Date: Sat, 29 Aug 2020 16:17:16 -0500
From: Bruce Turner <cbru49@gmail.com>
Subject: Meeting Bryce

			       Meeting Bryce

	I've been living in Houston for four years.  I moved here the week
I graduated from graduate school.  I'd had three offers of jobs, they were
all here.  I had debated which of the positions to take for a week, while I
didn't take the one that paid the most I did take the one that promised the
most likely path to promotions.  For almost four years I have been working
more than fifty hours a week every week, trying to not only do my job but
to learn my boss's job, too.  Last week she had announced that I would be
expected to take her place when she took a long over due vacation.

	Mrs. Forbes hadn't taken a vacation in all the time I have been
here.  Whether she had been saving up vacation time or she was entitled to
that much time yearly, she was going to South America for six weeks.  I was
both proud to be taking her position over my fellow employees that had been
with the company much longer and worried that I didn't know as much as I
had projected for the last year.

	The first Thursday covering for her the CEO of the company left a
message with my secretary (Jonathon, really he worked for Mrs. Forbes) that
I was expected me to join him in the executive lunch room the following day
at 11:00 AM.  I had heard about the gilded dining room reserved for the top
executives of the company but had not had the opportunity to eat there.  I
took extra care when I prepared for work that Friday, well aware that the
CEO did not participate in the company wide policy of Casual Fridays.
Since the department where I work is never visited by customers we are more
casual than most of the Houston employees, ie: we never wear ties and
seldom jackets.  If you have ever been in Houston you can understand how
that is more comfortable coming to and going home from work.

	It is also less expensive.  I only had two suits, the blue one I
had worn when interviewed for the job and a black suit that made me feel
like an undertaker.  Stepping into the formal dining hall I was glad that I
had chosen the black suit, in front of me were at least twenty men in
black; no one was dressed in any other color or less than a fitted suit,
there were no Sears or Penney's coats in sight.  I was shown to the CEO's
table by the hostess.  A few minutes later he arrived and began questioning
me on what our department does and how I felt I was doing without
Mrs. Forbes.

	A clam chowder appetizer arrived without our having to order.  We
were given the choice of what to drink although there was no alcohol which
would have helped to calm my nerves.  The entree`s were served, I was
confused that the waiter had brought three plates.  A couple bites into our
meals the other guest arrived, I was introduced to the CEO's handsome son,
Bryce.  Bryce was working at the job his Father had when he joined his
Father's company many years earlier.

	I should tell you a little about myself.  Throughout college I had
maintained my virginity, mostly due to the fact I studied day and night.
Secondarily, I didn't date because I had no idea what I wanted in a
partner.  During these four years in Houston I had started to think I
needed to decide whether I wanted to find myself a partner or become a
self-declared hermit.  It isn't that I was asexual, I masturbated to a
variety of pornographic magazines and had erotic dreams.  I was feeling
that I was one of those people that the preachers claim choose their
sexuality since I didn't find either men or women more attractive than the
other.  I didn't want to live a life of bisexuality, if I was going to find
a partner that is what I wanted, one partner: the partner I gave my
virginity.

	Tall, dark and handsome had been applied to me so many times that I
have come to believe that others find me handsome, although not arrogantly.
I had been compared to a couple famous actors even to the point of being
asked if one of them was my father and another my brother.  They aren't, I
come from a Hillbilly family that has had no famous relatives since we
arrived in America two hundred years earlier.

	I'm about six feet three inches tall, weigh a little over 210
pounds, have a thirty-two inch waist and a nicely developed chest although
I'm not overly muscled.  I've had numerous compliments on my body in
different gyms, mostly in schools.  The compliments had always made me look
around at the other boys or men and realize that my body was nice, so was
my cock.  I wished that I could compare my butt to those I saw but I would
not think about it once I was home and there was a mirror that would have
helped.  Still, I knew that I had liked looking at other boys' butts,
especially those that were nice and tight with dimpled cheeks from the time
I had entered ninth grade.

	That was all I had done, look.  In the showers I had a few guys
'accidentally' bump a hand against my butt.  I never though much about it
although there were two guys that I showered with after handball in college
that I would have liked to feel up, too.  When I went home for vacations
from class I did take the opportunity to feel up a few of the local girls
but I never went beyond that.  As I said earlier I was still a virgin, back
in West Virginia I could have had either boys or girls but had always said
"no thanks".

	If my hair had been any lighter I would be called a ginger but I
had a good Scottish head of red hair.  I would have liked to let it grow
long enough to pull back in a tail but I was all business and kept it
trimmed in the style of the office.  Bryce had let his hair grow, a matter
that his father addressed immediately after he sat with us.  I was
surprised at the animosity between the pair, why would the CEO invite him
to lunch if they were going to quarrel the entire time?  I didn't make a
comment pro or con about his hair, I would have sided with the son not the
father.

	"Kiff, I'm going to leave you with my son.  I have been hearing
rumors that you haven't been taking advantage of the social life in Houston
or using any of the company benefits.  Bryce doesn't show up here very
often but he has a full weekend of company passes to the theater district
reserved."

	"My Father doesn't think much of me.  This is the first time I have
ever been asked to escort one of his employees around town, I don't know
what that says about you.  I will meet you at the restaurant across the
street when you get off work this evening, I'll be in the bar.  We will
need to get to the Wortham Theater at 7PM can you meet me at 5:30 so we
have time for dinner or would you prefer to wait until after the show to
eat?"

	"I won't be hungry at 5:30.  Is it alright if I meet you at 6:30?"
I wasn't used to the full meal we had just finished at that time of day.

	"Okay, we'll have a quick drink and have the driver ready to take
us downtown."

	I stood with Bryce to leave the dining hall.  It was pleasant to be
with a man the same height as me.  I was also glad to see that he didn't
carry any extra weight like his father and most of the senior employees at
the office did.  We split directions at the elevator.  Back at my office I
found myself unable to concentrate on what needed to be finished for the
weekend.  All that was in my mind was the attractive man that I was going
to be joining for the evening.  I wasn't even certain as to where we were
headed other than the name of the theater.  That was the first time in four
year that I left the office first.  Walking across the street I was glad
that I had worn a suit that day, it would do me well at any theater
gathering and the weather had taken a turn for the windy with a slight
chill.

	Bryce was sitting at a bar table next to the window.  Entering the
room I realized that he was easily the most handsome man there.  I felt a
slight tingle that I was going to be seen in his company.  He was much less
formal than he had been in the company of his Father, in another setting he
would have easily been picked out as gay.  I quickly ordered a Cutty Sark
on the rocks and he ordered a refill of his martini.

	Our conversation was rather stilted.  I had no idea of what I could
talk to him about since most of my life was work.  Later I found out he was
having much the same problem with the addition of wanting to turn the
conversation sexual.  We had trouble finding a common topic that we were
both interested in until we hit upon cars.  Not that I could drive a car in
the class of what he said he drove most of the time but I had saved some
money to put a down-payment on a car and was interested in learning more
about the sports car he had driven before trading it in the previous month.

	We were in the back seat of his Father's limousine before he said
where we were headed for the evening.  I knew the Wortham Theater housed
different groups of performers but I wouldn't have taken Bryce as a man
that enjoyed the ballet.  Houston has an outstanding ballet company with
members from all over the world, that evening a young man that had joined
the company a year earlier from China was dancing the male lead.  I had
read reviews that praised him in the Chronicle and was glad to have the
chance to see the Ballet that evening.  I hadn't seen a professional Ballet
since an aunt had taken me to see one as a gift for my fifteenth birthday.
I'm not going to give you a review of the Ballet other than to say there
was an extended standing ovation at the end.  The costume designer must
have spent the entire budget on dressing the females, Chin and the other
males only wore shiny tights; I think the naked chests had something to do
with the ovation.

	Twice during the show both of us had (inadvertently?) touched the
other's leg.  I had touched Bryce's arm while he had let his hand sit on my
knee and then further up my leg.  I really didn't know what to think about
the way he touched me but it hadn't made me too uncomfortable.  In the
limousine I couldn't stop thinking about having Bryce's hand almost on my
testicles and wished that he would put his hand on my leg again.

	"Why don't you take off your tie?  The restaurant won't be that
formal."  He was already in the process of untying his tie.  I can't
believe that I found what he was doing sexy, it was almost as if he was
starting a striptease.  I watched him until he folded the tie and set it on
the top of the bar opposite us.  I tried to make my movements as alluring
but I doubt I did.  However I unbuttoned two of the top buttons of my shirt
which I am sure he noticed.

	Over a pre-dinner cocktail we talked about the ballet and Bryce
loosened up enough that I learned a little about how he was living in West
Texas working as a salesman for the company.  He didn't speak highly of the
city where he lived letting me know that he wished he was back in Houston
full time where he could find a mate. He thought of the city where he was
located as housing mostly rough necks and cotton farmers, he wanted someone
with more education and culture.

	That he said a mate rather than a wife gave me a cue that he was
not straight.  I'd had other cues while we had been together and had put
together the idea that he would have preferred to be out looking for a sex
partner than escorting me to the ballet.  The first direct comment that was
not to be confused was when we pulled up in front of the building where I
live and he asked if I was going to invite him in.  I directed the limo
driver down the ramp to an empty parking space that was assigned to me, we
walked over to the elevator which was at the opposite end of the building.

	Riding the elevator to the floor where my apartment is located was
uncomfortable with neither of us speaking.  I thought I knew what was
coming but since I hadn't told Bryce that I would be available I didn't
know what I should do.  He was close enough behind me that I could feel the
heat off his body as I unlocked the door and stepped inside, I was putting
my keys on the hall table when he took me by the shoulders and spun me
around.  Pressing me against the wall Bryce forced his mouth against mine
and gave me the most intense, forceful and passionate kiss I could imagine.
It was the first time I had physically reacted to a kiss, our cocks were
batting against each other and I felt an oozing of pre-cum making my
underwear sticky.

	After five minutes I managed to pull loose.  I hung my suit coat on
the hall tree and told Bryce to get comfortable while I made us a couple
Rusty Nails.  I found myself with a huge smile on my face as I poured the
drinks, I was ready to press myself back against Bryce and resume kissing.
When I turned back to the living room I found him sitting on the sofa.  I
didn't know whether just removing his coat and shoes was what he considered
comfortable but I was glad that he had taken undressing a step further than
I had.

	"A toast, to comfort."  We both took a sip of the sweet drink and
sat them on the antique stained glass door I had just purchased the week
previous.  Bryce slipped off the sofa and reverently removed my shoes and
socks before giving me a short foot massage.  He sat beside me and began to
kiss again, it was everything I had hoped I would find one day.  By the
time we broke apart my shirt was out of my slacks and completely
unbuttoned.  Bryce moved from my mouth to licking and kissing my nipples, I
leaned back in sheer pleasure accepting what he was doing to me.  I was
paying attention to his tongue and mouth so intently that I didn't notice
him undoing my belt, the top slacks button and pull down my zipper.

	His hand was still cold from the last time he had taken a drink, I
nearly jumped out of the slacks when his hand touched my shaft.  I didn't
know what to do right then but I knew that I wanted to do whatever it was
going to be on the bed not the sofa.  I took him by the hand and asked to
go to the bed.  It is only a few steps from the sofa to the bed, I have a
loft type apartment that is basically one room only divided by the
refinished doors I had bought at antique stores (mostly an architectural
store that I found totally engrossing).  I hadn't spent a fortune on
furniture when I moved in to the apartment, hoping that I would have more
money for what I wanted in the future (four years later I was still
furnishing the apartment), the bed was behind a screen I'd made from four
antique doors with matching leaded 'blue' glass.

	My slacks were falling off by the time I stepped around the divider
I had fashioned from the four doors.  I didn't pay any attention to my
slacks, I unbuttoned Bryce's shirt while he undid his slacks.  I was
shaking, I don't know whether it was from nervousness, fear or excitement.
As Bryce kicked away his underwear I got my first look at him naked.  All
of the confusion I had suffered over the years disappeared as he stepped
closer to me and stripped my underwear down my legs.  I pulled him to me
and tried to replicate our first kiss, some of it was the same, some better
(our cocks were touching not rubbing through cloth) and some less
satisfying.

	After just a couple minutes Bryce pushed me back so that we were
sprawled across the queen sized bed.  Grabbing hold of him to stabilize
myself I found my hands squeezing the globes of his butt.  "Bryce, I don't
know whether I said it before but you should know that I am a virgin."

	"Just with men?"  I suppose he found it hard to believe at
twenty-six I had never had sex with anyone.

	"No.  I have never had sex of any kind other than with my own
hand."  He had rolled on top of me and was looking me in the eyes as I
spoke.

	"I hope you want this."  He had his hand sliding down my shaft to
my testicles.

	"Ever since that first kiss I have been wanting more although I
didn't know what that was going to be."  I hoped he understood that to mean
that he was going to need to teach me everything.

	"Since the moment my father introduced us I have want to get you in
a bed so we can fuck.  Don't be scared," My cock started to wilt at the
idea he was going to fuck me.

	"I will be gentle and I will let you do anything I do back to me."
He was speaking between the kisses we were sharing.

	"Is fucking how guys usually start having sex with each other?"
How naive could I sound?

	"Honestly, no.  Most gay guys start out sucking cock and getting
their cock sucked." Mine stood back up at the sound of that.

	"That sounds less scary than being fucked."  My cock was hard
again, I don't know whether that was from the thought of getting in his
mouth or of getting his cock in mine.

	"You're right, there is no pain involved in sucking cock and as
long as you don't scrape the shaft with your teeth you aren't going to
cause any."

	"You will teach me what to do, right?"  I had his cock in my hand
but knowing what to do beyond stroking it seemed worlds away.

	"Haven't you ever watched any videos of men having sex?  They are
ubiquitous on the internet these days."

	"No.  The only pornography I ever saw was years ago, I must have
been in seventh or eighth grade.  I remember thinking it was rather gross,
neither the man nor woman was that attractive or fit."  That wasn't a
problem I was going to have with Bryce, he was both.

	"We can start slow if you want, just masturbating each other."  He
had moved so that I had released his cock and he had pushed it between my
thighs.  It didn't take me long to realize how close he was to touching my
asshole with his cock and I rolled him off of me.

	"That's the way the ancient Greeks were said to have sex with their
boys, although I imagine they did it from the rear not face to face."

	We spent the next few minutes touching parts of each others' body,
I really enjoyed having him caressing my butt and playing with his balls.
The entire time we explored each other I stayed hard as did Bryce.  Unlike
me with only a scattering of hair on my chest and a bright red treasure
trail Bryce had a carpet of blond-brown fur on his chest that I found
extremely sexy to run my hands through.  I wanted to ask him to show me how
to suck his cock but for some reason I held back.

	It must have been ten minutes or more that I was learning about his
body and Bryce explored mine before he turned around so that we were facing
each others' cock.  I had been thinking I wanted him to teach me what I was
to do but with his cock close to my face I buried my nose in his crotch
hair and inhaled deeply enjoying the new scent.  I was still sniffing at
him when I felt a wetness on my balls, I looked down and saw that Bryce was
running his tongue over them.  If he was willing to do that I had to be,
too.  That I had enjoyed playing with his balls in my hand was nothing
compared to the feel of them moving against my tongue and lips.  I followed
him in trying to suck them into my mouth, I was only able to get one in at
a time.

	The moan he made against my sac when I separately took his second
ball into my mouth told me I was doing well.  He began running his tongue
up the length of my shaft, reluctantly I released his ball and did what he
was doing.  He was making me feel fantastic, I hoped I was doing as much
for him.  I had been holding his cock away from his body for access, when I
got my first taste of his pre-cum I knew why men suck cock.

	He tasted sweet, I was addicted to his pre-cum from the first
taste.

	I was still hesitant to take his cock into my mouth but as Bryce's
lips slid over the head of my cock I promised myself that I would do the
same as him, after all he was my teacher.  I was still running my tongue
around the head of his cock and my thumb up his shaft glorying in the
pre-cum when I felt his mouth move further down my cock shaft.  I goofed,
instead of taking him slowly the way he was going down on me I tried
catching up and rammed too much cock in my mouth, I gagged.

	Bryce was understanding, he told me to try again but to take the
smallest amount of the cock I could seconds at a time.  I did what he said
the best could, I found it difficult not to force the whole cock in but I
followed what he was doing and after the first few inches pulled back to
run my lips down his shaft again.  Sucking on his cock as I pulled back was
only natural so that soon I was working him in and out.  It was too much, I
hadn't been sucking on him long when I shot my cum into his mouth.  I
didn't know what he would do, swallow, spit or let the cum slide back the
outside of my cock?

	Bryce pulled off my cock and seconds later let me know that he was
going to shoot in my mouth.  He said I should gather as much of the cum as
I could on my tongue so that I would get a true taste of him and then try
swallowing.  It seemed like he wouldn't stop shooting cum, I had to swallow
some or I would have begun gagging again.  I don't know how much he shot,
but I found that I loved the taste and swallowed it all.

	"That was great for your first blow job, Kiff."

	"It felt great having my first blow job, too.  I never understood
why the boys in school and college were so enthusiastic about getting blow
jobs but I do now.

	"I enjoyed how you taste."  I knew it was a strange confession for
me to be making after sucking his cock for the first time but it was true.

	"Well, you have all weekend to get more of my cum."  That sounded
good but in the back of my mind I remembered that he had said he wanted to
fuck me, I wouldn't get to taste his cum if he was shooting it up my ass.

	That had been a long day.  It was later than I usually fell asleep
and I had more than twice the alcohol I was used to drinking.  I moved
around on the bed so that I could pull my body against Bryce's, such a nice
feeling.  Surprising myself I buried my face in his armpit, I had never
thought of a man's perspiration as attractive but it didn't take me long to
know I was enjoying the smell and wanted a taste.  I licked at his armpit,
mostly avoiding the hair.  Bryce is ticklish and that made him giggle.  It
didn't take either of us long after he got me to stop before falling
asleep.

	I woke in the morning with Bryce sucking my cock again.  As much as
I needed to go to the bathroom to piss I was enjoying the feel of his mouth
and forced myself to lay still.  I was shocked to feel Bryce pushing a
finger into my asshole.  I wanted to squirm away but I wasn't willing to
give up his mouth for the slight discomfort.  I don't know where he found
the lotion or grease to ease his way into me but I am sure he had.  He was
soon running his finger in and out, driving me to an early orgasm.  As soon
as I finished shooting I fled to the bathroom to piss, empty I returned to
the bed hoping to get another taste of his cum.

	"Did you like that?"  Unexpectedly he licked at the tip of my cock
getting those three drops we never are able to shake off.

	"I wasn't ready for what you did but it wasn't bad.  It did make me
shoot my load faster than I would have expected."

	"Haven't you ever played with your own asshole?"  I couldn't see
his face but I could tell there was a smile on it.  It felt odd to talk
about my asshole not him licking up the drops of piss.

	"Never."  I had never done more than use a Cottonelle to wipe my
hole, that had made me think of doing more but I hadn't.

	"After I take a piss I think it is time for you to learn how good
your asshole can feel."  I wasn't sure what he meant other than he was
going to fuck me.  I was already aware that my asshole could feel different
than it normally did just by having a finger playing in it.  While he was
gone I rolled onto my stomach and spread my legs to give him access when he
returned, I didn't know what he would do but I was going to give him
whatever he wanted.  We had traded blow jobs the previous night so I
trusted him completely.

	"That's the way I like being greeted.  Two tight butt globes, a
scattering of hair and a nice pink asshole winking at me."  I doubt I was
actually winking at him, but I was trying to keep my butt spread enough for
him to see my asshole.  I had never looked at it so I was surprised to
learn that it was pink.  After he had fingered me I expected him to go
straight to fucking since it was going to be my first time and I didn't
know how much I would need prepared for a cock our size, his cock seemed to
be the same length and girth as mine.

	"Since this is the first time I'll be shooting cum in your ass I'll
wear a condom, I don't want you to have to worry about any diseases.  We
might be able to find a place to get a quick HIV test this afternoon."  I
was glad he was trying to take care of me and introducing me to sex safely.
The mere mention of HIV was nearly enough to make me back out of what I'd
been promised.  He had walked around the bed while talking.

	Feeling his weight on the foot of the bed between my legs brought
me back to thinking of one thing, being fucked.  Bryce massaged my thighs
and cheeks before saying anything more.  It was so nice I didn't care if he
proceeded or not.  I was sinking back into a dream state when I felt his
weight shift and his knees hit the inside of my legs.  Then he was kissing
my cheeks and occasionally running his tongue over my skin from one kiss to
the next.  I wanted to giggle, but I held back knowing he was serious about
what was going to happen and what he was doing.

	He completely covered my cheeks with his kisses before he started
towards the crevice between them.  I didn't believe he was kissing my skin
so close to my asshole but loved it.  He was exerting more pressure on my
cheeks to spread them even wider.  I landed flat on my stomach seconds
after I felt his tongue run down one side of my asshole.  Bryce took time
to pull me back to my knees and dove back into the crevice.  It was
unbelievable, he was licking all around my asshole.  I have to admit I
loved the sensations, he was getting closer and closer to my opening with
his tongue.  I thought he'd quit before his tongue touched my hole but
suddenly I felt a slight pressure and then his tongue flicked back and
forth before I felt him push his tongue against the slit with more force.
Now I know that he didn't force the tip of his tongue in very far but that
day I thought he was splitting me apart but I wanted more of his tongue.

	You would have to ask him to find out how far into me his tongue
pushed but it felt like he was all the way in and his lips were pressed
against the rim. It had taken him more than just one attempt to get his
tongue to slip between the lips of my asshole.  If it had taken him all
morning I would have been happy.  What he was doing to me had me erect
again and almost ready to beg Bryce to fuck me but I didn't want him to
stop.

	I wasn't ready for it but with his tongue still tightly in me he
pressed a finger in along the bottom of it.

	"Bryce, PLEASE, take my virginity."  I didn't need to beg twice.
He pulled his finger and tongue away and pressed the hot tip of his cock to
my opening.  I loved the heat of his cock against me but I was scared and
went flat on my stomach again.  For a minute I thought that was going to
stop Bryce from pressing into me.  I felt his weight pressing down on my
back before he told me that I needed to stop trying to get away, he could
fuck me right where I was. I felt the heat of his cock in my crevice and
then a cool wet finger poke my asshole.

	"Calm down, Kiff.  We will soon be making love."  He was kissing at
my shoulders as his cock slid through my cheeks and the head forced its way
in.

	"Before it starts to hurt too much you need to do two things, try
to relax which I know will be hard and press down like you are trying to
take a dump."  He was late telling me that, he was already making me feel
like his entire fist was inside me and expanding.  I did the best I could
to follow his instructions and suddenly I felt at least three or four
inches of cock slid through my lips.  I think I yelled out in pain but he
didn't pull back or help me in any way.  I was confused, why would I want
him to continue if it hurt this bad?

	"Does it always hurt like this?"  I felt stuffed, a Turducken?

	"Kiff, after you take my whole cock a few times it won't hurt at
all."

	"Isn't your the whole cock already in me?"

	"No, I only have a couple inches in you."  With that he forced more
of his cock into me, it hurt so much I yelled again.  My cock had gone from
fully erect to hiding in my balls, I couldn't imagine this ever feeling
better.  Looking back he was patiently forcing his cock into me, at the
time I thought he was being rough.

	"Put your head down and push out with your ass."  He hit my butt
with his thighs, then he shouted at me that he was all the way in my ass.
For a few minutes he held still, as naive as I was I thought that he must
have finished fucking me or just holding his cock in me that way was
fucking.  I tried adjusting the way my ass was around his cock until I
actually began to feel better.  The pain was mostly gone by the time he
started to run his cock in and out of me.  By the time he shouted out he
was cumming I was getting used to what was happening and I was enjoying it.

	I expected him to pull his cock out after he came but he pushed me
in to the mattress and rolled to the side.  I didn't know what was expected
of me but I held onto his cock as well as I could until I felt the condom
start to slip out of me.  Bryce took a minute to remove the condom and wipe
off his cock before laying down again.  I put an arm over him and pulled
myself tight against his body.  The thoughts running through my head were
all about the fact that I had allowed him to fuck me and that I was no
longer a virgin.  My head slid into his armpit, I was enjoying the scent of
him again as my nose was tickled by his hair.

	Bryce spoke a little to me, the sort of sweet nothings you would
expect from a man that had just taken your virginity.  He seemed to like my
face in his pit until I began licking at him, he was ticklish and began
trying to squirm away from me.  It only seemed right that I should lick out
the sweat from his armpit after he had licked the taste from my asshole.
After licking both pits I thought I should head for his asshole but Bryce
told me to go to sleep he was too tired to do anything else.  With his
strong arm around my chest it only took me a few minutes to lose
consciousness.

	We woke again around noon.  I have to say that waking beside
another man is much more pleasant than waking alone.  We both had moved
around that morning, I no longer had my face in his armpit.  Bryce had his
head on my chest and my erection in his fist.

	"It feels like someone is ready for me again."  Bryce licked his
way down my torso until he was licking the head of my cock.  If this was
what sleeping with another man would be like I wanted to wake this way
every morning.  I slightly moved the way I was laying and he took most of
my cock in his mouth, I had been hoping that I would be in a position where
he could be licking my balls.

	He pulled off my cock and I was able to see him stick his fingers
in his mouth before using his other hand to prop my cock out at a ninety
degree angle to my body.  When he sank onto my cock again he didn't stop
until he had the entire cock in his mouth and two fingers half-way into my
asshole.  He may have thought I was trying to go deeper into his throat but
I was attempting to get away from his fingers, my asshole was sore from the
first fuck.  He was relentless, I felt his knuckles against my taint before
he stopped pushing.  Seconds later he found my prostrate, I was unable to
hold back and shot all the cum that I had built up during that nap.  He
milked my balls to get the last of my cum, once finished he said it was
time to get up, I had to agree.  I needed to hit the commode.

	"No, don't put any clothes on."  Bryce was sitting on the end of
the bed waiting for me to return from the bathroom.  I offered to cook a
light breakfast.  While I started the meal he showered.  After his shower
he wouldn't leave me alone.  I liked the fact he was entranced with my butt
and would play with it and when he was up against me would play with my
balls.  By the time breakfast was ready I was almost ready to lose another
load.

	We talked about what we needed to do that day and whether we would
be able to find a place to get the HIV test Bryce wanted us both to take.
After cleaning up the plates and skillet I loaned him a pair of my blue
jeans and a casual shirt, my shoes did not fit so he was forced to go
around in his dress shoes.  I was getting prepared to call Uber when he let
me know that his car had been delivered while we were eating, not actually
his but one of the family cars that his parents would not be using that
weekend.

	We were able to get a quick HIV test (twenty minutes) on the way to
Nordstroms.  They both came back negative, I was given a short lecture on
safer sex and we were on our way.  Bryce insisted that we would get two
sweaters each that we could wear under suit jackets to the shows we would
be attending that night and the next.  That was a bit out of my budget but
I didn't object since they have such nice sweaters and winter hadn't
arrived yet.  We spent a few hours shopping, Bryce insisted he get another
pair of shoes and a jacket he could change into after the show.  I was in a
rush to get back to the condo, I wanted to learn what it was like to fuck a
man.

	Bryce is not only more experienced than me, he is more adventurous.
When we found the first sweaters we wanted he insisted that we try them on.
I didn't think anything about that until we were walking to the changing
rooms and he pushed me into one and followed behind and locked the door.  I
must have had a shocked expression on my face, he laughed at me and then
stripped my shirt off.  I reached for the sweater I had chosen but he
didn't leave me move and unfastened my belt and zipper.  I tried to tell
him that we couldn't do that in the changing room but he didn't listen and
soon had my cock in his hand.  I was too scared to get hard but I did like
the way he played with my balls and cock: I reciprocated, we stood there
for at least ten minutes with a cock in our hand..

	"Another blow job?"

	"No, we need to wait until we get back to my place."

	"Wait a second."  I didn't know what to expect.  Bryce dropped the
jeans and pressed his butt back towards me.  We didn't have any grease with
us but my finger slid into his asshole without much resistance.  The smooth
interior and the grasping muscles were something I had never experienced, a
moment of that feeling and I was leaking pre-cum down my leg.  If I hadn't
been afraid of being caught I would have gladly have taken him right then
and there.

	We walked out of the changing room at separate times but I know
from how hot I was that I must have been blushing from my face down.  Bryce
had convinced me to allow him to purchase the sweaters so I wasn't paying
attention when he slid two extra to the clerk.  I wanted to leave but he
insisted on visiting the shoe department for a pair of casual shoes.  We
were both anxious to get back but agreed that a cup of coffee would be
good.

	We went to a shop close to the Water Wall and spent a half hour
walking around before heading back to my place.  It had felt nice to walk
around talking to him, it had made us feel like a real couple although I
refused to hold his hand when he tried to grab mine.  There were lots of
PDA's around us, all of them heterosexual.  In the car headed to my place I
allowed Bryce to take my hand, I though it felt so natural that I didn't
pull away until I needed to get the garage pass card out of my wallet.

	"In the last two years I have never had anyone get on the elevator
going up after the first floor."  I had unbuttoned my shirt and had started
to undo his, too.  His hands were filled with the bags so I was able to
tweak his nipples without him touching mine.  Around the fifth floor he
pushed me back against the side of the elevator and started a kiss that
lasted until we arrived on my floor.  I couldn't take his hand again so I
grabbed his belt buckle and dragged him to the door. A few seconds after I
left go to open the door one of the neighbors stepped into the hall, I was
glad not to have been caught with my hand in Bryce's pants.

	We darted inside and both headed straight to the bed.  I had my
shirt and shoes off by the time I was by the side of the bed and Bryce was
pushing me down.  He ran his hands down my legs until he found the top of
my socks.  Unexpectedly he removed my socks, moments afterwards he held my
feet against his face and then began to lick at the soles.  My feet are the
only place I am ticklish when not tired so I was starting to giggle when he
moved from licking to sucking at my toes.

	I had been in a rush to fuck him but the joy of having my toes
sucked was more than I would have expected.  I pushed back further on the
bed, with just my feet over the edge I allowed Bryce to worship my feet.
My cock was hard but this time there was no pre-cum, not that I wasn't
excited.

	"Don't play with that too much, it is hard for me."  I was
beginning to like that Bryce was so excited by my cock, I was hoping he
felt the same way after we fucked, I could say why he would be since he and
I are about the same length.  He pulled my pants down, leaving me naked and
at his mercy.  Would he expect me to lick his asshole like he had done mine
that morning?  I didn't think I was ready for that.  He had set my feet on
the bed and walked over to where he left the lotion.  By the time he was on
the bed he had lost his pants, too.

	"Do you still want to fuck me?"

	"Damn, straight I do."  I tried grabbing at him but he kept out of
my reach.  Twice he mooned me while applying lotion to his asshole.  He had
said my asshole was pink, his was slightly browner than the rest of his
skin.  That was all it took for me to want to follow his lesson that
morning but he kept his asshole away from my face.  After the second time
he mooned me he climbed on the bed between my legs, for a moment I thought
he was going to try to fuck me again but he took my balls in his hand and
licked them like candy.

	When he let my balls drop he ran his greasy hand around my cock
from the tip to the hair.  I was glad we had taken the tests that afternoon
and I was going to be fucking him bareback.  He moved forward and pressed
his mouth to mine, I had gotten used to kissing him and loved it.  As we
kissed he moved to where he was straddling me.  When we broke the kiss he
told me what was going to happen.

	"I'm going to sit on your cock and ride it."  At first I wondered
if having him sit on my cock would break it but as he rubbed the head of it
against his asshole I forgot that thought.  It only took a couple times
rubbing up and down his slit before the head of my cock started to slide
into him.  I had been shocked at how good his mouth had felt this was even
better and I gasped out loud at the pressure on my cock head.  I think I
even tried to buck up under him with just the tip of my cock in him.  He
moved up with me and I didn't go any further into his asshole until I lay
back on the bed and he sat down taking about half of my cock.  Unlike me he
didn't yell in pain, he smiled at me and tweaked my nipples again.

	Bryce let me know how much he was enjoying having my cock in him
and quickly worked the rest of my shaft into him.  I have to tell you that
I was ready to shoot a load of cum the first time he sat all the way down
on me.  Soon he was pushing his body up and down riding my cock like he had
promised.  I liked watching his cock bounce as he rode me, he was careful
not to touch himself or allow me to stroke his cock the entire time by
holding my hands high above my head.  I tried to push into him but his
movements didn't allow for me to move much.

	He started shooting cum over my chest with a shot or two hitting my
face.  Whether it was his ass grabbing at me or the cum hitting me I
started shooting at the same time.  I think it was the longest I ever shot
cum, I had wiped up some of Bryce's cum with my fingers and sucked it off.
As good as cum tastes why do people try to get men not to have sex with
each other?  He finally stopped riding me and sat still while my cock
softened and slid out.

	We didn't do much after that until it was time to shower and get
ready for the evening's entertainment.  We had both shaved that morning,
looking at Bryce I would have thought he hadn't shaved in two days, that
was fine.  I liked the scruffy look on him, with my red beard it wouldn't
have looked good.  When I finally was dry I looked around the condo for him
but he had disappeared, I wondered if he had decided to leave me.

	All four sweaters were laid out on the bed, I put on slacks and the
baby gray sweater while waiting for him to return or let me know he wasn't
going to.  I was in the living room mixing Margaritas when he came back
into the condo carrying sport coats and a leather over-night bag.

	"I didn't know these were in the car until I spoke with my mother.
She thought I might want some thing to change into after hearing from my
father that I had tickets for three nights of shows.  At least I won't have
to wear your underwear and slacks.

	"I must be one of the very few Texans that isn't a fan of
Margaritas.  At least you didn't try making them frozen."  He finished the
one I had poured for him before taking the coats and bag around the wall.
I hadn't even thought about wearing a jacket over the sweater but the idea
sounded like it would look right.  The slacks I had picked didn't go with
either of the suit jackets I had so I put the idea aside.

	"Kiff, come in here for a minute."

	When I stepped around the wall Bryce was bent over removing his
pants.  I think he was showing off his asshole intentionally.  I stepped
right up to him and stuck a finger in.

	"So, you enjoyed being in my asshole?"

	"I did.  It a shame that I have to wait until we get back to fuck
you again."  I surprised myself at getting another erection so soon.  If we
had the time I would have gone for it again but he reminded me that we only
had a few minutes.

	"I didn't tell you that we will be meeting my mother tonight did I?
She will probably want to go to dinner after the show.  This is going to
have to wait."  He was shaking my cock as he told me that.

	"Don't mind my Mother, just because we are together tonight she
will be asking questions like we are a couple.  I think she is in a rush to
get me married.  My Father doesn't seem to have the same problem although
after spending a day with you I wonder if he wasn't thinking the same way
and acting a bit more subtly."  I couldn't help myself, I dropped to my
knees and with a hand on each globe of his butt pushed my face deep and
gave his asshole a kiss.

	"I'm too inexperienced for you."  I was sure the kiss was no where
near as exciting as what he had done to prepare me to be fucked.

	"That''s true.  I have a lot of strange habits that you may not be
ready to share.  I hope I am able to get you to enjoy them."

	"Like eating my ass?"

	"That's not that strange.  Sucking toes may be a better example."

	"You're right, I wasn't ready for that but I did like it."  As I
turned to walk out of the room he slapped me on the butt.

	"Maybe we'll try some of that when we get back."  The slap hadn't
hurt that much but I didn't think it was anything I wanted to experiment
with.  I had heard of men that had slapped and hit as a large portion of
their sex acts, I didn't have any desire to try that.

	"Do you want to tell me about any of the other things I may find
strange and new?"

	"No.  We should wait until it is time to try them."  He was holding
one of his jackets for me to put on, at least we would be dressed
similarly.

	It had been a long time since I had seen a Broadway touring show.
Bryce and his Mother sat in the center so I didn't have to make
conversation until the intermission when the four of us went to the lobby
for a cocktail.  While waiting for Bryce and his father to bring us
cocktails his mother began an interrogation worthy of the state police.  At
first she seemed to want to know if I would be a good 'wife' for her son
and switched to finances and just before they arrived switched to emotions.
Bryce must have heard her last question, he told me not to answer her and
that she did that to every man he had ever introduced to her.

	"I must say my son looks happier this evening than I've seen him in
a long time.  Kiff, you look happier than when you came to lunch yesterday,
too.  Is there a chance that the two of you could become a couple?"

	"Dad."

	"Bryce, Kiff is a good catch.  He has all the qualities necessary
to move up in the company rapidly."

	"Mom, Dad, stop it.  We only met yesterday.  Sure we have enjoyed
every minutes since then but that has no bearing on the future.  The two of
you need to stop trying to get me married."

	"Son, we just want you to be happy.  Plus don't you want someone to
share your life with as you grow older?"  His Mother had taken her husband
by the arm as she spoke to her son, I suppose it was meant to be a show of
what life as you get older could be like.

	"You both are correct, but please don't chase Kiff away with your
questions.  I like him and want to keep seeing him."  I was happy to hear
that, I didn't know what type of relationship we might build but I wanted
to see if we could develop one.

	"Intermission wasn't the end of my Mother's interrogation, she will
be back at it over dinner.  If you were bothered too much I can make an
excuse and we can skip the meal."  We had just gotten in his car in the
parking garage, I felt like a teenager on his first date.  Bryce and I
kissed for a few minutes before I answered that I was hungry and would put
up with his Mother's questions.  We both showed the other what was on our
minds, one of our hands groped the other's cock.

	"Let's try to make dinner as short as possible, all I can think
about is getting back in your ass."

	"I'm thinking about the same thing.  I'm going to get back in
yours, too."  It only took us a few minutes to get to his Father's club at
one of the downtown buildings.  Not long enough for either of our cocks to
soften.  We were waiting for the valet when Bryce forced his hand into my
slacks and took hold of my cock.

	"I'm glad you are ready, this is exactly what I need."

	By the time the elevator arrived to take us up to the club there
were three other couples waiting.  I had hoped for some privacy in the
elevator but, too bad.  We had arrived before his parents so we had a
couple minutes to adjust ourselves under the table and chuckle at the
problem.  When they arrived Bryce's Father started talking about cars with
his son and his Mother started back in interrogating me."

	"No, we won't join you for brandy.  We've had a long day and should
head to bed."  I'm sure both of his parents understood the cliché to
mean have sex but they didn't say anything about it.  I was tired, not
physically but tired of answering his Mother's questions.

	"I'm sorry if I didn't make a good enough impression on your
Mother."

	"You did.  If you hadn't she would have stopped talking to you
during the intermission, she can cut a person off very quickly if she is no
longer interested."  Bryce had pushed my hand under his butt before we
pulled out of the garage.  I was impatient to get his pants off and get
into him but I tried not to interfere with his driving.  In my parking spot
with the engine off Bryce was impatient to do more than we had all evening.
Somehow he managed to get my cock out of my pants and after ten minutes of
kissing dove down to take as much as he could in his mouth.

	"Let's go up to my condo, there are cameras all over the garage and
I don't want caught having sex.  The last resident they caught had the
entire episode sent to everyone in the building via email."  Bryce slowly
agreed to getting out of the car and heading to the condo before I opened
the door he carefully put my cock back in my slacks and zipped them up the
whole way.

	"If you don't stop that I'm going to hit the stop button and fuck
you right here."

	"That is good by me.  I love having sex in public."  I don't know
if he realized that he was having sex in public just sucking my cock in the
elevator.  I had been informed of the elevator camera a year earlier when a
resident had been beaten up and robbed on his way home with a stranger in
tow.  I was enjoying the blow job but I wanted his ass and told him we
needed to wait until we could find the lotion.

	Once I locked the door our clothes came off so fast that I would
have thought we were in a contest to get naked.  Having ridden my cock
earlier hadn't been enough to satiate Bryce, one look at me holding the
bottle of lotion and he jumped on the bed landing on his elbows and knees.
I was just as anxious but wanted to slow things down.  Kneeling between his
legs I squirted the lotion between his cheeks and rubbed it into his
asshole.  He was moaning in pleasure as I rubbed the lotion into him, I had
two fingers in his asshole before he started to beg me to fuck him.  I
lathered my cock with plenty of the hand lotion, not sure how fast it might
dry out.

	I wasn't sure how much different this was going to be from having
Bryce ride my cock but as soon as the tip of my cock was touching his
asshole I couldn't stop myself from pressing down on him.  Bryce had told
me that he was experienced in being fucked and pushing back onto me he
proved it.  It only took one combined effort on our parts to have all eight
inches of my cock buried in him unlike the slow way I had taken his cock.

	"Let me hold you for a minute before you start pumping."  Bryce had
reached around with one hand and held onto my leg.  I worried that I had
pushed in too fast but it was seconds later that he told me that he was
ready for me to pump my cock in and out.

	"Kiff, it takes more than just in and out to be a good fuck.  See
how many parts of my interior you can rub and poke while you are fucking
me."  I did the best I could for the first time in control of the action,
he moaned and groaned in ways I had to believe he was enjoying what was
happening.  I lasted much longer than I had when he rode me, whether it was
that I wasn't as anxious to shoot or that having shot twice that day I was
more retarded.  Even as I shot cum in his asshole Bryce continued to beg me
to fuck him.  I didn't remain in him for long after shooting.

	"Kiff, thank you.  That was wonderful.  It hasn't been often that I
have been able to feel a load of cum splashing inside me, you loaded me up
with a lot of HOT cum."

	"Will I be able to feel it when you fuck me without a condom?"

	"I hope so. It is one of the best parts of being fucked."  We lay
on the bed resting against one another until Bryce said he needed something
to drink.  I let him know what was in the refrigerator and he went to get
us water.  I would have enjoyed another Rusty Nail and offered to make them
but he thought he should stay half-way sober.

	I didn't allow him to get back in the bed before I had his cock in
my mouth.  There were a couple things I was trying to prove to myself.
1. Had I learned how to take more than just the head of his cock without
gagging.  2. Was I able to get his cock to go from soft to hard by using my
mouth.  3. Whether I enjoyed sucking his cock as much as I had enjoyed
having him fuck me or fucking him.  4. Am I gay or just attracted to this
one man.

	Bryce took me in his arms and we lay back on the bed to talk.  The
conversation was the easiest I have had in a long time.  Our hearts began
to beat in synchronicity.  Our breath had been that way since the first
drink of water I had taken.  When I realized those facts I began to wonder
if we were supposed to be together not just accidentally thrown together,

	"Bryce, how long are you able to stay?"  I was already dreading the
moment he left to return to West Texas.

	"I have a plane ticket for Tuesday morning.  If you'll have me I'll
stay the next two nights.  My parents were hoping I'd be at their home
tomorrow night but I would rather stay right here with you."  I had gotten
so used to his hand exploring my body that I almost didn't feel him playing
with my asshole.  Before I answered the unasked question he slid a finger
back in me.

	"Please stay here.  You don't need to go to your parent's house.  I
haven't felt this comfortable in my entire life."  I was only partially
answering his question, part of what I was saying had to do with the finger
in my butt that I wanted to be there as often as he wanted the next two
days.

	"I have two appointments on Monday and promised to eat dinner with
my Mother.  Will you be okay with that?"

	"That's alright, I have to get back to the office to finish what I
should have been doing Friday afternoon and get a report to your Father by
8:00 AM.  That probably means I will have to work late and wouldn't be able
to join you anyway."  As I told him that I was already feeling the loss.

	"When will you be back in town?"

	"I don't have any plans but if you still want to be with me when I
leave Tuesday morning I can jump the company commuter flight back Friday."
He didn't even allow me time to say anything, he mashed his mouth against
mine and we kissed for the next fifteen minutes, the entire time he was
working his finger in and out of me.

	"Bryce, please."

	"Do you want me to stop?"

	"I want you to replace that finger with your cock and fuck me."  My
body was half over his so it wasn't that his cock was that far from my
asshole.  If he hadn't had me full of his finger I might have been able to
push back until his erection hit my hole.  I didn't understand what he was
doing as our bodies shifted and his finger slid out.

	"So, you really like having me fuck you?"

	"Bryce, don't tease me.  Please fuck me again."  He was towering
over me, on his knees between my legs.  He went back to kissing me and
lifted both of my legs.  For a couple minutes I hoped that he was going to
put his mouth back to my asshole and probe me with his tongue but he didn't
stop kissing me while he lowered me onto the tip of his dick.

	I had thought the feeling in my asshole was a need to be filled
again.  His dick made me understand that I was sore.  I tried to yell but
whatever sound left my throat disappeared in Bryce's mouth.  He didn't take
it as easy on me as he had the first time, it didn't take him long to have
most of his dick in me and start to fuck me.  Yes, I was sore, but I was
soon enjoying every move he made.  It was different than being fucked from
behind, he was poking my prostrate and I knew I was ready to shoot another
load of cum.

	He was right, I felt every volley of his cum splash against the
interior of my body, it was great.  I didn't stop shooting my own cum until
I could no longer feel him filling me, it was a race to the end.  I hope we
never need to use a condom again, flesh to flesh was so much better and
feeling his cum splashing in me, fantastic.

	We fell asleep while talking.  I woke hours later with his cock to
my lips, I didn't resist and sucked him off.  I was happy that he woke and
returned the blow job. I didn't count but I think we did that three more
times before I woke with his cock in my ass again.  The room was light.  I
moaned to Bryce that I was ready for him to fuck me again.  Minutes later I
wished he had woken me fucking instead of sucking at least one of the times
we woke during the night.  I remembered that he had promised me his ass
anytime I wanted it.

	Over breakfast, delivered by Uber, we discussed the fact we had so
much sex overnight.  Since it was the first time for me I thought it wasn't
anything out of the ordinary, only when Bryce told me that it as at least
twice as much sex as he normally had over night did I think it was
something special to him too.  He was trying to warn me that we wouldn't be
having that much sex every night we slept together.  I wasn't hearing him,
my body was feeling better than it had in a very, very long time.  I
thought he was addicted to my cum as I was his, that he started to suck my
cock as soon as we moved the plates to a side convinced me I was right.
Rather than swallowing he held my cum in his mouth until I finished
shooting and then let it slide out of his mouth into his coffee.

	"This way I get to enjoy your taste even longer."  Bryce was
sipping at the cup of coffee after stirring it up.  I thought about
following his lead but I like my coffee black and doubted adding cum would
make it better.  We talked about going out but neither of us had that much
sleep so decided to stay in the bed until later.  I woke an hour later
because he was eating out my ass.  Other than raise my butt off the bed a
little and spread my buns I didn't react much to the thorough job he was
doing.  I probably moaned a dozen times as Bryce worked his tongue into me,
prepping me to be fucked again: I hated to do it but I got out of bed and
went to the bathroom to take a leak.

	I was making a hard, heavy stream of piss into the bowl when Bryce
stepped in behind me.  With his semi-hard cock between my cheeks he put his
hand into the stream and wiped my piss on my asshole.  I didn't know what
he was doing but as soon as I stopped pissing he bent me over the sink.  I
thought he was going for the fuck he had been prepping me for when I left
bed but I felt him smearing shaving cream around my asshole.

	"Kiff, I prefer eating a neatly shaved asshole."  He didn't take
long in removing the little hair I had.  He let me stand.  "Is it alright
if I shave your balls, too?"

	I didn't know what to think.  I just stood still, Bryce took that
for agreement and smeared more of the shaving cream on my sac and taint.
Thankfully, he took longer to shave them than he had my asshole.  It took
him twice to be sure he had all the hair removed.  Until I fondled my balls
after he had dried them off I didn't know what the attraction to shaving
them was for him.  For the next hour Bryce sucked my balls and ate my ass
ignoring my pleas for him to fuck me, finally around noon he pushed me on
my back with my legs over my head and went from eating my ass to fingering
me.  Finally he forced his cock into my asshole and told me to try riding
him.

	I moved my feet to his shoulders and rode his cock much like he had
ridden me.  Just before he shoot his load he pulled out of me and aimed his
cock at my hole.  Feeling his cum splatter my asshole was another new
feeling that I loved.  As soon as he stopped shooting he dove into my
asshole and licked it dry.

	"Didn't that taste like piss and shaving cream?"

	"I didn't notice a taste of shaving cream at all.  I tasted piss,
ass and my cum."

	"You really like eating your own cum a lot don't you?"  That was
the second time in little over an hour he had gone for it.  That he had
said he tasted piss flew over my head, it was only when he washed my
asshole that I thought about it.

	"Living in West Texas I've learned to enjoy it.  It saves me from
getting in trouble with the straight guys out there."  He was washing my
ass for me with a wash cloth he had taken from the shower.  Being honored
like that was fabulous, I hadn't found anything he tried, to be too extreme
for me, yet.  I wasn't sure about him putting his hand in my piss but if he
enjoyed it I guess that is his thing.

	"Do you like the way your balls feel?"  He had caught me fondling
myself again.

	"I do, although I can't say they feel any different in your mouth."
He hadn't gone back to licking them since licking his cum off my asshole.

	"They feel different to me.  And I'm not getting your hair stuck
between my teeth.  We need to shower, it's time to get ready for the
evenings entertainment."  We hadn't spoken of where we were headed that
evening but getting out of the condo was good enough.  Three nights in a
row of getting out was extremely satisfying, otherwise I would have been
stuck on the sofa watching Netflicks.

	I'd heard of couples that enjoyed showering together but until
Bryce washed my cock and ass crack I'd never had the desire to do it.  We
played while in the shower, not getting as far as having sex but doing some
licking and some touching.  Neither of us had been active enough to create
a huge stink but when I put my nose to Bryce's armpit there was enough
sweat to entice me to start licking.  I'm glad I have a large shower with a
built in seat, Bryce sat me down and went for my toes; I'm going to have to
find a way to be the aggressor in that type of play.  Really I am going to
have to think about how to be the aggressor in any of our sex play, other
than the normal fucking and sucking.

	Neither Bryce nor I were enjoying the Christmas play so we left
during the intermission and found a restaurant for dinner.  I found myself
laughing in the restaurant about the two of us behaving like adults.  Most
of our time in bed I'd been feeling like a teenager losing his virginity.
We discussed our schedules for Monday, we promised each other to call at
least once around noon.  Bryce was going to be at the far Western end of
town and I'd be in the center of the city so the chance to see each other
was very slim.



	"I'm not going to get anything more to eat for lunch than a
Whataburger.  I did talk to my Mother and she asked that you join us for
dinner, I accepted for you. I hope you don't mind I did that but I need to
see you."

	"Bryce, I'm ready to see you, too.  I think I need more than seeing
you."  I knew that we would both be playing with the other while having
dinner with his Mother but I wanted to get my cock into him.

	"If I get downtown in time we can use the sofa in the executive
board room.  My Father will lend me the key."  I blushed at the thought of
Bryce asking his father for a key so that he and I could have sex in the
building.  I suppose I shouldn't since he had introduced us and sent us off
on the town with his tickets.  Still I had never thought about fucking at
work, to Bryce it seemed second nature.

	"Or we could go to the condo for however long it takes.  I want to
have your whole body next to mine."  If one of my fellow employees hadn't
walked by at that moment I might have said that I wanted his cock in me
because that was what I truly wanted.  I was afraid if we used the
executive suite that all I was getting was a blow job.  Cocks and assholes
had been all I thought about after I finished the first report I had to
prepare for his Father.  He didn't seem to think it was odd, actually it
sounded like he thought it was second nature.  I had even noticed the butts
of the men working in the office and popped an erection more than one time
when the newest member of the crew, a recent graduate from Rice, walked out
of my office to his desk.

	"Kiff, did you take any lotion or grease to work with you?  If you
didn't I'll stop at a drug store to get some."  Bryce didn't need me to use
much grease, but I still needed him to be generous with it when he fucked
me.  I hadn't taken any with me and didn't have any in my desk.  Thinking
that way and talking about it made me hard again.  It was a good thing I
was hidden by the desk, otherwise the guy I just mentioned would have been
able to see me tenting my slacks."

	"Kiff, I hope we have time to have a serious discussion this
evening."  I had no idea what he could be referring to but I promised we
would, that was different since all we had talked about other than cars was
sex.  As serious as I wanted to get was how we could talk each other into
fucking.  Or maybe if there was a better lotion or grease for us to be
using.  I didn't think we were ready for a "serious" talk.

	Bryce walked his Father out of the building.  I heard him promise
to meet his parents in a little over an hour.  I would have liked us to
have more time than that to spend alone but any time was a luxury that I
was new to enjoying.  Bryce was stripped to his underwear when I walked
into the Executive board room.  I almost dropped to my knees so I could
suck his cock but he took me in his arms and dragged me to a small room off
to the side.

	"My Father had this room built before I was born.  He was having an
affair with my Mother who was a Vice-President at the time.  From time to
time since then she has had it remodeled and the furniture replaced.  I
don't know if she thinks my Father is using it with someone other than her
but she was the one to tell me about it existing."  While the dining hall
had been gilded that room was filled with furniture and linens that could
be found in any department store in the city.  Bryce stripped my clothing
from my body as he talked, I was pleased that he wasn't just trying to drop
my pants so he could give me a blow job.

	 "Kiff, there is some K-Y in the drawer under the headboard, why
don't you grab it?"  He was folding my clothes as he talked.  I figured he
was going to fuck me since the last time I had fucked him he had said that
we wouldn't be needing grease any more.  I can't tell you how I felt to be
naked where I work, it wasn't bad since I was fully hard.  All day long I
had been thinking about how it would be to have Bryce fuck me again, I
wanted to keep my ass up in the air so he would be able to finger me or
drop behind me and lick my hole.

	I was closing the drawer when he pushed me onto the bed.

	"Are you ready for me to fuck you?"

	"Bryce, I've been ready since you called me at lunch-time."  I
really had been thinking about it since he left that morning but since
lunch my asshole had felt empty.  He had dropped between my legs and was
pushing my cheeks apart, his scruff was scratching at them but his smooth
tongue was working at my hole as soon as he could.

	"Please, please, please fuck me."  His tongue had rushed my need to
be fucked and all I could do was beg him to fill me with his cum.  It was
the shortest time he had prepped my asshole but that hadn't mattered since
I had really been ready for hours.

	"Don't cum, Kiff.  I want you to fuck me, too."

	The hot load of cum splashing my insides almost made it impossible
not to cum but I did hold back until I was in his ass for a few minutes.
It was a shorter fuck than any other but at least we both seemed to enjoy
it.  Bryce found a cloth and warm water to clean my cock and his own,
having him wash my cock is a treat over and above fucking.  We left the
building with time to spare.

	"I didn't expect my Father to be joining us this evening.  My
Mother must have convinced him that there is more going on between us than
he had planned.  We joined the parents at a mid-priced Italian restaurant
that had been Bryce's favorite as a child.  Being a Monday evening there
weren't many customers around us so Bryce and I felt at ease using a hand
under the table to feel the other's cock and balls.  I don't think I have
ever been hard as much as I had been that weekend, fortunately there was a
table cloth that blocked the waiter from seeing that Bryce had pulled my
cock out the zipper.  I wasn't as brave as him, I assume that has to do
with experience as much as bravery.

	When Bryce's Father walked his Mother to the restroom Bryce kidded
me about asking the waiter to crawl under the table and suck our cocks.
The waiter resembled the ballet dancer that we had both admitted was
exceptionally good looking.  Only being with Bryce for that weekend I
didn't have any sense of who might be gay unless they were rather
flamboyant.  I had no idea about the waiter but Bryce told me that if he
gave the boy a hundred dollar bill he would be under the table faster than
a cockroach.

	If Bryce's parents hadn't returned about then we might have had our
first serious argument, I really didn't want another man joining us for
sex.  Besides that it saved him one hundred dollars.  I might have been
enticed into fucking the boy, he had a beautiful butt: even Bryce's Mother
had made a comment about it.  I was disappointed in both Bryce and myself,
were we tired of each other after four days?

	"Kiff, if you are serious about my son you are going to need to
learn how to stop his roving eye.  Looking at boys is what destroyed all of
his relationships up until now.  I never heard if he actually played around
with any of the boys he looked at but he looked enough to make his lovers
jealous."

	"If we get serious you will need to give me lessons in how to keep
my man from straying."  I was kidding with her but there was probably
enough truth in our jibes that I should ask her help.  After all she was
the other woman for many years.



	"I apologize for my Mother."

	"Don't.  She was only giving me a fair warning.  I have no
experience in relationships so whatever help she can give me I will gladly
accept.  She was right in thinking that you were looking at the waiter. "
We had gotten to the condo and were enjoying a glass of Drambuie and a cup
of coffee on the balcony.

	"Kiff, do you think you would like us to have a serious
relationship?"  The air had turned quite chilly, I think Bryce would have
tried to strip me out there if it was still warm.  We were holding each
other and occasionally kissing.

	"Bryce, I don't know what that means.  I have never been in a
relationship let alone a serious one.  Spell it out for me."  Sure I had
seen lots of couples dating and proceeding to engagement and marriage but
do gay relationships work the same?

	"I don't know if I can break it down for you but two men decide
they want to try living together some time after they learn that they are
sexually compatible.  Often they rush into it before they learn if they
really like each other.  Generally they live together before they ever
think about getting engaged or married.  I've known couples that have been
living together for years before they decide that marriage is the right
route."

	"Do men try to make their relationship work the same way as men and
women do?  I guess I'm asking about monogamy?  Maybe finances?  Families,
etc?"

	"Some do.  And then there are male couples that think they should
create a relationship that works for them, not society.  They may invite a
third into their bed, once or permanently.  One of the two might take on a
daddy role and support the other even if it is not needed solely because he
grew up believing the man supported his partner.

	"The couple may get into role play or S/M with a regular partner
becoming the dominate one or switching roles.

	"There are couples that think imitating straight couples or their
parents is the way they wish to live.

	"Then there are couples that decide that monogamy means little or
nothing to them and they have sex with anyone they wish whenever they wish.
That may mean oral sex or they might allow the other to fuck whom and when
he wishes.

	"Male relationships have as many variables as you could imagine.
Just like straight ones they evolve over time."

	"So what do you mean when you ask about a relationship?"  Bryce had
me confused.  He was asking for a serious relationship but out of all the
variables he had mentioned was there one he was hoping for us?  I had been
living on my own for the last six years and wasn't sure I was ready to give
up that freedom for anyone.

	"Kiff, I'm not asking for a life of monogamy or to stat living
togerther.  We live almost eight hundred miles apart and are not likely to
be able to travel that distance every day or weekend.  While you are new to
gay life I imagine you will want to try experimenting.  I have done that
and know that I enjoy doing more than we have been doing sometimes, most
gay men want to sow their wild seeds before settling down.

	"I would like us to be available to the other whenever we ask.  I
expect you will try having sex with other men.  Men like our waiter
tonight, I saw how quickly you got hard after he introduced himself to us."

	"That really wouldn't bother you?"

	"Kiff, if you meet a man and trade blow jobs I wouldn't be upset.
However, if you were to start letting other men to fuck you?  Yes, that
would upset me."  I was trying to understand how he felt and what he wanted
for us.  We had only known each other a few days and I didn't think I
should be jealous if he had sex with someone else but I knew that it was
almost 100% likely that I would feel that way.

	"When you asked to have a serious conversation you were hoping we
could map out parameters of our lives when we aren't together?  Or were you
hoping that I wouldn't accept any sex outside of a relationship?  And how
can we have one of those as far apart as we live?  Are we supposed to visit
each other every weekend?  Or did you have something else in mind?"  I had
heard over and over that long distance relationships never work.

	"I am not quite sure how I hoped we would be able to work out a
relationship.  I have had enough casual sex with strangers, I want to start
limiting my sex life to one other man.  I was thinking that the time has
come for me to only have sex with a man I love.  We haven't known each
other long enough to fall in love, but I think you are the type of man that
I want to fall in love with.  Am I the type you want?  Sorry, you probably
don't know that, yet."

	"Bryce, I wasn't even sure three days ago that I would have sex
with another man.  And if I did I had no idea what we would be doing with
each other."

	"Kiff, I don't want anyone else fucking you."

	"Bryce, I don't think I want anyone else's cock in me either.  I
feel the same way, I don't want to share your asshole with anyone else."

	"Kiff, it is too early for me to ask but do you think you want to
have any sex with anyone else?  What would you have liked to do with our
waiter?"  He was being unfair, while asking the question he was stroking my
cock and kissing my neck.

	"Bryce, I have to admit that since the first time you allowed me to
fuck you I have been noticing other men's butts more than ever.  Tonight, I
had trouble not watching the waiter's butt when he walked through the
dining room.  There is no doubt that I would have enjoyed fucking him.

	"Even saying that I don't think I have seen anyone that I would
allow to fuck me.  I'm not even sure I have met anyone I would enjoy giving
a blow job."

	"Kiff, you are still being innocent.  For now more than the cock or
butt matters to you and that is great as far as I am concerned.  After some
time sucking and fucking you may change your mind and be willing to suck
any cock you see.  I know guys that are like that, I've been sucking cock
for twelve years and I haven't gotten there but I understand the guys that
have and suck any cock.  I have gone the opposite direction and need to
have an emotional connection to the man before I suck him or I allow him to
fuck me."

	"Are you saying that we might try a relationship that doesn't allow
either of us to see anyone else?  Putting sucking and fucking off for the
present?"

	"I think I can offer that to you for the present.  Hopefully we can
both live that way until we are willing to commit to love and marriage."

	"The way you have said that it sounds like you are beginning to
feel love for me?"  It sounded impossible but could he have fallen in love
over a weekend?

	"I don't know if I'm falling in love but I want to give us time to
learn if that is where we are heading.  I'm ready for another Drambuie,
bring the bottle out with you."

	It only took me a couple of minutes to get us two refills and the
bottle.  There is a small tray on the side of the bar so I had no trouble
carrying the three items.  Bryce surprised me when I walked out onto the
balcony again, he was propped on one elbow on the lounge chair having taken
all of his clothes off except for his socks.

	My balcony is secluded, I had solid vinyl sides installed when I
was having the condo made ready for me to move in.  I don't socialize with
anyone that much and didn't plan on becoming friends with the people living
next to me we had been introduced when I was still searching for the right
condo.  The sides were a bit over eight feet high so that the neighbors
wouldn't watch me if I was nude sunbathing which I had planned on doing
when I bought the condo.  Now that the baseball season is over there aren't
other condo dwellers around that can see me if I am enjoying the balcony.

	Sex on the balcony had never been in my plans, seeing Bryce waiting
for me so appealingly changed that.  As soon as he had his glass of
Drambuie I set mine down and let him strip me naked.  The only people that
could have seen us were those on top of the Marriott hotel, usually at that
time of the evening there weren't many people there.  During the summer
there was a partner of one of the employees that would use the roof for his
voyeuristic pleasures.  I had seen him more than a few evening with
binoculars checking out all the balconies between Minute Maid Park and
I-45, I had used mine to see him, too.  He wasn't that bad looking so it
didn't bother me to be naked while thinking he was scoping out the city
with a particular interest in me.

	"I told you I like to have sex in public."  Bryce had pulled me
down beside him and was playing with my balls and sucking my nipples.
Usually once he started he didn't stop until one of us was in the other but
that evening he pulled away and walked over to the table to pick up the
bottle.  "There isn't much left in here."

	I already knew that.  I almost hadn't taken it onto the balcony
with me because of that but I didn't want him thinking I was miserly so I
had.

	"Lay down."  It was less than an order and I had been willing to do
most anything he wanted sexually so I did, because of the way he was
sitting I spread my legs to the sides of the lounge chair with feet on the
concrete.  I was barely all the way back when I felt liquid on my balls,
when I looked I saw that he was dribbling Drambuie on them.

	I would never have thought of doing that, I was still new to
licking and sucking and a man's taste was more than enough for me.  Bryce
spread my legs and started licking up the Drambuie, both from my balls and
down the taint and off my asshole.  In moments he had hold of my ankles and
raised them to give him better access to my asshole, I couldn't believe he
was eating my ass where hundreds of people could have possibly seen us.  He
didn't take long before he was forcing his cock into me.  I didn't care if
the man was on top of the Marriott watching us through his binoculars or
someone went out on their balcony to smoke and caught us, as soon as Bryce
had half of his cock in me there was nothing else that mattered.  I might
have brought neighbors out with the way I was begging him to fuck me but I
didn't see anyone.

	"Kiff, stand up by the railing."  The balcony railing was different
than most I had ever seen, the top was a brass tube about three inches in
diameter over a three foot high glass pane.  When I moved over to the
railing I wasn't surprised in the least that Bryce knelt at my feet and
took my cock in his mouth.  He really did like to have sex in public and it
didn't seem to make a difference whether he was fucking or sucking, he was
enthusiastic about both.

	That was the first time that he pulled off my cock and let me shoot
cum on his face, I didn't know whether it was for anyone that might have
been able to see us or he liked it that way.  He used finger to wipe up the
cum and sucked it off them, making a real show of it as he wiped it off his
face sharing some of my cum with me.

	"Come down here and lick my face clean."

	"No, stand.  I'd like you to take me in your arms."  Yes he had
fucked me and I had enjoyed every stroke but it was very true that I wanted
him to hug me.  I was beginning not to care if we were seen, my patio was
mostly hidden from sight but if anyone was able to see us, so what?"

	"Are you starting to enjoy sex in public?"

	"Bryce, whether it is in public or private doesn't matter, I have
begun to really enjoy sex with you.  Is it normal that I don't care if you
are in me or I am in you?"  In my heart I felt that it was odd that I was
willing and enjoyed both.

	"No, not that odd.  No everyone, but many guys enjoy fucking and
being fucked.  Sucking and being sucked.  I'm glad you enjoy both, that
means you are going to be satisfying me as much as I satisfy you.  Did you
like licking your cum off my face?"  We were looking out over downtown, I
was pushing back on his fingers, if he had wanted I would have let him fuck
me leaning over the railing.

	"When are you leaving?"  I hoped he wouldn't be going to sleep too
soon.

	"A limo will be out front of the building at 5 AM.  I have a full
week to put into four days.  Do you want me to come back next weekend?"

	"Bryce, come back as soon as you can.  Friday night seems like a
long time away."

	"Well, that is as soon as I am able to come back.  If you could get
time off you could come to me sooner."

	"Sorry, I will still be covering for Mrs. Forbes for the next three
weeks.  After that she will need to be here a week before I can take even
an extra day off."

	"Okay, I'll come see you.  My parents will be glad to see me even
if it is only for one dinner over the weekend.  I think my Mother has been
trying to convince my Father to bring me back to Houston to work in the
office.  I'm not sure I want to do that, but it would get us closer to each
other."

	"How much closer can we get?  You are already inside me."  He
pulled his fingers out and slapped my butt with that hand.

	"Kiff, how was that?"

	"I don't need you to hit me. But the fingers in my butt?  That I
liked and want you to put them back, please."

	"You don't need to beg for me to finger you, Kiff.  I like doing
it."  He almost sent me over the railing when he jammed three fingers in my
asshole without any warning.

	"No more than two, please Bryce."  He pulled one of them out and
started moving the other two around.  I was hard and dripping pre-cum in
seconds.  It had been less than an hour since he had fucked me hard but I
was liking this and spread my legs to give him the chance to force his
fingers in further.

	"Bryce, if you're hard you can fuck me again."

	"Sorry, Kiff, it's too soon.  Later when we are in bed.  I'd love
to fuck you half a dozen times tonight but I doubt I can."  I didn't know
if I could handle him fucking me that much, the first time he fucked me had
left me sore enough I wanted to scream the second time I felt hi cock slip
through my asshole, but I hoped he would try a few more times before he
left for West Texas.

	"When I asked about a serious relationship I was hoping that you
would say you are willing to only see me.  We can work out any compromises
on sex later.  Truth is I am willing to say you are going to be the only
man I'll allow to fuck me, I'd like you to say the same but I know guys
that are just starting to have gay sex want to try more than one man.  If
you let anyone fuck you, please don't tell me."  He hadn't taken his
fingers out of my asshole while saying he was willing to be monogamous.

	"Kiff, are you ready to take me to bed and fuck my ass?"

	"Get in there and on your knees.

	"Bryce, for the next few weeks I will do just what you said.  No
one else is going to get near my asshole and I won't fuck anyone else.
Honestly, I doubt I will be getting into any oral sex either but I am not
ready to promise that yet."

	Sometime around 3:30 I lost track of the number of times we had
fucked each other.  It is true what they say about quality being more
important than quantity.  All morning I was falling asleep at my desk.  I
fortunately made it through the day and collapsed on top of my bed when I
got home, sleeping until the following morning when hunger pangs woke me.
I was cleaning the kitchen when Bryce called; he didn't try to fool me, I
could tell he was masturbating as he talked to me.  That was fine but I
wished he was shooting that load in my mouth not on his chest, although I
would have been glad to be licking his chest dry.

	Four days is not that long but when you are in the first throes of
a relationship they seem to drag on forever.  I was in the shower when
Bryce arrived Friday evening, I had taken time to make sure that my asshole
was freshly shaved before getting in the shower.  Bryce seemed like he was
attacking me when he barged through the shower door.  He held me against
the wall and didn't hesitate in going down on my cock and jamming two
fingers in my asshole.  I'm glad the condos are fairly noise proof, I
yelled when his fingers spread me open and again when I orgasmed.

	Bryce didn't give me time to suck his cock.  He lead me to the bed
and eagerly went face first for my asshole.  I had missed having him lick
my ass it seemed as much as he had missed eating it.  I begged him to push
his tongue in deeper and for him to fuck me.  I didn't want him to stop
what he was doing but four days had left me needing his cock in my ass.  He
had taken my first load in the shower and was riding a second load from my
balls with his hard fucking, when he felt the fluid at the tip of my cock
he turned me over onto my back and jacked my cock while fucking me.

	The second load was larger than most of my loads since I hadn't
masturbated during the time he was away.  We shared the cum, Bryce was the
first to get his fingers wet and the first to stick them in a mouth.  I
still didn't think my cum tasted as good as his but I was beginning to
enjoy the taste of it, too.  Just like he had told me the previous weekend
he was cum crazy and as soon as he had my chest dry went back to licking my
asshole, trying to suck his own cum out of me.

	I was glad that he didn't have plans for us that evening.  All I
wanted to do was to enjoy the feel of him against my body and the taste of
him however I could get it.  After that round we went out onto the balcony,
the temperature had gone back up during that week.  I don't have a
thermometer on the balcony but the one on my cell phone read 85*, plenty
warm for us to lounge outside naked.  We both noticed an occasional flash
of light as if it was reflecting off a binocular or telescope.  Unlike the
first weekend when I blushed continually at being naked with Bryce I was
willing to stand out there and proudly display my body to the entire city,
I wish the laws would allow it in the parks.

	"If you don't have other plans for tomorrow afternoon I have two
passes to use the TEXAS pool on the roof of the Marriott."

	"Do you know someone that works there?"

	"The sales director went to undergraduate classes with me.  It is
his husband that I see on the roof checking me out when the pool is closed.
Does that sound good to you or do you have other things that you need to
do?"

	"I haven't had a chance to swim since last year.  I don't have a
suit with me but if you have an extra, I'm sure it will fit me.  We will
want to come back and clean up before 6 PM, we are to meet my parents at
the club at 7 PM."  I had enjoyed the meal there the first time so I was
not going to complain although I would have liked to go to the restaurant
we had been at Sunday so I could watch the waiter.  I had heard Bryce's
father tell him that there were openings at his club but I hadn't seen
anyone there that didn't look 100% Caucasian.

	"What has you hard again?"

	My erection had appeared without any warning and since we were not
wearing clothes there was no resistance.  I didn't know how I was supposed
to tell Bryce that I was hard because of another man.  I must have blushed
bright enough for him to see under the balcony lights, when asked I
admitted I was thinking about the waiter.

	"Kiff, when I told you about the different ways men work out their
relationships this was one of the reasons.  We see many attractive men
every day and there are some of them that we don't want to avoid."  I felt
ashamed to be hard over the boy but he had been so very attractive that I
felt like I would be unnatural if I wasn't getting hard thinking about him.
I did tell myself that I wasn't going to do anything about the attraction,
I also didn't know how to approach a stranger for sex and didn't want to
risk rejection.

	I cooked a rather simple dinner that we ate out on the balcony.  I
would have liked to get dressed but Bryce tore my clothes off every time I
tried.  As high as my condo is I don't have trouble with mosquitoes, I had
gotten two plants that were said to drive them away but I don't know if I
need them.  I tried to tell Bryce he wouldn't have a problem with the pests
that take possession of Houston every spring and summer but he sprayed
himself with a product from REI.

	We spent the evening talking about how much we had missed the other
during the week.  I had thought that he would only be missing me because of
the sex but there was more and we found out that we had liked each other
enough to miss more than cocks and asses although it was obvious we both
missed those about the other, too, as we couldn't seem to not trying to
lick or suck whenever we could.

	"Kiff, you told me you came from the hills of West Virginia, is
there some Asian in your background?"  We had been talking about the
waiter's face features and how much he resembled me.  I had commented how
he resembled an actor I had seen on Qwerty that some women and men were
saying was the perfect man.  I hadn't seen the resemblance the first time I
had read the article but now that Bryce was commenting how much I looked
like the waiter from that night I could.

	"You wouldn't call the background Asian unless you were to trace it
back more than a millennium.  Sometime in the last four hundred years my
family had Native American genes mixed in.  I think it was at least five
generations ago when an only daughter married a captive native that had
raided the village where she was living.  You can still see the high
cheek-bones and lack of hair on most of the males in the family.  I am one
of the few that has retained the Scottish red hair, most of my cousins have
straight black hair."  I didn't often tell people about that part of my
background, not that I am ashamed to be partly Native American I just get
too many questions (who, how and when).

	"It's interesting how your family and mine have so many
similarities.  Growing up in Oklahoma many people have ancestors that
arrived there on the trail of tears.  My father's family is more than half
Creek although they aren't registered as a member of the tribe.  Instead of
a Creek marrying a female member of the family one of my ancestors stole a
Creek woman from her family and married her.  For fifty years they fought
to get the rights and royalties a Creek is entitled to in Oklahoma without
succeeding although they had the land which her family had been granted by
the government.

	"I grew up traveling to Oklahoma to visit relatives.  It was only
after my Father married his second wife that he tried to pass for white all
the time."  Bryce didn't look enough like a native to have any trouble
passing as white all the time.

	"You don't suppose that is the reason he had for introducing us."

	"That he knew about your Native background?  I don't think so.  He
introduced us to do just as he said, get you to take advantage of some of
the perks the company offers to the middle management.  He might have
gaydar and been able to tell you would be a good match for his son but I
don't think so."

	"He must have been thinking something.  Although I hadn't picked
whether I was going to try straight sex or admit that I was most likely
gay, there had been dreams while still in High School about finding myself
a strong, handsome brave."

	"Sorry, I can't claim to be a brave."

	"But you are strong and handsome, the best perk the company has to
offer."

	"And know just how to make your asshole feel good."

	"Bryce, that you do; a perk I would never have expected your Father
to be offering me."  We had been standing side by side with our hands on
the railing until he said that.  He went for it, a few seconds later he was
spreading my cheeks and forcing his face into the cleft.  I grabbed on
tight so I didn't fall over the brass.  I knew the moment his tongue pushed
into me I was going to lose control of my balance.  I think it was minutes
after he started to lick at my asshole that he pulled my butt away from the
railing so I was bent over facing down the side of the building.

	He took hold of my cock and slid under me to suck it before he said
anything else to me.  "As hard and wet as your cock is, you must enjoy
public sex as much as I do.  Tonight there are people out on their
balconies watching us."

	He released my cock from his hand, I wouldn't have known he waved
to everyone if he hadn't told me later in bed.  I hadn't been paying any
attention to the other balconies.  I had missed him so much that all I
could think about was what he was doing and what I wanted to do to him.
When he moved me towards a seat I wasn't thinking about what would happen
once I was seated.

	"Did you get a good night's sleep last night?  Bryce, I hope
tonight is like the night before you went back to your home."  He must have
thought about what we had done, too.  I wasn't sitting for more than minute
when he picked up my right leg and started licking at my foot and then
sucking my toes.  Having Bryce suck my cock and lick my ass in front of my
unknown neighbors was exciting, having him indulge himself in sucking my
toes was too, but in a different way.  It was the first time since he had
returned that my cock wasn't hard.  I enjoyed it and did get hard by the
time he was sucking on two toes but I did feel embarrassed for him to be
showing off his desire to the world.

	Why having people see him sucking my toes was more embarrassing
than having them see him licking my ass or sucking my cock?  I don't know.
Perhaps it is because I still hadn't convinced myself that I could suck his
toes?  But then I still wasn't willing to lick his ass in front of the
entire city.  We went in to go to bed earlier than I usually do, I wanted
to be in his arms and enjoy his cock and asshole.

	"Kiff, you have only been having sex for one week.  Do you want to
tell me what you enjoy the most?"

	"Bryce, are you telling me that there isn't any other thing we
might do that I might enjoy more?  So far I love you using your mouth, it's
embarrassing to tell you that I like you tongue-ingf my asshole more than
sucking my cock.  It is a strange ranking.  Licking my ass first, fucking
me second, fucking you third, being sucked fourth and down."

	"You seem to like licking my armpits a lot, too.  Where does that
rank?"

	"About equal with you sucking my toes."  We had showered before
getting in bed and were watching the news while we talked.

	"Kiff, I know this is all new to you but when are you going to try
some of the things you enjoy having me do to you?"  I had been thinking the
same thing.

	"Bryce, I don't know.  I've been thinking I would like to try
licking at your asshole but when I get close to it I back off like I am
going to be devoured by a monster.  I don't have any desire to suck your
toes, I will try licking your feet the next time I fuck you face to face.
Maybe after licking one I'll change my mind and want to suck your toes."

	"I didn't try either licking or sucking until a boy talked me into
shooting cum on his foot and then made me lick it up.  If you need to
follow that path I would give up one load of cum to have you do that."  He
was tickling my balls with his toes as he said that.  I wondered if I just
might do that or dibble a load of his cum on his asshole.

	"There are a lot of things two men can do together.  That is, Kiff,
if they are willing to try.  You need to be adventurous."  One of his toes
had been rubbing against my asshole and slipped in.  I gasped at that but
settled back and tried to enjoy myself as he ran it in and out, after a few
times he was able to stick a second toe in and then a third.  I was worried
that he was going to try to stick his entire foot in my asshole but I
shouldn't have, he removed them and turned so we were face to face and soon
in a deeply intense kiss.  Bryce caught my cock between the globes of his
butt and without my help was able to get me inside.  Minutes later his feet
were on my shoulders, I didn't like the smell of the foot that had been
pressed into my asshole but the other foot just smelled like a normal foot
and without thinking about what I was doing I licked from his heel to his
toes, repeatedly.

	"Go ahead, you can suck my toes."  I was hesitant to do it but
Bryce moved his foot so that his toes were resting on my lips.  Hell, he
had sucked my toes a few times why couldn't I do it, too?  I struggled
getting my lips over his toes then I had the whole big toe in my mouth and
naturally began sucking.  There was no reason for me to be so hesitant, no
toe nail cutting into my tongue or the top of my mouth, no taste that was
disgusting, no excess smell basically no reason that I could blame for
having held back.

	Did I find it exciting?

	"Kiff, that was the fastest you have shot in my asshole."

	"I have missed you."  That was hard to say around the toes I had in
my mouth but I think he understood what I meant.  Although he could have
misunderstood me to be saying sucking his toes had rushed my orgasm.

	I almost fell asleep with my cock still in him.  "I better pull
out."

	"Kiff, we can sleep with your cock in me or mine in you.  I told
you that you need to be more adventurous."  He was too late, my cock popped
out as he spoke.  I thought about what he was saying, could I sleep with
his cock in me?  My cock wilted after shooting so I doubted I would be able
to sleep with it still in him.  I had woken many times in the night and
forced his cock back in me the first weekend.

	"You are going to need to fuck me again if you want to sleep that
way."

	"Kiff, don't worry.  I like fucking you and will do it as often as
possible."  He rolled me over and slapped my butt.  I hoped he going to
fuck me again.  I didn't need to beg him to fuck, he grabbed the lotion and
ran his fingers in.  He had told me about men fist-fucking each other but
that was more than I wanted.

	"Were you dreaming about that waiter while I was in West Texas?"  I
wasn't sure how I could answer him but I decided that the truth would work
best.

	"Bryce, your idea of having him under the table sucking us both
stuck with me for a night after you left.  What I found more bothersome was
that I started to notice men's butts, not just anyone, men with tight,
dimpled butts.  I dreamed about fucking the waiter.  Is it normal that I
didn't dream about his cock?"

	"I don't know that there is anything I can call normal when we're
talking about between men, I dream about cocks, mouths and asses.  I have
been told by boyfriends that they dream about my cock as often as I have
been told they dream about my asshole."

	"Bryce, I dreamed about all of those things when I was dreaming
about you.  Add in your tongue and fingers and you might understand my
dreams."

	"Kiff, newly fucked for the first time, you were dreaming with your
asshole."  He moved his fingers around more and found my prostrate.  I
started to leak out fluid, he licked it up before forcing his cock half-way
into me.  I didn't let him stop there, I pushed back and soon had the whole
thing in me and we were able to get into a good sync that had him shooting
cum in less than five minutes.

	"Roll over on your side and let's try sleeping, united."

	I squeezed at his cock for a few minutes after we rolled to the
side, it didn't take long for me to fall asleep although I had thought he
would have made me uncomfortable.  Those first few minutes of sleep when
you are still not fully unconscious were wonderful, Bryce moved around some
moving in and out.  I don't know when he fell asleep but I know that around
1:30 he woke me by stroking in and out harder.  I told him that I loved it.
That was the first time that the forbidden word was spoken between us.

	Whether he came or not that time I am not sure.  An hour later he
woke me again, that time on top of me ramming his cock in and out at full
force.  He was fucking my cock into the mattress, I unloaded and felt him
respond to the way my asshole was squeezing him.  I figured he would stop
but he rolled me to the side again and with an arm over my chest fell
asleep.

	The sun had the entire condo bright when I woke again.  It was
thrilling to wake with his cock still in me.  I wanted to try riding his
cock like he rode me the first time but he held me still against his body.