Date: Mon, 7 Aug 2023 22:09:42 +0000 From: Skylar Harris Subject: Paul and me (2) This is a fictional story. It includes sexual interactions between two men. It is pure fiction! If these types of stories offend you, please do not read further. This story is an original story written by and copyright of the Author. "You driving is probably a good idea..." I said, as I realized I might have gone a little far and was a little sloppy between my high and drinking. "I think so too." Paul said with a chuckle. He pulled my arm over his shoulder to stabilize my walking. I was happy to have the physical contact, but my high had me super horny... and uninhibited. "Thanks for taking care of me, Paul..." I said, as I rested my head into him. "Of course, Jeff. You feel okay to go to lunch?" He asked. "I am not ready to go back to everyone else, so 'yes, please!'" I answered. "Alright, there's an American place down here, apparently their hotdogs are really good." Paul said, looking at restaurants on his phone. "I'd be happy to put a wiener in my mouth..." I said, with a giggle. "Sorry, inappropriate..." I trailed off. "It's okay, Jeff." Paul said with a smile. "You warned me." We got in my car, me in the passenger seat and Paul started up the car. It was warm in the car and in a heat inspired frustration... I squirmed and then pulled my shirt over my head. "I'm so hot! Is this okay?" I asked. "It is hot, but I'll be keeping my shirt on." Paul said. "I think as long as your pants stay on, it won't raise any questions." He went on. "I will, but I don't want to!" I said, in fake-exasperation. Paul laughed. The restaurant was about 15 minutes from the golf course, so I reclined my chair a little and let my eyes closed. Paul was comfortable with the silence in the car, so I just drifted in and out of consciousness a little. I was day-dreaming about what had happened in the trees at the golf course and all the things I would be willing to do with him... or for him... or to him. "Jeff?" Paul said quietly, as he placed his hand on my shoulder. "We're here." His hand on my bare skin felt amazing. "Oh, perfect, thanks for letting me rest a bit." I said. "Maybe we should hang out a little, before we go in." Paul said, nodding toward my crotch. My whole front was tented from my day-dreams. "Shoot, sorry..." I said. "It should go down pretty quickly." "Don't worry about it. We're both just guys... sometimes that just happens." He said, as he looked down at me. "Thanks for not making things weird, Paul." I said, feeling a little embarrassed. "Jeff... it's been a while since someone has helped me cum... so really I should be thanking you." He said, not holding eye-contact. "Well I really enjoyed it... Not having ever done something like that before..." I said. "I mean, I did too." Paul said. "But I just feel bad that you didn't get anything out of it... when it's your birthday." He followed up. "It felt pretty special to me." I said. "Jeff, it was special to me too... I just don't want you to feel weird about doing something like that with an old fart like me." Paul said. "Paul, I enjoyed it a lot... like... a lot, a lot!" I said a little more eagerly than I expected. "Thanks, Jeff. Should we go get a wiener to fill that mouth of yours?!" Paul said, ribbing me about what I said earlier. I laughed, "That sounds great, but I thought we were getting food here?" I joked back, as I pulled my shirt over my head and opened the car door. We headed into the restaurant and the host said they would see about getting a table ready. "I'm going to go to the bathroom." I said, excusing myself to the restroom. The restroom was one that had all kinds of antique decor all over the walls, but also had the single long trough-style urinal. I was always nervous about those, because it was hard not to look. But it was about 3 PM, so the restaurant was pretty quiet. I went to relieve myself in the urinal. Just as I started to pee, Paul opened the door. "Fancy meeting you here." He joked and came over to the urinal too. He unzipped and pulled his thick head out of his fly. I couldn't help letting my eyes take in his meaty member. I looked up and noticed that he was looking at me, too. "Shit. Sorry, Paul... a little dazed and apparently interested in your wiener..." I laughed a little, trailing off. "It's alright, Jeff. That happens. I zone out sometimes too." Paul said. He was done peeing, but stayed with his cock hanging out of his fly. I watched it bounce as he pushed a few more drops out. "You're right." I smiled, looking up at his face. "Should we go get something to eat?" Paul asked, as he put himself back in his pants and zipped up. I followed suit. "Sounds great... I've got the munchies!" I said. We washed hands and headed back to the table. It was nice and easy-going. We chatted about how we played and the other guys. Talked about things we both enjoy. Paul had a boat and said he'd have to take me and the family out some time. "It sounds like everyone is getting together at the lake shortly, so we can go together if that's okay with you?" Paul said, reading a message on his phone. "Sounds good to me. I'd like to change before we go, can we swing by my airbnb first?" I asked. "It's your car, Jeff!" Paul chuckled. "Right!" I laughed. We hopped in my car and headed to my vacation rental. "What a neat little house!" Paul said, as we pulled up. "Yeah, it's nice. I looked it up, it was built in the 1920s." I said. "It does not have AC which has been a bit rough, with how hot it's been." I continued, as we got out of the car and headed up the steps to go inside. I punched the code into the door lock and opened the door. We walked into a wall of heat in the house. "Holy cow, Jeff... You weren't joking about the heat!" Paul said. "Yeah, we haven't spent much time in here, just sleeping at night." I said, as I pulled my shirt over my head and started up the stairs. It was even warmer in the upstairs and I was already sweating. "Hey Paul?" I shouted downstairs, as I started taking the rest of my clothes off in the bedroom. "Yep?" Paul said from the landing at the top of the stairs. "Oh..." I said opening the bedroom door and standing in my boxer-briefs. "Are we okay for me to take a quick shower?" I asked. "I think so. Linda said they are heading there for the rest of the afternoon. I can let her know we'll be a little bit, as we're changing." Paul said. "Perfect, thanks!" I replied. "I'll be quick!" I said, as I turned back into the bedroom to grab a towel. "No worries, we should be fine on time." Paul said, looking around the upstairs bedrooms. I took off my underwear in the bedroom and walked back out onto the landing to head into the bathroom naked. I wanted him to see me, but I also wanted to make being naked in each other's company normal. I had my towel over my shoulder and walked into the bathroom. "Shoot!" I said, and jogged back to the bedroom. "Forgot my soap." I followed up. I had intentionally forgotten it, just to provide more confident exposure in front of him. "I could have grabbed it for you." Paul said watching me go back in the bathroom. "Paul, I didn't know you wanted to touch it, let alone grab it." I said turning around and motioning toward my flaccid self. "I think that would just slow us down." I followed up with a wink. Paul blushed. "You know what I mean!" He said with mock-outrage. I laughed as I turned the water on for the shower. I wanted a cold shower, so I would stop sweating and could leave the hot house. "I'd let you, Paul, but we've got to keep moving!" I said pointedly ignoring his statement. I heard Paul laugh to himself, as he walked around the creaky upstairs. I couldn't help but be turned on by being naked with Paul around. I washed and tried to just let the cold water take care of me, but found myself washing my bits a little longer. "I thought we needed to keep moving?!" Paul said, accusingly. "Shit, Paul!" I exclaimed in surprise. "I didn't realize you were watching! I'm done..." I said. "Looks like you were just getting started." Paul said, as I turned the shower off. "This is completely unrelated!" I said defensively, as my erection led the way out of the shower. Paul stood there nodding knowingly, as he held my towel. "Sure it is..." Paul said teasing, as he held my towel out of reach. "Tell me what you were thinking about..." Paul pressed. "Honestly, PAUL, I was thinking about how nice the water felt, because it's so HOT!" I said, confidently. "and... a little about what happened when we were golfing..." I admitted more quietly. "I had no idea golf got you so hot and bothered!" Paul joked and handed me my towel. "Yep... it's the golf." I said with a wink, as I started drying off. "Don't act like you didn't enjoy our golf today!" I continued. "I did! My cart buddy was a very supportive caddy!" Paul said, watching as I finished drying off. "... he was confident, fun, and a little forward." He finished, as he let his gaze rest on my erection. "'Uninhibited'" I corrected. "... and you were warned!" I said. "I was." He said, not looking away. "Paul... I don't know what you're thinking or feeling, but I enjoyed our golfing experience and enjoyed touching you. While it was a first for me and I'm sure it was also for you, I enjoyed it and wouldn't change it. If you are curious about anything, I feel safe with you. I hope you feel the same. You know me and my family... so I think we both understand our most important priorities." I told him. "I definitely know mine, Jeff... but... I still just don't know... getting caught up in the moment is one thing, but intentional interactions are different." Paul said. "That's very true... well, I'm happy to just spend time with you! ... if things happen, then they happen." I said with a smile. "That sounds reasonable." Paul said. "You get dressed and we'll head to get me some other clothes before we meet up with everyone else." "Sounds good." I said, throwing some clothes on the bed and then beginning to get dressed. The door was wide open and I did my best to act natural, as I dressed in front of him... but there was no way I could get my boner down with him watching me. As I went to put my underwear on, I turned away and bent over giving Paul a view of my butt that he would not have had before. I heard him clear his throat and turned to see him adjusting the front of his shorts. Good, he noticed... I thought to myself. I grabbed my shorts and put them on and finally threw on a t-shirt. "Shall we?" I asked with a smile. "Let's do it!" Paul said turning to go down the stairs. "Paul... that's very forward!" I joked back to him. He laughed, as he walked down the stairs. We got in the car and headed to his hotel to get him some fresh clothes. We talked about the day out, how we did, and how the others played. We pulled up to the hotel. "Should I just wait in the car?" I asked. "No, it might take a little minute, come on in." Paul said. I followed him into the front doors of the hotel (it was a simple Holiday Inn Express) and headed over to the seating area by check-in. "Jeff, don't be silly, come on up to the room. I'm sure Lisa and the girls will be fine." Paul assured me. We headed up to their room and Paul unlocked the door. "Linda? Seth is here with me... you girls in?" Paul asked, as he went to open the door. There was no response. "I guess they are already out." Paul said. "I'll get ready and we can head out. I'm going to have a quick shower, too" He continued. "Sounds good." I said and went over to the arm chair in the sitting area by the bed. Paul headed into the bathroom and I pulled my phone out to kill time. I heard the bathroom door and looked up, as Paul stepped out in just his underwear to grab some soap from the vanity area. I was thoroughly turned on seeing so much more of Paul's body. He had very little hair on his torso and back. His skin was tan and smooth. His back was strong looking, his arms were big, and his legs were strong. I knew he had been very athletic in high school and college, but he was impressively built. "Making me feel like a kid over here..." I said, absentmindedly checking out his body. "You're so much more built than me! Also, I could have grabbed it for you!" I said, motioning toward the soap. "You did grab it earlier!" Paul said, blushing that he had made the joke. "I was talking about the soap, Paul!" I joked back. ..."but, seriously, you look super strong!" I said seriously. "That's ridiculous!" Paul said and faced me running his hands over his stomach. "I'm in terrible shape!" He continued. "You look yoked." I said, swallowing my overabundance of saliva that was building up in my mouth. "Well thanks, Jeff... but in case you forgot, I just saw you naked earlier and you are in great shape!" Paul said, winking at me, as he headed back into the bathroom. I heard him turn the shower on and thought about him being completely naked in there. I was starting to get hard in my shorts. My phone dinged and I looked to see that the timing for where we were meeting up just changed. I walked over to the door and knocked. The door opened and Paul was standing naked in front of me. "Hello!" I said with a huge shit-eating grin on my face. "Ummm... I was just told that we're supposed to meet up at the lake in about an hour, so we've got more time, no need to rush! ... and we were asked to grab some drinks on our way." I kept my eyes up and locked with his. "Sounds good... and it's nice we can take our time a bit..." Paul said with a bit of a question in his voice. "Yeah, I don't think we need to rush..." I said smiling back at Paul. "Good." Paul said, as he turned around and opened the shower door stepping back in. He did not close the bathroom door, but left me standing in the doorway watching him. He knew I hadn't left, but turned into the shower and let the water wash over his body. I watched him running his hands up and down his torso and putting his face into the water. I was so turned on being given this opportunity to watch him, as he continued his shower. I stood transfixed watching this strong, wet man, wash his body. I was completely erect in my shorts and allowed my hand to rub myself on the outside of my shorts. "Are you still high, Jeff?" Paul asked from the shower, bringing me back to reality a bit. "A little..." I said, still rubbing myself. "Only a little?" Paul asked and quickly followed up with, "What's your excuse now?" He started lathering the soap on his body, letting his hands soap up his chest, arms, and letting his hands travel down his torso to his sexy cock and balls. He was fully hard as he washed himself. "I suppose my excuse is having a sneaky peek of this guy, who is showering and stroking himself in front of me!" I said. "You caught me..." Paul said, as he stroked his hard piece watching me. "Maybe you should take care of things, too." He said, watching me. "Would you like that?" I asked, as I put my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts. "I don't know... I'd like something, it seems..." Paul said, motioning to his obvious erection. "I never want you to feel uncomfortable, but I am super horny still!" I said rubbing the front of my shorts further highlighting my own erection. "Me too..." Paul said, as he grabbed a towel and started drying off. "I think we've got enough time, that we could help ourselves out..." I suggested. Paul didn't say anything, but walked out of the shower with his towel over his shoulder. He walked past me and around the corner to the room door and threw the safety lock on the door over. That would mean that no one could just walk in. "What were you thinking about?" Paul asked, turning around and facing me. "Honestly?" I asked, feeling super turned on, but also nervous. "Honestly." Paul responded. "I was thinking how I don't know the last time I was so turned on... If I'm not careful, I'll cum in my shorts just being around you naked." I said quickly. Paul laughed. "I don't understand how you think this old guy is attractive!" Paul chuckled some more. "I mean... you know my wife, I think she's attractive... I think you are sexy..." I said. "Honestly, I would probably do anything you wanted, or try to..." I said, with a little challenge in my voice. "Oh yeah?" Paul asked. "Mmmhmm..." I responded. Paul walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. He leaned back with one arm and the other hand he allowed to stroke his hard member. "Why don't you come over here, Jeff." Paul said. I headed over to the bed and stood at the end in front of him. Paul leaned forward grabbed the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down to my ankles. I stepped out of them. "Why don't you take your shirt off." Paul suggested. I did what I was told and was standing in just my tight boxer briefs. It was clear I was hard inside them. "Turn around, Jeff." Paul said, sitting and watching me from the bed, as I turned to face away from him. "Jeff... You're very handsome." He said, as he reached out and gave my little bubble butt a stroke. "Thanks..." I said, as I went to turn around. Paul stopped me, so I stayed facing away from him. "Is this okay?" He asked as I felt his fingers slip into my waistband again. I nodded and felt him begin to pull them down. My ass came out over the top of the waistband and he stopped. My cock was throbbing and aching to be released, but was still trapped in the front of my underwear with just my bum exposed facing Paul. "Your ass is really something, Jeff." Paul went on, as he let his hands kneed and squeeze it. "Mmmm..." I moaned. "Does that feel good?" Paul asked, as he continued to play and work my cheeks. "It feels awesome..." I said. "Good." Paul said. I felt his fingers hook my waistband again, and this time he took my boxer briefs down to my ankles, his cheek resting against my ass cheek, as my full erection sprung free and I stepped out of my shorts. "Fuck..." I said, as I quickly pressed my cock to my body and came right there. "I'm sorry, Paul... I couldn't help it. I've been so horny today!" I said embarrassed, as my throbbing cock shot jet after jet all over my torso and hands. Paul handed me the towel he still had hanging over his shoulder. "It's okay, Jeff... don't worry about it." Paul said. "Should we get ready to go?" He asked with a genuine smile on his face. "I'm so sorry..." I apologized again. "This is just very new and exciting..." I went on. "It's new to me, too!" Paul followed up. "I haven't cum as quickly as I did on the course in a long time!" He continued. "Thanks for trying to make me feel better. You didn't even touch me and I came all over myself." I said wiping the final remains of my eruption. "I really wanted for you to get to do what you wanted to do, too, Paul." I went on. "You appear to still be... aroused(?)." I said trying to let my statement be open to interpretation. "I suppose I am..." Paul said, reaching and stroking his still solid piece. His cock was so hard and thick. His helmet was a deep purple color and his shaft was lined with thick veins. His cock was probably 5 ½ inches long and 8 inches around. It was like a beer can... a mouth-watering, beer-can shaped, cut dick. "May I?" I asked reaching toward it, again. Paul let go and leaned back, putting both hands behind him. I was standing naked in front of him and let my fingers wrap around his meaty member. "Gosh, why does this feel so good??" Paul wondered aloud. "I don't know, Paul... but it feels good to me, too." I said, trying my best to reassure him. Paul started leaning further back leaning onto his elbows, as I stroked him. I slowly lowered myself to being on my knees in between his legs, as I slowly stroked his engorged penis. Paul began to moan in pleasure as my hand ran up and down him. I let my other hand stroke his sack and gently squeeze and play with his weighty balls. Even after his cum a couple hours earlier, they were still heavy. I allowed myself to take in how his cock looked from this close up. It really was beautiful. The ridge on his mushroom tip was flared and big, making it look like the hottest mushroom I'd ever seen. As I stroked him and watched his cock responding, I saw his precum start to build up. "Paul, can I keep going?" I asked. "Jeff... you can do what you want... this feels amazing." Paul said. I did wait for him to have second thoughts, but since he didn't say stop... I licked the tip of him. "Oh, fuck!" Paul said, as he felt my wet tongue on him. His exclamation of desire, turned me on further. I pulled his entire tip into my mouth and started sucking and licking it. "HOLY SHIT!" Paul said, as I felt his hands go to my head and stroke it. He applied a little pressure with his hands on the back of my head. I knew he wanted to have more of himself in me, so I opened my mouth further. I slid my mouth further down his shaft and felt his girth and length fill my mouth fully. He hit the back of my throat and I gagged. I coughed causing my saliva to run down his shaft and to his balls, but he didn't let go. My eyes started watering and I felt the pressure stop from the back of my head. "I'm so sorry, Jeff!" Paul said, apologetically. "I just..." he trailed off, as I had never experienced anything like that and it had me so turned on, I started giving him the blow job of my dreams. I was so horny. I sucked and I blew and I licked... My tongue and mouth were all over him. I pulled back and licked his balls. "Jeff, you are amazing!" Paul said breathing heavily. I went back to his tip and sucked it into my mouth. I let my hand play with his sack as I continued sucking on his thickness. "Oh god... I'm gonna cum, Jeff!" Paul said, stroking my head. He grabbed my head, as he slammed himself down the back of my throat and I felt the warm liquid shoot down it. I didn't have a chance to not swallow, so I pulled back, allowing his next waves to fill my mouth with his hot jizz. I could have let it fall out of my mouth, but I was so turned on by how this had gone, that I swallowed it down. I didn't want him to leave my mouth. I was resting my head against his inner thigh, as I allowed him to finish in my mouth. Paul had laid all the way back on the bed with his feet over the side on the floor to either side of me. As he lay there and I drank those final spurts of cum down, I could have fallen asleep with complete satisfaction. Paul seemed a little unsettled after everything was done. "Well, Paul... that was really cool." I said with complete sincerity. "I enjoyed it all... even the end there, which I didn't know what to expect... but everything with you was beyond anything I could have imagined." "I don't know what to say..." Paul said. "That's okay... I don't know that anything needs to be said. Should we get dressed and head to the lake?" I asked. "That's probably what we should do... but, Jeff?" Paul said questioningly. "That made me feel amazing! Thank you for being interested in me... and making me feel good." He followed up. "That was so hot, Paul... but don't tell Liz!" I quickly followed up, laughing. "As long as you don't tell, Linda!" He agreed. Thank you for reading! 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