Date: Thu, 13 Apr 2006 20:59:55 +0100
From: Mitchel Mulder <mitchmulder@lycos.com>
Subject: with a little help-5

I was walking down the aisles of the supermarket, pushing the cart
as my wife threw the shopping into it. Saturday morning, our usual
routine. Paul should be on his way back home, in only a few hours
he would arrive home, if only I could be there to greet him. But
there was no way I could do that, by the time he would be home we
were going to be having dinner with Tim's parents, my daughters boy
friend.
As I pushed the cart to our car, I notice how many couples were
just like us. The man pushing the cart or carrying the groceries
while the wife was leading the way.

The afternoon I spent most of the time gardening, while my wife was
busy inside the house. The evening was boring, as I had expected.
The food was good, but Tim's parents were a bit boring. Tim is a
nice guy but to spend your Saturday night with your girlfriend at
home with both of the parents, is something I can't believe. Of
course the talk was about the big up-coming event the church: the
weekend for the youth. My daughter Kate and Tim were going along,
just as my wife she was going as a volunteer. My wife was going on what they
would do that weekend, I could not believe Kate and Tim were really
looking forward to it. Luckily, at ten we all went home, Tim said
goodbye to Kate, I tried to persuade my wife to give the kids some
privacy. According to my wife there was no need to be ashamed of a
kiss, so Tim quickly kissed Kate on her cheek and that was it.

Strange, I thought on the way home, the whole week you are looking
forward to the
weekend, now I almost wished I was back at work.

Sunday morning was the usual conversation.
"But you promised".
"No, not this week"
"Please, it has been such a long time" my wife pleaded.
"I've got other things to do".
"People are already asking why you never come".
"Look, dear, I'm not feeling like going to church, you go".
My wife gave a sigh.
"Maybe I go over to the office and work for a couple of hours".
"There is more to life than just work, you know", with that she and
my daughter left for church.
I waited ten minutes then I got into the car and drove off.

I knew I drove to fast, but who cared, Paul was home and I had to see him.
I parked my car and got out, crossing the street. Just when I
wanted to ring his bell the door opened and a older lady left the
building.
"Thanks" I said as she held the door for me.
I took the lift to his floor, got out and walked the corridor. I
had to stop myself from running, it was like my cock was leading
the way and I was just following it. I turned a corner, his door
opened and a handsome man exited. Quickly I stepped back behind a
column.
"Take care, and thanks for stopping by" I heard Paul say.
"Next time it's your turn to come over, it has been such a long
time" the stranger said.
"Okay, I will" Paul answered.
They shook hands and they kissed each-other briefly on the cheek.

I watched the man walking by. Just as he past the column I was
hiding behind he turned to Paul and waved.
My heart sank, I felt like a complete fool, I wanted to die, there
was no reason to live anymore.
The guy looked great and younger than me. What I fool I had been,
I let myself fall against the wall and sank to my feet. I wrapped
my arms around my legs and let my head rest against my knees. I
felt my eyes getting wet, what was I do, the man I loved had
someone else, younger and better looking. "Fool" I said to myself,
of course Paul could get any guy he wanted, why should he settled
for a married guy like me.
I heard some noise in the corridor, but I just didn't care, I
didn't care for anything anymore.
"What are you doing down there?".
I looked up, Paul was standing over me with a puzzled look at his face.
"Get up" he extended his hand. I hesitated for a few seconds to take it.
"Come on!" he almost shouted.
I reached out and he took my hand, pulling me up.
"What the hell are you doing down there, man?".
"I didn't want to bother you and your friend", I apologized.
Paul started to laugh out loud.
Still laughing he pulled me close to him. "You twit, that was my brother!".
I did not react.
"Really!" Paul said.
Still holding on to me he pushed me a bit away.
"Don't tell me you were jealous".
"No, I wasn't!" I said.
He gave me a wide grin.
Realising I was acting silly, I smiled too.
"O man, I have missed you so much" and with that he kissed me
on my mouth, pushing his tongue between my lips. My mouth opened,
sucking his tongue in.
"Come on, let's get inside".
He took my hand and together we walked into his apartment.

He closed the door behind us.
"I've missed you too" I confessed and pressed my body to his.
Again our tongues mingled, our bodies pressed together. We had to
let go for breath, only for a few seconds, then our lips were back
together again.
His hands moved over my head, I pressed my crotch to his, feeling
his hardening cock pressing against mine, his hands moved down my
shoulders and
back till the rested on my ass. He squeezed my buttocks in his
hands, pushing my hips to his groin.
"I love you" I manage to say.
"Love you too" he answered.
He pulled my shirt off over my head. His mouth was in my armpit,
licking and softly biting the tender flesh. I moaned, running my
hands through his hairs. His tongue moved to my right nipple,
licking around it in circles. I pressed my chest up, he grinned,
then he took my hard nipple in his mouth, tickling it with the tip
of his tongue and gently biting it.
I managed to lift up his shirt, my hands were running over his
chest, finding his nipples and squeezing them hard.
"O yes!".
With his hand on my shoulder he pushed my down till I was on my knees,
staring at the big bulge in his jeans. He took off his shirt, my
hands reached for his fly and slowly opened his jeans. His cock,
still in his briefs stuck out immediately, I pulled his jeans down
and started to lick his briefs. I sucked on them, feeling the warm
of his cock burning through the cotton. My fingers went through the
openings for his legs, touching the soft hairy skin of his balls.
With my teeth I pulled his briefs down, freeing his erect cock,
which sprang into my face. I started to lick it from the base up to
the piss slit. I opened my my mouth to let it enter my mouth.
Paul gave a loud sigh as his cock disappeared into my hungry mouth.
With my hands on his ass I pushed his cock all the way in. I sucked
as if my life depended on it.
"Wow, man" Paul said, "looks like you really need it".
I took his balls in my hand and rolled them around, I let his cock
plop out of my mouth and started licking his balls. How I loved his odour.
With my free hands I opened my pants.
"Let's go to the bedroom" Paul said.

Once in the bedroom we were both naked in seconds.
We could not stop touching, kissing and licking each-other. We did
not miss a spot. Then Paul threw my on the bed with my legs up in
the air.
"I've missed your ass so badly" he grinned.
I grabbed my legs and pulled them up, exposing my ass to him.
"Guess what, my ass missed you too".
With his hand on my buttocks he started to lick my opened ass hole.
My body shook with pleasure as I felt the soft pressure of his
tongue pushing into me.
Yes, I had missed him.
I felt my sphincter relaxing and opening up form him, his tongue
went in deep, my ass was now on fire, feeling the wet tickling
sensation inside.
"Yes, fuck my ass" I pleaded.
A couple of days ago I could not have imagined saying these words,
now I was desperate for his cock.
Paul came up with a bright smile, "that's what I like to hear".
He gave me a kiss on my lips. I could smell my own scent form his face.
He reached down under the bed, I turned around sticking my ass up.
"No, please" Paul said, "on your back, I wanna watch your face".
I turned on my back again, while Paul lubed up his cock. I pulled
up my legs.
With two lubed fingers he entered me, I gave a sigh and pushed my ass up.
He moved around a bit, causing my cock to drip. Paul ran his finger
through the little puddle on my stomach and smeared on his cock
head.
He withdrew his fingers and placed his cock against my ass.
He quickly looked in my eyes, as if asking for permission.
I guess he already knew the answer, slowly but firmly he started to
push forward.
I felt the tip of his cock working its way in.
I held my breath, a short sharp pain went through me, he pushed and
pushed, slowly his head entered me completely.
His gaze was transfixed on his cock diseapering in my ass, he
stopped for a few seconds until I said I was fine.
The pain disappeared, he pushed further, I was being filled with
his cock, it felt as there was no end to his organ. My cock went up
and down with each inch he entered.
When he was completely in we both let our breaths out, with my
hands I reached for his face, pulling it down to mine, I opened my
mouth to let his tongue in. Slowly he started to fuck me, my hands
went through his hairs and over his shoulders. I closed my legs
behind his back.
With each thrust he made we moaned, this was a great way to be
fucked. My hands went over his face, his chest, pulling hard at his
nipples, he increased his speed, fucking me harder and deeper. With
each move he made he hit my prostate, my cock reacted at once,
spilling out more pre-cum.
This can't go on for much longer, my balls, cock and ass were on
fire, hell, my whole body was on fire.

I could not stop moaning, this was getting too hot, I was going to
cum. My ass tightened around his dick, my body started to shake, I
was moaning uncontrollably, Paul threw his head in his back, I took
my cock in my hand, with the other I pinched his nipple. We both
groaned primitively. The moment I felt his cum inside, my cock
started to shoot too.
Our bodies moved together, our chests touched, with arms around
each-other shoulders, we were enjoying our orgasms.
With his cock still inside my ass, Paul let himself fall onto me.
"O man" I said, "that was amazing"
"I totally agree".
Paul licked off my sperm form my chest and chin.
"O, baby I love you" he said.
"I love you too" I answered.
Our lips met again and our tongues moved around.

We laid in each other arms, sipping the beer Paul had got us.
"Paul, I really do love you" I said.
"I love you too, Dan" and placed a kiss on my cheek.
"I want a divorce, I finally know what I want".
Paul stopped caressing my chest.
"Are you sure?" he said.
"Yes, I am".
Paul did not say anything.
"Look" I said, "since I've met you I realised what I am, who I am
and what I want, my marriage means nothing, yeah, we live together,
but not as husband and wife, it's more like .... brother and
sister".
Paul sat up, "Look Dan, I love you too, but don't throw everything
away, I mean, how long have you been married? You got a daughter."
"I know, but basically, it's got nothing to do with you."
He looked at me puzzled.
"I mean" I continued, "well, you could say you have opened my eyes".
There was silence, but he laid back again and put his arms around me again.
He kissed me softly, "Dan, I don't want to be the one to break up a
marriage".
"Don't worry" I said, "I should have done it years ago".

I pressed my lips against his and pushed my tongue inside, I moved
on top of him. He kissed me back, pressing me down on him with his
arms around me. Our swelling cocks rubbing together.
"What time should you be back home" he asked.
"Who cares!" I replied.