Date: Fri, 10 Mar 2006 12:39:23 +0100
From: Mitchel Mulder <mitchmulder@lycos.com>
Subject: with a little help - 2

Just after ten I reached home. On the way home I could not stop
thinking about what happened. I just had a blow job, the best one I
ever had!. Well, to be honest it was my first! When we just were
married the sex with my wife had been pretty good, but she had
never taken my cock in her mouth, once or twice she had licked my
glans, but nothing compared with what Paul had done tonight. Sure,
I had sucked his cock too, that was only logical, I mean after all,
he had started it and it would have been rude to say no.

I parked my car and got out, walking to the front door I had to
rearrange myself, all that thinking had made me hard again.
When I came in I kissed my wife as we had done for the past couple
of years, our cheeks brushed against each-other and the kiss landed
in mid air.
"Have you been drinking? I thought you said you had to work late."
"I did, after we had finished we had a beer together, just one."
She looked at me with that special disapproving look of her.
Before she could say anything my daughter came in.
"Hey" she said, she stood on her toes to give me a kiss. I gave her
a little hug.
"How was it?" I asked.
She kissed her mother too, "O, nothing special, we stayed at Tom's
house and watched some TV".
"Were his parents there too?"
"Yes mum, the whole family".
"You could have asked him in for a drink" I said, I liked Tom, he
was a decent boy.
My wife looked at me, "your father doesn't realise it is a normal
day tomorrow, Goodnight dear, I'm turning in".
"Me too" my daughter said, "Goodnight Dad".
"Night Hon".

I poured myself a drink and laid down on the sofa.
Pour Tom, I thought, watching TV with your girlfriend and parents!

The next morning Paul asked me if I had return home safely. I said
I did, neither of us spoke of what happened, no references were
made, we worked as nothing had happened, which suited me just fine.
Only when it was time to go home he came over to me and together we
walked to the car park.
"Dan, I think it will have to be next Tuesday".
"What you mean, next Tuesday".
"You know, you coming over to my place and watch some DVDs."
"O, yeah, sure, fine with me",
"Okay then, have a nice weekend".
"You too, see you".

The weekend was as any other weekend, Saturday doing the shopping
and doing some work in the garden. Sunday both my wife and daughter
went to church. As usual I had to promise my wife that next Sunday
I would be joining them. As soon as they had left I ran into the
garage, got my old porn magazine out, stripped down and started
wanking. Normally I focused on the boobs and pussy, but now I seem
to notice the guys and their dicks in the pictures too. I sat down
behind my work bench and after a couple minutes I shot my load over
my bare chest.

Tuesday came, my wife told me that she and my daughter would go to
a meeting at the church that evening and that I had to make my own
meal. I told her that I had to work late again and that I would get
something to eat downtown.

As the day went by, I had second thoughts about tonight. I would
have to say to Paul, that I could not make it, that I had to go
home. I mean, me a married man, on a jack off date? No, I can't do
it, it's not right. I watch the clock, almost five, most of the
people started to clear their desk. I wanted to finish this memo first,
and then I would go home, yes, I would tell Paul that it was off,
that it had been a mistake, that I could not do it.
Paul and I were the only ones left, I glanced over and saw Paul
getting ready
to leave. I switched off my PC and locked up my desk. I would go
over to him, apologize and tell him there had been a change of
plans.
"Hey, Dan".
"Hi Paul..."
"Ready to go?" and with that he quickly grabbed his crotch and squeezed it.
My eyes went from his face to his crotch and back again, he had a
broad smile on his face.
"Got some hot DVDs man!"
In the back of my mind a heard a little voice say: "tell him, tell him no"
"Perfect, let's go then!" I heard myself say.

I followed him in my car, I still could turn around and go home.
But go home to what? It seemed that my dick had alread made up his mind,
trapped in my pants but fully erect it more or less took over my
mind.
What the hell, I thought, just a mutual wank, no big deal.

Paul lived not that far and soon we were at his place.
"Make yourself comfortable, you like pizza?"
"Fine with me".
He handed me a beer. I sat down and looked around while he went
back to the kitchen. It was a nice apartment, my wife would
say that it lacked a woman's touch, but I liked it very much. No
unnessary things, everything was well balanced and organized.
"Make yourself comfertable" Paul called out from the kitchen.
I took off my tie and my jacket, I drank my beer while I walked
back to the kitchen to see what Paul was doing.
"Nothing special" he said, as he mixed some salad in a bowl.

I sat down at the kitchen table and drank the beer.
"Pizzas are in the oven" Paul said. He was ready with the salad and
joined me at the table.
Waiting for the pizzas we drank and talked a bit about the office and about
his appartment.
When the pizzas were ready Paul got us another beer.
I was beginning to have second thoughts again while we ate our
dinner. Last week just happened, without any planning, this time
was different. We had planned this, like two perverts we were going
to watch some porn and jack off. Maybe it was better if I left and go home.
"You like it?"
"Taste good" I answered.
"So much better to eat together than alone" Paul said.
Is it? I thought, our dinners at home were mostly taken in silence
too, most of the time my daughter had dinner at Tom's place,
leaving me alone with my wife, and we had not much to talk about
lately.
"Normally I try to prepare a decent meal for myself, but I don't
dare to try it when I have guests" Paul confessed.
"O, I think you would be a fine cook, I mean, your salad is perfect".
Paul laughed, "yeah that was difficult, just had to throw it in a bowl
and mixed it!, do you ever cook?"
"Sometimes, I think pizza is my specialty too".
We both smiled. Paul got up and offered me another beer.
"Don't forget dessert" Paul said as he placed the two beers on the table.
We spend some time at the table, drinking our beers and gossiping
over our colleagues.
No, I said to myself, I won't go, maybe it was the beer or the
company or the gossiping but I really was starting to enjoy myself.

After a while, Paul got up, "ready for some porn?" he asked with a
wide grin on his face.
"Always!".
I sat down on the couch while he walked over to the TV set.
"Pick a number: 1,2 or 3?" Paul asked as he held up three DVDs.
"2".
Paul entered the disc and sat down next to me.
"Okay, let the fun begin" he said, and pressed the play button,
while he kicked off his shoes.
I could feel something in the air, a kind of energy between us as
we sat watching the screen.
A girl was taking off her bathing suit in front of her boyfriend or
husband, not knowing the gardener was watching them behind a bush.
My cock began to stir as she knelt down and took the guys trunks
off and started to suck him. The gardener took his huge hard cock
out and started to wank it.

"Wow" Paul remarked "look at that bitch taking his cock all the way in!".
He looked down at my tented trousers, then to his own.
"Why don't we take them off, much more comfortable" he said and got
up, unbutton his fly, pulled down his pants and boxers and tossed
them aside.
"Come on, Dan, you're at my place, not in a cinema, that's the best part
of watching this stuff at home!".
He took off his shirt too, and sat down again, completely naked and
with his cock pointing straight up.
I hesitated for a moment, but when I saw him sitting with his legs
wide apart and with his hand around his dick, I kicked off my shoes
and started to undress too.

"You're in great shape, man".
"Thanks, Paul, yeah, I used to do a lot of sports, running and
swimming, but the past two years I haven't done much" I slapped my
stomach, which was not that flat anymore, "you see, I really should
take it up again".
"Nothing wrong with that" he laid his hand on my stomach, just a
few inched above my pubes.
A warm feeling emerged from the place where his hand was, spreading
all over my body. He rubbed his hand a bit and my cock responded by
leaking a couple of drops of pre-cum.
"mmm, nice" he said and took my cock in his hand.
My body cried out to be touched, as if he could read my mind he ran
his other hand over my chest till he reached my nipple. He squeezed
it between his thumb and his finger. A wave of pleasure went
through me and I gave a soft moan.
When he let go of my nipple it was to my surprise hard and pointing
out between the few hairs I had. He did the same with my other one.
I laid my hand in his neck, Paul kissed my nipple and softly he
took it between his teeth. I laid my hand in his neck, holding him
there. I never knew that my nipples could be so sensitive.

His head moved down, licking my skin from the nipple down till he
reached my cock. I let out a sigh as he sucked my cock in his
mouth.
I looked down, seeing his head bopping up and down, hearing him
making sucking noises, feeling his hand rolling my balls. I was in
heaven. My hand went over his back to his chest till I found his
nipple, I took it between my thumb and finger and squeezed it,
pulling at it. Paul moved his head faster and I could hear him moan
loader as I pulled his nipple harder. I never realised that a man's
nipple could be so erotic too.

Paul pulled away from my cock and took my nipple in his warm mouth again.
I closed my eyes and was just enjoying the feeling, then he
moved again, I opened my eyes, his face was only a couple of inches
away from mine. His lips parted, I knew what was going to happen,
I wanted to shout out "no" but instead my mouth opened a bit and I
pulled closer to him. Our lips met, our tongues touched. It was as
the dam broke then, with my hands behind his head I pulled him
closer, our tongues mingled, exploring each-other's mouths, our
breathing became faster, I wanted to touch him everywhere, to suck
him in, to feel him, to pleasure him, to do anything that was
possible.
Paul broke the kiss "let's get to the bedroom".

We hurried to the other room. The moment I hit the bed, Paul was on
top of me, with my legs I locked him, pressing him against me,
feeling his entire body on top of mine. Our tongues met again, we
rolled over the bed, not breaking the kiss, holding on to
each-other. When we stopped I was on top. My tongue left his mouth
and travelled over his neck, down to his chest, licking from one
nipple to the other, softly biting them, his hard cock was pressing
against my stomach, I moved down, kissing his navel, till I reached
his dripping cock. I held it in my hands and looked closely. The
head was all wet, big veins running down the shaft, to me it looked
like the most wonderful thing on earth. I opened my mouth full and
went down.
"O yeah suck me".
This time I knew what I wanted, without any problem I took his
whole cock in, wanted to suck all his juices out. I got his
balls in my hand and pulled on them a bit down.
Paul moaned out loud as my nose was buried in his bush. I moved my
head up and down, pulling his balls further down. His hands were playing with his nipples.He threw his head back.
"Man you gonna make me cum!".
I sucked harder, my free hand working my own cock fast.
I sucked faster, working his cock with my tongue and rubbing the head against the back of my throat.
"Gonna shoot!" Paul cried.
At once I felt the first spurt hitting the back of my throat, I
loved the taste of his salty sperm, soon my mouth was full of it
and it started to drip out, between his cock and my lips. Still he
was shooting, without thinking I swallowed it, so I could suck him
better, I wanted every drop.
"Wow man!!!!" Paul shouted, "sit on my face!"
I knew I was about to blow soon too. I got up and climbed on bed.
"Sit on my face, no turn around" he said.
I quickly turned, with his head between my legs, I lowered myself,
with my cock above his chest I started to jerk off fast.
I gave a cry as I felt his tongue licking the back of my balls and
moving up and down my crack.
"O fuck!" I cried, and pushed down my ass a bit down, his tongue
circled my sphincter while my balls brushed against his chin.
The sensation of his tongue in my crack and the tip of it licking
my hole was overwhelming, I could not hold it back any longer.
I cried out, my whole body shook, as my cock started to spew my cum
all over Paul.
Paul's hands went up and squeezed my nipples hard.
It seemed that my orgasm lasted for ever, finally I was spent, and
let my body fall on the bed next to Paul's.

Paul took me in his arms and we laid like that for a couple of
minutes, holding and kissing each-other.
It had been ages since I had been so close with someone, when was
the last time I held my wife like this?

"Hey buddy, want another beer?"
"No thanks, not for me, still need to drive home".
He kissed me and got up.
I watched him walk out of the bedroom, for the
brief moment he was away I felt alone.
I crossed my hands behind my back and stared at the ceiling.
I just had the most wonderful sex since years! Paul had touched me
on places where no one had ever touched me, my ass was still a bit
damp from his tongue. I smiled at myself, I felt happy and so good.
Paul entered the bedroom again, he looked down at my naked body and
smiled. He took a sip of his beer and handed it over to me. I took
a sip too and return the beer.
"I really have to go" I said.
"I know" he said and bent down and kissed me.
I returned the kiss, I wanted to pull him down, to feel his body on
mine again, to kiss him all over, to feel him licking my ass again,
to suck his cock, to hold him.
"Let's get dressed" he said finally.
He put on a cotton robe and I walked back to the living to retrieve
my clothing.
He watched me, leaning against the doorway as I got dressed.

"Hey, we still need to see those DVDs" he said, "you'll have to
come back soon".
"O, I will be back!" I said, again we kissed and walked towards the door.

When I got home my wife and daughter had not yet returned, stepping
into the house my mood changed. All the way back I was in a kind of
afterglow, but now, here in our house, reality hit me hard.
I needed a drink and poured my self a scotch.
My God, I thought, what have I done, this had not been a quick jack
off with a friend, damn it, I had kissed him, he had licked my ass!