Date: Sat, 17 Nov 2007 02:00:47 -0800 (PST) From: nice guy Subject: Mike & Me; Chapter 3 I didn't hear from Michael for about three weeks. Finally a e-mail arrived with a brief note from him. Michael stated that "he was very busy with work, and really didn't have the time to come and visit me." I thought that maybe with the big age difference between us that he just was not interested in seeing me. Although his e-mails became more sexually explicit. He would talk about using ropes to tie him up, or "pose" him in different situations or just "play" with him. All this sex talk yet he did not plan on seeing me, I thought that somewhat odd. About ten days later, another e-mail arrived and Michael said that he would like to came and visit on Wednesday morning around ten-o'clock. I told him that was fine with me and that I would look forward to his visit. Now, I had something to look forward to instead of just my old boring life with out visitors or company. Michael was coming to visit, and this was exciting for me. The day arrived and I made sure my house was spotless. Just in case something sexual was going to take place I changed the sheets and pillow cases on the bed, sprayed everything with that fabric freshener, Fabreze so everything smelled nice in my home. Then I shaved and took a shower, put on my newest after shave, dressed in shorts and a new t-shirt and waited for Michael to arrive. When Michael finally arrived, he looked great, just like the first two times he came to visit. It was a very warm day, so he was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. I offered his a bottle of Bud beer, (he said it was his favorite) but he declined, so we went and sat on the small couch in my living room. It was so good for me to have some company, as I am home alone most of the time, so this was a real big day for me. We made small talk for a little while, but I just wanted to touch him "their" one more time. I wanted him to know that I would do anything to please him even though this was only the third time in my life I was with another man, and all three time it was with him. So being new at this I was not sure exactly how to start. As we talked I put my left arm over his shoulder and let my right hand rest on his thigh, midway between his knee and his crotch. Michael acted like he didn't know that I was even touching him. I didn't know if he liked it or not, so I figured if he drove all this way to see me, I wanted him to remember me so he would come back to see me. So I went for it! I had watched nervously as my hand slowly inched its way under the wide leg opening of Michaels shorts. I pushed the loose cloth away and settled over the his prominent bulge. I watched him smile as my hand did this and he also closed his eyes. I noticed that he parted his legs so that my hand had easy access to his groin. I watched my hand enclose, caress, and begin to masturbate Michael while he still had his shorts and under ware on. He become hotter, wriggling and twisting as his arousal began to peak. I had watched a dollar- sized dark spot appear on the bright-blue nylon of his shorts as he liberally leaked pre-cum. He twitched, gasped, and shuddered. I had watched as his eyes clamped tightly shut and his body arched. The muscles in his slender legs became firmer as he strained to hold back a climax. I slid my hand under the waist band of his under ware and slowly slipped it down until I was touching his very hard cock. I could feel the heat from it and the tip of it was still a little wet from his pre-cum. I slowly slipped his shorts and under ware off his legs and had him sit on the arm of the couch so that if I leaned over just a bit I would be able to take his beautiful hard cock in my mouth and really drive him wild. As Michael sat there, I caressed his balls, and ran my finger as close to his ass as possible, I would do anything to keep him coming back for more. As I grabbed his cock again, and began to masturbate him Michael said lets go into your bedroom, okay? When we entered the bedroom, he took off his t-shirt and laid face down on the bed. I took off my shorts but left my under ware and t-shirt on. I slowly rubbed his back letting my hand run down to the crack in his ass, and then slipped my hand under him so I could play with his balls and massage then and caress them in a very sensual way. Michael then turned over, and while he was lying on his back with his eyes closed I laid my head on his chest and moved my hand down to his hard erect throbbing cock. I knew that if I went to fast Michael would climax and then probably want to leave so I went very slow. I just lightly stroked him and touched him between the legs but on purpose didn't rub up and down, I didn't want him to cum yet. I really wanted to kiss "it" to place it in my mouth and lick and suck on it so he would have something to remember me by. I also had read on a web site called "nifty" that men especially gay men liked to have a finger work its way into their ass while having their cock sucked as this would really drive them over the edge and give them a release and climax that they might not have experienced before. I just didn't know if he wanted or liked that sort of thing, but I was willing to do it to please him. I turned my head to look at Michaels face and his eyes were still closed, and he had a very calm, peaceful look on his face as my fingers were still wrapped around his cock. I just didn't have the courage to place his cock in my mouth and suck him off, or put my finger in his ass and massage him their so, I simply massaged and rubbed his cock until his hips were wiggling and he was moaning and then h reached a climax and shot his sperm in the air, and over my hand and his stomach. It was really neat to see this happen, and to see the pleasure I could give to Michael. But as soon as he reached climax, he got dressed and was gone. I didn't know if I would see or hear from him again. Maybe I should have kissed him on his cock, maybe sucked and blown him. Maybe put my finger in his ass, or licked him their. Maybe he was not satisfied with just being masturbated, but, only time would tell. Check back for Chapter 4 of Mike & Me . I didn't receive a e-mail from Michael for almost 4 months. Check back to see what takes place next.