Date: Wed, 19 Aug 2020 23:41:23 +0000
From: DurtyRiter <DurtyRiter@protonmail.com>
Subject: The Man with the Jeep, Chapter 5

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The Man with the Jeep
Chapter 5

John looked down at his new boyfriend, still thrilled that he had said yes
to him. He looked down at that bright hair that nearly glowed even in the
darkness, and down the long lean arm to where his hand rested on his
knee. And there, next to that hand, was something else. John blinked to be
sure the shadows weren't playing tricks on him, but sure enough, there was
a definite boner trapped in the leg of Andrew's jeans. That needs to get
out!

He leaned down toward Andrew and lightly kissed the top of his head. Andrew
raised his head to look up into John's face and was rewarded with a series
of kisses across his forehead, his eyes, and his nose before they found his
lips.

John moved around until he was kneeling in front of Andrew and held his
face in his hands as he continued to smother him with light and tender
kisses, which Andrew naturally returned fervor as John teased his lips with
his tongue. Andrew grew more and more fervent as his ardor grew. The feel
of John's firm tongue sparked a need for more definite contact. Soon, with
their lips locked together, their tongues intently explored each other's
mouths.

'Oh yes,' John thought to himself. 'I knew this boy was ready to go!'

Finally tasting each other, the last unfulfilled sense remaining between
them was finally bridged. And neither could get enough. John was a little
surprised at how quickly the intensity had ramped up. He knew he was revved
up, but he didn't suspect Andrew would let himself loosen up so rapidly. He
was pleasantly excited that behind the restrained front, this handsome man
seemed to be eager to pursue the physical with such ardor. And this was
just the start! But he wanted this time to be special, and quickly decided
on a plan to make sure that happened.

John's hands moved down the sides of Andrew's face slowly but surely while
they continued to make out. His fingers traced the outline of Andrew's jaw
before sliding down to his neck and then the front of his chest. His
downward progress paused to flick and tease Andrew's nipples under the thin
t-shirt. His efforts were rewarded with stiffening nipples and light
groaning.

'This boy is going to be so much fun!' John thought as he continued.

He tweaked those nipples just a little bit more before he moved his hands
down to the firm stomach. With their tongues still dueling, John firmly
took hold of Andrew's hips with his hands.

By this time, they were taking turns sucking on each other's tongues in the
familiar back and forth rhythm of passion, each trying to outdo the
other. Their tongues curled around each other, stroking each other and
intertwining and bringing them both to the point of breathlessness, but the
pursuit continued.

John slid his right arm further around Andrew and pulled him closer. He
could feel Andrew's hard on pressing against his side and drew his left
hand back to very lightly trace its length with one finger. A gasp escaped
Andrew as it jumped and pulsed at his touch, so he followed its length back
down from the tip to the base and then up again. It was clearly trying to
break through the leg of his jeans.

After one last pass, John's hand continued forward to move between them,
where his fingers adroitly grasped the end of Andrew's belt. He slowly
pulled it out of the buckle and moved onto the prong, pulling it back to
slide the leather through the loop and out.

John backed off a little bit and began to nibble on Andrew's right ear lobe
while Andrew continued to cover John's neck with as many kisses as he
could. He was so focused that he didn't even notice as John's skilled
fingers began popping the buttons open on his jeans.  Andrew gave in to
each new sensation and let them wash over him, thrilling to the firing of
long-neglected sensory inputs.

John moved down from playing with Andrew's ears and latched onto his neck
like a vampire, alternating his lips with his tongue to find, tickle, and
caress sensitive spots he discovered. His target was squirming now, unable
to hold still under the onslaught and the tickling of John's short beard
across his smooth skin. But John wasn't finished with him yet by a long
shot.

He pinched the hem of Andrew's t-shirt between two fingers and slid his
left hand up the tight stomach, between the superbly toned pecs, and then
up to the left where he clasped his shoulder. John then dove for the spot
just below the Adam's apple from underneath the bunched-up shirt, kissing
and tonguing there too.

Andrew tried to move back a little, but John's right arm held him firmly in
place. There was no escape from this now! Knowing he had found a good spot,
John made a mental note to himself and then slowly made his way further
down. He loved the taste of Andrew's sweat as he completely covered his
chest with kisses until he reached one of those nipples he had teased
earlier.

He stretched his tongue out to lick the very tip, then swirl around the
outside in tiny circles until his lips encircled it and he sucked it hard
into his mouth. Holding that nipple captive inside his warm mouth, John
nipped at it lightly with his teeth while his tongue continued to lick and
flick at it.

Andrew grasped John's head with both hands to try to gain some control, but
John wasn't about to relent on his missionÑa mission that now had Andrew
gasping for breath. After a few more minutes of manipulation, John slowly
released the nipple from his mouth. Andrew tried to catch his breath, only
to have John send an electrifying chill through his body as he blew a
breath of cool air over the spit and sweat covering his fully engorged
nipple. He shivered at the feeling even as John dove back down on it and
nipped at it once with his teeth and then slathered it again with his
tongue.

Andrew braced himself for a repeat performance on his other nipple as John
slid his tongue toward his sternum, but John surprised him when that tongue
took an abrupt turn downward in the middle of his chest. It traced a line
straight down to his navel and then dove in, exploring the little cavity
thoroughly with his tongue.

John opened his mouth wide and took a big mock bite around his belly button
and then softly dragged his teeth inward toward the center, rasping against
Andrew's flesh as they went. Just before his jaws closed into an actual
bite, John suddenly lifted back a little bit and repeated the "bite", but
this time instead of teeth, it was nothing but John's firm lips that drew
in Andrew's flesh.

Andrew struggled again out of reflex as this activity was as tickling as it
was hot. He was finding it hard to breathe again as he tensed and relaxed
his ab muscles trying to cope with all the conflicting sensations causing
such sweet agony to his body. Having drawn enough skin into his mouth to
make folds, John started to French kiss his navel.

'Wait,' thought Andrew to himself. 'What?!? What is he doing? So hot! But
no! I'm too ticklish there! I've got to getÑI can'tÑI can't move! Oh
my god, I can't breathe!'

Andrew suddenly went rigid and arched backward. John instantly stopped.

"Andrew! Are you okay?"

Andrew reeled forward and gasped for breath. After a few gulps of air, he
nodded.

"Yeah," he panted. "I just couldn't breathe for a second there. Wow! No one
has ever done these things to me before. I don't know how much more I can
take of this."

"I'm sorry if I pushed it too farÉ"

"Oh no, you're goodÑreally good, I'm just ticklish there and what you
were doing wasÉI don't know. A lot."

"I didn't realize that. I can stop if it's too much."

"Don't you dare!"

"Okay then, I won't!"

John dove back down for Andrew's belly, but was a little more aware of how
much to tease and how much pressure to use to keep from pushing Andrew
quite so far. John smiled inwardly: so sensitive!

He only stayed at the belly button for another moment before he began
licking and kissing his way down further. His tongue swirled around in
Andrew's bush lapping at the point where the hard cock met the rest of his
amazing body. John's tongue slid down beside and around, but never quite
touching Andrew's manhood.

John literally lifted Andrew right out of his seat before he began to pull
on the waistband of Andrew's jeans with his other hand. Andrew quickly
assisted, grabbing his jeans and pushing them off his hips and down.

John set him back down and used both hands to clasp and slide down Andrew's
legs, pushing the jeans down and off. He quickly tossed them to the side
and then slid his hands back up to the knees, which he grasped firmly and
pulled further apart.

There before him was Andrew's hard and dripping 8" cock standing proudly
out from the beautiful blonde bush it was nestled in. below it hung the
most perfect set of balls he had ever seen. They hung down several inches
with clearly fully round plums inside a ruddy and wrinkled bag covered in
more soft blonde hair. And they were calling his name.

'Damn,' thought John. 'I can barely believe he's real!'

John swooped in again and began to lick around the edges where Andrew's
balls met his body. He gently lifted Andrew's knees up for better access
until Andrew had his hands on the ground behind him to keep from falling
backward. This rendered him practically powerless to what John was doing,
but stopping John was the last thing on his mind right now.

John's tongue was flicking at the joint between his legs and his pelvis,
making Andrew jump. And a few moments after that, John began to do his
"French fish kiss" again, latching on with his lips and then driving him
wild with his tongue. Andrew wriggled under his ministrations, but that was
about all he could do with John firmly holding his knees in place and his
arms busy keeping him from falling on the ground.

John then did the same thing at the spot just below his balls, and Andrew
could feel John's beard prickle his ball sack as he worked his magic
between his legs.

After a few minutes of this, John slid his tongue up and began to slather
Andrew's bag, lapping and caressing those precious balls thoroughly. Once
they were completely moistened with spit, john blew a cool breeze over them
and then pounced on them, completely engulfing first one and then both
inside his warm mouth. Trapped inside this confinement, they were treated
to yet more of John's talented tongue work, stroking and gently nudging
them around and against each other.

Andrew's cock was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum now and it flowed all
the way down his long shaft and he watched transfixed as it covered John's
nose and face until his face shone with its shiny new coat. It wasn't until
John's face was completely covered that he released Andrew's balls from his
mouth.

John nuzzled the sides of his balls and other nooks and crannies in
Andrew's groin before he looked up at him and they locked eyes. With his
eyes transfixed on Andrew's, John dragged his tongue over to the bottom of
Andrew's cock and very slowly licked up the shaft as if to collect every
single iota of that delicious pre-cum it was producing. When he finally got
to the top, he kissed the piss slit softly and then proceeded to envelop
the tip in that talented mouth, followed by the rest of the sleek
arrow-shaped head and then down, down, down the solid shaft until his nose
was buried in Andrew's bush.

With their gazes still locked together, Andrew couldn't look away. This
amazingly kind, stunningly handsome man had swallowed his rod completely
without taking those chocolate brown eyes off his.

John slowly slid up Andrew's pole until his lips were clamped around the
head. He swirled his tongue around it and then slid back down again with
his tongue trailing the shaft to one side as he went down.

He lowered Andrew's knees until he could put his feet back on the ground
again and John released his hold of Andrew's legs. One of John's hands
traced its way up to the formerly neglected nipple and proceeded to lightly
pinch and twist it while the fingers on his other hands lightly brushed
Andrews balls, stroking them and teasing the hair. All while completely
swallowing his fuck pole.

Every trip he spent up and down Andrew's pole was accompanied with a twist:
a new tongue action, or something else that made every one a different
experienceÑall with his eyes locked on Andrew.

John was watching Andrew's responses and noting the ones that gave the best
reactions. He loved the new instrument he was playing and was going to make
absolutely certain he could play it like a master.

All Andrew knew was that he was not going to last very long at all. He was
actually surprised he hadn't cum already with the working over John was
giving him. He had never been this turned on, there was no doubt of that.

John continued to tease Andrew's balls, and then his thumb started to roam
around a little bit, putting a little pressure here, a flick there, and a
micro massage over there. Before long, it was getting close to Andrew's
hole, just working his cheeks apart a little bit and then teasing the
sensitive ring around it as if stalking prey.

This continued while John continued to give Andrew a thorough blow
job. John was about ready to drain this bone dry, so he started picking up
the pace, tightening his grip a little bit more as he started to actually
suck on it to draw out that big load he knew was down there.

Andrew was starting to thrust himself into John's mouth and John knew he
would shoot his wad soon. The pace was frenetic now, becoming a blur as the
finish came blazing up.  Once John started really sucking on his cock, it
brought Andrew right up to the edge and he could feel himself about to
explode at any moment and tried to warn John.

"Unh! Unh! I'm about toÉ I'm gonnaÉ I'm gonnaÉ" he babbled.

Just then, the tip of John's thumb finally nudged itself inside Andrew's
tight ass, and that was it.

"Ohmygod! Ohmygod! Ohmygod!" Andrew yelled out as he felt the surge within
him release. He felt his molten load as it coursed up through his cock and
then blasted to the back of John's throat over and over again.

John had sucked his way back to the top of Andrew's dick and braced himself
just in time to be perfectly ready for Andrew's load. He suspected it was
going to be a big one, and he was not disappointed. Andrew shot volley
after volley after volley and John was barely quick enough to swallow
before the next one landed. Jesus, this kid is never gonna stop, John
thought to himself as he downed yet another dose of Andrew's load. It was a
good dozen shots before they started to lessen in intensity and volume.

Once Andrew's spurts had finished, John carefully dove back down to the
base of his cock and slowly milked out every last drop from within, licking
the long rod clean as he came back up.

Having just shot the load of his life, Andrew grit his teeth at the
feelings from his over-sensitized nerve endings. John had to hold Andrew's
hips as he slowly drew back over the head of Andrew's cock and sucked the
very last drop of cum from him. He savored the taste of Andrew's cum as he
licked his lips clean.

"Well, well, well," said John when he finally came up for air. "Damn, boy!
How long have you been saving that?"

"I don't know, maybe a day."

"No kidding! That is some serious shooting!"

"Well I blame you," retorted a slightly embarrassed but pleased Andrew.

"Oh, do you? Why is that?"

"Nevermind."

"Come on, you can tell me."

"You've had me on edge all day, if you must know," Andrew finally admitted.

"I was hoping that was it, but I wanted to hear you say it out loud."

"Please! You know you're sexy as all hell."

"You are very kind," said John. "But I am resigned to my averageness."

"Average! What are you smoking?"

"Campfire at the moment, haha!"

"Oh geez. Well you are far better than average!"

"Well I'm glad you think so at least."

Andrew's cock had finally started to go down, and he struggled to get back
to a sitting position on the log until John pulled him back up. Andrew
looked at him with a gleam in his eye.

"Ok, Boyfriend, your turn!"


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