Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2022 09:02:22 -0600
From: BS
Subject: BS Encounters: Chapter 5

One lazy weekend afternoon, I was in Taylor and Spencer's kitchen, putting
the finishing touches on a delicious bread before putting it in the oven.
Spencer was doing something around the house while Taylor was on a work
call. This was a typical weekend for us. We had already progressed to that
easy feeling of being around without necessarily doing the same things as
each other.

I finished folding in the dry ingredients as Spencer came into the room.

"What new delicious concoction are you whipping up this time?" he
asked. Spencer thankfully understood that baking is not his forte and
allowed Taylor and I to run the kitchen while he dutifully kept wine
glasses full.

"A lemon turmeric bread," I replied. Want to try the batter?

Spencer responded with a quick nod of assent, so I dipped an index finger
into the thick, creamy batter and offered it up to his lips. With his eyes
firmly locked on mine, Spencer dipped his mouth around my finger and
swirled his tongue, applying just enough pressure to make sure he didn't
waste a single drop.

"Mmm, delicious," he said thickly through a full mouth. Finally, he
swallowed and turned to me with a grin, "but I'm eager to get more from the
source I think."

"This has to bake for about forty minutes, but I think we can make the most
of the wait, don't you?" I answered.

Instead of responding, Spencer simply leaned in and kissed me hard, forcing
his body directly into mine. I reciprocated with the same pressure, feeling
our bulges brush as his tongue grabbed hold of mine.

That was the special thing about Spencer, any time, anywhere, he could get
me intensely turned on, so much so that I would drop everything to get off
with him. I pulled in as tight as I could as he pushed me against the
countertop while his mouth was locked against mine.

Spencer was rubbing my growing cock at this point and took a breath from
kissing me to undo my belt and fish my dick out of my pants. I leaned back
and looked up at the ceiling as he swallowed three quarters of my dick on
his first contact.

"Fuck that's incredible," I moaned as he continued to coat my entire shaft
with saliva. I could feel pressure on my pubes that told me he found the
perfect angle to take me entirely within his mouth. I grasped onto the
counter edge to keep my balance as my feet arched at the pleasure.

Suddenly, an idea struck me. I forced Spencer to take a breath for a second
and grabbed some of the batter with my finger. I slowly trickled it down
until a neat line coated the top of my dick.

"I think you missed a spot right there," I said coyly.

"My apologies, I'll be thorough this time," Spencer responded before
methodically attacking my dick from the side, arching his tongue up to
slowly clean off all the batter. A hot man and baked goods? I was in
heaven!

Not wanting to miss out on all the fun, I let Spencer stand up, intent on
getting access to his dick. I was surprised then when he walked away from
me and around the kitchen island.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Stay there," he said as he moved to the side of the island directly across
from where I was leaning with my back against it.

He slowly unzipped his jeans while staring deeply into my eyes. I did my
best to keep his gaze but broke rank as my eyes were drawn to the object of
my desire as it sprang out from the confines of his briefs.

He stepped up closer to the counter, one leg raised against one of the
stools.

"Lean back," he commanded. I obeyed and lay back against the counter until
I was horizontal. Scooting toward the edge near Spencer, I let my head fall
off until I was directly staring at his dick, gigantic at this close range.
Knowing exactly what I was to do, I leaned in and swallowed his dick down
into my throat, the angles at this position perfectly aligned to slide past
the confines of my mouth.

I heard a sharp intake of breath from Spencer as I consumed him, holding on
deeply and taking in all of his scent as long as I could before I ran out
of breath and withdrew. One quick breath in and I returned to the same
position, basking in the pleasure of bringing pleasure to Spencer.

We continued like this for a few minutes as Spencer's dick got
progressively slicker and he matched my deep throating by face-fucking me
to ram himself down my throat. Finally, I couldn't take it and knew I
needed more. I twisted off the counter and took Spencer over to the kitchen
table. Leaning against the table, I pushed back until my ass was at the
level of his wet cock.

"I need this right now," I said. Wasting no time or breath, Spencer simply
spit on his hand and put a finger against my hole. I was so turned, I'm
sure I felt soft and pliant against his skin as he pressed into me.
Fighting the urge to scream out given Taylor was still on his call in the
next room over, I simply moaned into my sweatshirt as an alternative
release of pleasure.

After he wetted my hole, and with his already slick dick at the ready,
Spencer easily pushed into me as I lay atop the kitchen table.

"Damn, we're really putting all the surfaces of the kitchen to the test
today," I thought to myself.

Soon though, my thoughts were overtaken by the waves of pleasure that came
with my ass contracting tight against Spencer's dick. I could feel him
sliding deeper and deeper into me until he could go no further. I was in
pure bliss, with the only downside being there was no mirror for me to see
Spencer's face as he bottomed out inside of me.

Spencer slowly pulled all the way out before spearing me again, relishing
in the friction of his cock rubbing all the way through my ass. Soon, he
couldn't resist and picked up speed, fucking me harder and harder until the
legs of the table started to tremble. My own legs began to tremble right
after as the intensity of Spencer's fucking pulsed away from my ass to
course through the rest of my body.

At this point the fucking was so intense that I again needed a release
through my mouth. Again, I bit down on my sweatshirt sleeve to avoid crying
out too loudly. My hand had instinctively drawn to my own dick, and I
furiously began pumping. Within just a few strokes, I was cumming harder
than I had in a long time, leaving a long streak of white on the surface of
the table.

"Sorry, it just came over me," I let out between gasps.

"Don't apologize, it was very hot," Spencer replied. I loved feeling your
ass tighten around me when you came. "I've got an idea. Lie down on the
floor" He pulled out of me, and I stood up straight, still feeling weak in
my legs.

I turned around and saw Spencer looking over me while he stroked his dick.
I obeyed and got on the ground while he stood between my legs directly over
me. This was the best view in the world in my eyes, eager for what was to
come next.

Spencer continued to stroke himself over me. "It was so hot watching you on
the counter as you swallowed my dick. And even hotter when your ass gripped
my dick as I fucked you against the table."

At this he started to pulse and quickened his pace. Even the memories from
less than a minute ago were enough to send him over the edge. I watched as
he gasped a final time and felt his hot cum coat my chest and face from six
feet above me, some landing directly on my lips. Even after just cumming,
my dick began to harden at the sensation of Spencer's cum landing on me.
With a couple final ropes, Spencer finished, and I grabbed my own dick,
lost in the intensity of being the object of his shots.

I started pumping my hand as I closed my eyes, and I replayed the sensation
when I felt those first hot drops hit my skin. I wanted to be covered in
his seed all the time, and the thought of that was enough to trigger my
second orgasm in two minutes. I added to Spencer's cum on my stomach as we
both took a minute to catch our breaths.

"Wow," Spencer exclaimed. I don't think I've ever seen someone orgasm twice
in so little time.

"Me neither," I admitted. "Something just came over me. It was so hot
watching you cum all over me on the floor." I stood up and began to clean
things up. "Besides," I said. "I had to finish quickly, I've still got some
bread to get in the oven."