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"I don't know about you, but I have worked up a bit of an appetite. Let's make something tasty for dinner Steve."
Wrapped in our robes, we walked back to the house and re-entered through the kitchen. Andy opened the door to the oversized refrigerator, and I could see that there was plenty on offer in there. I took a closer look and suggested that we make a stir fry meal as there was a large variety of vegetables and there were some chicken breasts in the raw meat compartment.
I was a reasonable cook, so creating something with these ingredients wouldn't be too much of a challenge. Andy showed me into the pantry and there were some pre-cooked rice noodles and oriental sauces that would fit the bill nicely.
"I guess that this will come in handy." He said, as he passed me a large wok.
"Perfect." I replied. "Do you have an apron, so I don't spoil this robe?"
Andy handed me a blue and white striped apron and got one for himself. I thought he was going to wear it over his rope, but he stripped off first and then put the apron on. His sweet backside showed through the back of his apron. I followed suit and Andy took the robes into the living room while I put the wok on the hob and started to heat some vegetable oil.
When he came back, Andy gently squeezed my right buttock and kissed the nape of my neck. Once again, I felt a shiver run down my spine as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his chest.
"There will be plenty of time for fun after dinner." I remarked. "I need to be careful. We don't want any hot oil accidents!"
"Sorry Steve. You're right. We need to be careful. We don't want any burned sausages here!"
Andy helped prepare the chicken by slicing it into strips. I rinsed the vegetables in a colander at the sink and shook them dry. Then started to slice them thinly so that they would cook quickly. When Andy had finished with the meat, I carefully added some to the hot oil to make sure it wasn't going to spit too much. Happy that all was good, I added the rest and started to quickly stir it through the hot oil.
I added some of the hardier vegetables and started to stir things around for a minute or so before adding the remainder of them to the wok. The cooking aromas started to fill the kitchen and I realised that I was very hungry. I added some of the sauces to the mixture and continued to stir things around, while Andy got some bowls and cutlery ready. He poured a couple of glasses of white wine and set things up on the kitchen island for us to eat.
There were some bar stools already at the island, with comfy leather seats for us. I added the rice noodles and quickly stirred then through the other ingredients before I emptied the contents of the wok into the two bowls and dinner was served.
We both agreed that dinner was delicious. The wine was decent as well and a second glass was poured for both of us as we enjoyed our meal together. It was quite sufficient to satisfy our appetites, so there was no need for any dessert this evening.
After we had eaten, we jointly cleared away the dishes and cooking equipment and loaded the dishwasher. I gave the work surfaces as wipe down with a quick spray of disinfectant and wiped the gas hob, as there were a few splashes on the white enamel from the wok.
We still had some wine to drink, so we took our glasses through to the lounge. We removed our aprons and put our robes back on before settling onto the couch in from on the TV. I sat on one end of the couch and Andy lay down with his head in my lap. He pressed a few buttons on the remote control and the TV came to life. Neither of us really paid any attention to the television.
I was gently stroking Andy's head, running my fingers through his hair. I reached down and started to caress his chest. I found his right nipple and gently ran my fingertip around it for a few seconds. I felt the little pink nub start to rise and Andy made an appreciative sound as I continued to stimulate him there.
"Don't stop." He managed to say.
I continued teasing him and his robe started to move in the groin region. Slowly his rope started to open, and his splendid cock came into view, and it continued to grow and thicken. Andy had a very handsome penis and I watched intently as it became fully erect. I was still playing with his nipple, and he was clearly enjoying my gentle touch. A small pearl of clear pre-cum appeared at the tip of his erect member.
Seeing this made my own cock begin to swell under the weight of Andy's head in my lap. He was clearly aware of what was happening, and he moved his head slightly to kiss the growing bulge through my robe. The pressure of his lips on me made my own penis jolt slightly and the blood flowed quickly into my shaft making me solidly erect again.
Andy sat up and pulled his own robe from his shoulders and let it fall behind him onto the sofa. His exposed skin was illuminated by the light from the television. It danced across his chest and accentuated his aroused nipples. His dark chest hairs also shone a little in the light.
Andy stood up and untied my robe, opening it to expose my own arousal. He pulled me up, into his arms and I left my robe fall to the floor. Our lips met once again and the passion in that kiss was incredible. It was more than just physical this time, something deep inside me felt like it was being hugged and caressed with love.
Our eyes met and I knew that Andy had the same feelings. We didn't need to exchange any words.
We placed both robes along the couch and Andy sat towards the middle and swung his legs up so that he was laying along its full length. He opened his legs enough for me to sit between them and I was able to raise my legs up and rest then on either side on him. Our cocks were touching, and, in this position, they were perfectly aligned.
Andy reached out and wrapped his hands around both shafts. Our cockheads were touching, and he slowly started to wank both of us together. Our pre-cum was mingling and that helped our penises to slide against each other. I felt some of the warm, slick fluid drip onto my balls and underneath towards my tight pucker. That felt awesome.
I could feel more of my juices leaking and making us both slippery. I also saw Andy leaking quite a lot too.
I had never experienced anything like this before. I usually only produce a small amount of pre-cum, so this was something entirely new to me. Maybe I was just incredibly turned on by all of this, and I had never been so fully aroused before? Whatever was going on, it was highly pleasurable for both of us.
I thought I would be aching for release, but incredibly the intense stimulation was so enjoyable that I didn't feel the urge to cum. This was a journey to be truly savoured and enjoyed and it was going to last, as both of us had cum several times already that afternoon.
I certainly did not want these deep intense feeling to stop.
To be continued....