
warmth behind me. I felt comforted and safe, so I closed my eyes
to revel in the feeling.
“You chilly?” he asked. I
nodded. “Maybe I can warm you up.” He started by kissing my
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…then I felt something on my
shoulder. I looked over and saw that Scott had brought a light
blanket with him. I looked at it and then at him
questioningly. “You’ll see,” he said. He started kissing me
again and I enjoyed the feel of his tongue against mine. We held
each other so tight I thought we would fuse together. With my
legs against his I could feel that he had also changed into a pair of
shorts, and those awesome hairy thighs were rubbing against mine.
His hands were busy exploring my back and squeezing my ass. I
spread my legs a bit and he pressed one thigh against my painfully
I moaned into his mouth as my hands
felt around his well-muscled back. As I kneaded his ass he broke
our kiss and moved his mouth to my neck again. God, where did
this man come from! My back was against the railing as he slid
his hands up under my shirt. Scott easily found my nipples which
at this point were hard as rocks and he gently pinched and twisted them
in his fingers. This sent me off the planet. He kept one
hand on my chest and, still licking and chewing on my neck, started to
slide his other hand down my stomach. He was going so fucking
slow I was about to grab his hand and push it further down.
Finally his hand slid down over my
shorts front, which was completely tented. “Aww, fuck!” I
moaned. He moved his mouth up to my ear and started flicking his
tongue in and around. I was really sensitive there and started
giggling and squirming a bit. I could hear his low, sexy chuckle
as he held me tighter to him, all the while rubbing up and down on my
cock through my shorts. “Oh Christ,” I said.
“You can call me Scott,
thanks.” I smiled and smacked his ass. He kept going on my
ear and rubbing my cock. His hand left my chest and he massaged
his way around to my back again. His lips traced the edge of my
jaw line, all the while I could feel his strong hand work it’s way down
to my ass. I brought my hands up to his head and pulled his face
to mine. I kissed him so deep I thought I’d suck the wind out of
the both of us. He took his hand off of my dick and grabbed my
ass with both of his hands, while our tongues slipped and thrashed
against each other. I probably could’ve cum at any second.
Scott had me so goddamned heated up.
He stopped kissing me and pulled
away. Looking into my eyes he said, “I am so fuckin’ crazy about
you, Logan.” He held my face in my hands. “I don’t know
where this will go between us but I just have to try,” and he leaned in
and kissed me again, this time tenderly. After an eternity of
soft kissing I gently turned his head and started sucking on his neck
passionately. I flicked my tongue up towards his ear and he
laughed seductively. “Oh, Logan,” he moaned. There was
nothing I wanted to do more in life at that moment than, hell, just eat
him. He introduced me to my own oral desires. I nibbled and
licked on his neck, his head tilted up. Then I slid my hands
under his shirt and up onto his pecs. I started rubbing his
nipples with my palms and rested my forehead against his shoulder.
I sighed and said, “Let’s just see
where nature takes us.” I kept rubbing his chest but the
goddamned shirt was restricting me so I stepped back to take it off of
him. He helped me remove it and I just stood back and looked at
“What?” he said.
“I’ve never just taken a look at your
body, naked, while I was sober, that’s all.”
He grinned at that. It was
somewhat dark on the deck so I couldn’t tell if he was blushing or
not. Who cares, right? Here was this gorgeous man in front
of me, half naked, who I had a crush on and who was also crushing on
me. A million things could’ve gone through my mind, but I had one
thing that was a priority. I leaned in and zeroed my mouth onto
his pecs. With both of his hands massaging my head he pushed my
face into his chest even more. I loved feeling Scott’s chest
hairs against my face as I licked and lathered up one nipple, and then
Still giving his chest my oral
talents I felt down to his cock. Oh Christ, I thought. What
they say about a man’s shoe size is true. At least in Scott’s
case. His cock was straining against the fabric of his shorts and
I used both hands on him. One to rub underneath his cock, while
the other one scratched up and down the front of his rock hard
length. I could feel his body shudder a bit at this and I smiled
against his chest. I took my face off his pecs and stood back to
look at him, still rubbing his cock through his shorts. We looked
at each other for an eternity. I was completely hard and I’m sure
dripping into my shorts.
“Hold on,” he said, turning away,
“keep that thought.” He turned and grabbed the blanket and
something else I never saw him with.
“What’s that? Is that my lube?”
I asked, laughing.
He smiled in the darkness and said,
“You’re not the only one who has to take care of themselves.”
“Maybe we can figure out a way to
take care of each other, Mr. Dell.”
He kissed me and then said, “Sounds
like a plan, Mr. Logan.” He started kissing on my neck and slowly
turned me so that my back was to him and I was facing the balcony
railing. I felt the blanket come around my side. “Hold onto
this,” he said pulling it around the both of us. I held onto two
corners. It must have looked funny, the two of us standing there
with the blanket around us and our heads sticking out of the top.
Scott was standing sort of next to
and behind me; his chest was against my arm and he started rubbing my
stomach and chest beneath my shirt. When he started to slide his
hand beneath the waistband of my shorts I about went out of my
mind. My dickhead was poking against the waistband and his
fingertips were the first to gently brush against the hard spongy
head. “Oh fuck,” I mumbled. My knees buckled a little bit
as he used his fingers and palm to slowly rub up and down the front of
my cock. His touch sent shockwaves across my body. “God,
Scott,” I hissed.
He rubbed his hand down and started
fondling my balls, reaching beneath them to stroke my t’aint. I
felt like I was going to explode at
any second. The sexual tension that had been building up over the
last two weeks had made me almost insane with lust. Scott
massaged and gently squeezed my balls and then fisted me up my cock
shaft. I felt his thumb on the tip and he took his hand
out. In the faint glow from the streetlights five floors down you
could see some pre-cum glistening on his thumb. “Never thought
I’d do this here,” he murmured and put his thumb in his mouth.
“Mmm,” he moaned. Then he said, “Hold on.”
I heard the cap on the lube tube
opening and shut. It was sort of exciting to be out here on a
deck fifty feet above Ponce De Leon, wrapped in a blanket doing shit
you normally wouldn’t do. Scott hooked his thumbs into the top of
my shorts and pulled them down to my thighs. I could feel the
muscles in his arms flexing against my body, and his chest and belly
hair against my arm. Abso-fucking-lutely heaven! He started
licking on my neck and tonguing my earlobes again when I felt one
well-lubed hand grip my cock. He used one of his feet to scoot my
legs apart a bit and I felt his fingertips grazing against my hole.
“Hello, Cap’n Kirk,” I said.
He laughed a bit at that.
“Yeah. You’re about to go where
no man has gone before,” I smiled. “My ass, your final
frontier.” This sent him over the edge as he clamped down on my
dick head and squeezed his hand down my shaft. My legs about
buckled and I leaned my head on my hands onto the railing. “Oh
Christ, Scott,” I whispered.
He started rubbing my virgin asshole
with his fingertips and I could feel the coolness of the lube on
them. “Logan, I’ve been wanting to do this for God only knows how
long,” he mumbled into my ear. He slid his middle finger into my
ass a bit. It felt strange at first but he let me get used to the
invasion. All the while he was slowly jacking my shaft. I
pushed down a little bit. I’m glad he’s smart because he got the
message and slid his finger all the way in. I could feel the web
of his hand between his fingers pressing against my ass cheeks.
“Ohhhhh,” I moaned. He was
still fisting my cock and driving me insane with how slow he was
going. Then he started finger fucking my ass in rhythm to his
jacking my cock. I had to start thinking about other things, like
math or whatever, to keep my mind off of the sensations he was giving
my body. After a few minutes he slipped another finger into my
ass. He hunched his body over and now I could really feel his
cock pressing into my side through his shorts. His chest hairs
were rubbing up and down my arm as he jacked my cock and fingered my
ass. Scott turned his hand a bit and then I hit the roof as he
nailed my prostrate.
“Fuck! What was that.” I said.
He smiled against my cheek and said,
“Your joy button,” and he hit it again.
“Shit!” I wasn’t going to be
able to hold back much longer and I told him this. He picked up
his pace, jacking and fingering me. He tightened his grip on my
dick. All the tension between us, well, it broke like a dam
bursting, at least I did. I started to feel the sensation of my
cum from behind my thighs and it worked it’s way up into my
balls. My asshole started twitching around Scott’s fingers and I
started growling “Awww fuck!” Scott started pistonning on my dick
and with his fingers still inside my ass, he started working his
fingertips on my prostate. I had a hard time not screaming at the
top of my lungs, let alone keeping the blanket around the two of us.
“Scott! Ohhh FUCKKKKK!!!” I
growled again, even louder and then I shot a load like I’d never done
before. His fist kept pistonning on my cock and his fingers
pressed my prostrate. The sensations I felt as my dick erupted
into his hand were unlike anything I could ever do myself, that’s for
damn sure. Scott kept rhythmically fisting my dick, smearing my
cum all over my dick and lower stomach. He kept jacking me, even after
cum. I about collapsed from the intense feelings in my dick and
leaned onto the railing. He slowly removed his fingers from me
and then took his hand off of my dick and out from beneath the
blanket. My head was in my hands and my breathing was
heavy. “Well, what are we going to do with all of this?” he asked.
I turned my head to face him, still
breathing fast; my head still resting on my forearms on the
railing. “Huh?” I asked.
He showed me his palm which was
covered in my cum. “I don’t care,” I chuckled, exhausted.
Then he did what I didn’t quite expect. He started licking his
fingers, one by one, and moaning. “Oh shit,” I said and I stood
up, leaned into him and kissed him. Our tongues thrashed around
and I could taste myself in his mouth. We kissed like that until
all of the taste was gone.
I stopped kissing him and, with my
hands rubbing his hardon said, “You’re next, Mr. Dell.” He said
I lowered my head to his chest and
proceeded to lick every possible square inch that I could get to.
I held onto his arms which were wrapped around my back; this time he
was holding onto the blanket. Friggin’ cameras. At least
they couldn’t get any of this. I nibbled and squeezed his pecs
with my lips, alternately lathering up each one with my spit. As
I licked down his abs I slid my hand down his stomach and into his
shorts. I had to keep telling myself to calm down because I was
shaking with anticipation. I felt what I’d been looking for and
heard him gasp as I stroked his cock. I reached my other hand in
and started gently pulling on his sac, using my index finger to tickle
his t’aint. His cock was as hard as granite as I pulled his
shorts down around his ankles, getting down onto my knees.
I held his dick in my hands and just
looked at it. God, eight inches never looked bigger. Having
never been in this position myself I was really nervous about what to
do. I could feel it pulsing along with his heartbeat. I
almost grabbed the lube but decided against it. Spreading his
legs a bit I held his cock against his body and leaned in to start
tonguing his hefty ball sack. By the way he moaned I could tell I
was doing ok. With my other hand I started stroking the skin
between his asshole and his balls, taking one ball into my mouth and
rolling it around with my tongue before switching to the next. I
gripped his hard cock and started to jack him slowly.
“Fuck…..Logan,” he moaned. I
guess I was doing ok after all. I started licking up his
shaft. This being my first time I just knew I wasn’t going to be
able to bury him to the hilt in my mouth, so I just started kissing and
licking up and down his shaft until it was all slick. I kissed
the head of his cock and opening my lips went down as far as I
could. I only was able to take a couple of inches at first, but I
just kept swirling my tongue around his head. Every once in a
while I’d feel his body shudder. I made real sure to watch my
teeth but it was a little hard, pardon the pun.
As I relaxed a bit more I was able to
take more down back into my throat. I gagged a little bit and
Scott froze where he was. With one hand I reached up to play with
his hairy chest, the other hand I used to start jacking his
crank. It was all slick from my spit so I rotated my hand around
his girth as I took in as much as I could. Then I had an idea, so
I took his dick out of my mouth and felt around on the deck for the
“You okay?” he asked.
“Shhh.” I said, finding the
lube. I coated a few of my fingers with the slippery stuff and
grabbed his dick, shoving it back into my mouth. “Grrrrr,” he
growled. His cock head was hard but spongy and I chewed on it
lightly with my lips. I reached beneath him and started playing
with his asshole using my lubed fingers. “Now we’re talkin’” he
whispered. I teased his hole with my fingers for a few minutes
while I took about half of him into my mouth. It was getting
easier to take more and more of him. Finally I started
dipping a finger into his ass. I felt it clenching so I stopped
for a minute, but kept on licking and slobbering on his granite dick.
I slowly slipped it into him as he
held onto my head with one hand. His other was still holding the
blanket around us. His ass felt hot and velvety around my finger
and I started to get hard again. Knowing that I was giving him
such pleasure was turning me on to no end. I started withdrawing
my finger and got into a good finger fuck rhythm while I sucked his
cock. He seemed to like it when I twisted my mouth back and forth
around the shaft as I went up and down on him.
I slipped a second finger in, my
middle one, and found his prostate. His knees buckled and he
ended up shoving more of his
cock down my throat. I almost gagged a bit but got over it.
Now that I had his magic button his ass was mine…literally! Every
time I pressed against it I mashed my mouth down onto his cock, tasting
the now steadily-flowing pre-cum. It was sweeter than I expected,
but it was from Scott, so I wasn’t gonna complain anyway.
Over and over I pressed and sucked,
increasing my speed constantly. My mouth became a fuck hole for
him. He dropped his other hand to my head and started pounding me
good, feeding me that meat. I kept fingering his button and his
moans and grunts really became guttural. “Fuckkkk, Logan,” he
kept repeating over and over. I felt his nut sack tighten up
against his body and started furiously mashing his prostrate. His
cock swelled even bigger in my throat and I knew what was next, so I
backed up a bit, keeping pressure in his ass.
“Arrrrgggggg,” he growled as volley
after volley of his hot cum sprayed into my mouth. I couldn’t
keep up and some of it dribbled out the sides of my mouth as he slammed
in and out of my face. I swallowed what I could and felt the rest
sliding down my chin. God he tasted good. Suddenly he
dropped the sheet and hooked his hands under my armpits, pulling me up
to stand. He kissed me while he ground his still hard cock into
“Oh my God….oh my God” he kept
moaning as he kissed my face and licked his own cum from my neck.
“Logan,” he said huskily, “where the fuck
have you been all my life.”
I let out a short laugh. I was
completely exhausted and needed to catch my breath. I reached
down and milked what was left of his juice. He’d violently
shudder as I rubbed the cock head. “God, please….can’t take it,”
he said. I put my arms around him and felt the heat from his
chest on mine. Now here was a man I could take home, I
thought. After a few minutes I leaned down to pull up his
shorts. On the way down I took his flaccid cock into my mouth and
was able to take it all the way in—but only because it was soft.
I’ll have to work on that, I thought. Releasing him, I pulled his
shorts up, stood up and kissed him.
Scott held me and looked into my
eyes. “Logan…there’s so much I want to share with you. I’ve
never felt this way for someone before. I just…” and he held me
tightly. I felt so warm….and safe. I didn’t want to leave
this spot. My mind was racing ninety to nothing.
“Scotty, how the fuck are we going to
last six more weeks?”
“Oh shit,” he moaned, “I don’t even
want to think about it.” He ran his fingertips up and down my
back and it felt great. Our breathing slowed down a bit and I
started to get sleepy….that is until he suggested a dip in the hot tub.
“Clothes on or off?” I asked.
He grinned at me, and with his
fingertip tilted my head up to meet his. His kisses were
dynamite. “Let’s get to that tub,” he sighed.
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