Date: Fri, 8 Aug 2014 13:15:36 -0400
From: Jim Miller <jimmiller40511@gmail.com>
Subject: Let's Meet Over Coffee

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LET'S MEET OVER COFFEE


He touched me, just gently on the cheek. One finger kissing my skin, slowly
sliding down my jawline, exciting me to my very core. We had just met that
morning over a cup of coffee, and chatted about basically nothing.

We had met on line, like many other gay married men. E-mailing back and
forth exchanging pictures, revealing our stats, and our sexual
preferences. We made a "date" to meet for coffee, someplace public just to
see if we had been honest with each other. Our hearts were in our throats
as we approached each other in the coffee shop. That was always the
scariest part. We were planning on just meeting, and scheduling a private
time together if we felt comfortable. Oh Yes! We felt comfortable
together. So comfortable that we scrounged enough cash between the two of
us to rent a room at a no-tell-motel in town right then and there.

So here we were, lying naked next to each other in the dim light on a
slightly musty bedspread, his finger exploring my face as he tells me how
beautiful he thinks I am.

We had kissed as soon as the door had closed behind us, my hand sliding
down his muscular back, and over his jean clad butt. Damn he felt good. I
pulled him toward me pressing his already hard cock into my stomach. His
hands were holding my face, pulling my lips closer to his as his tongue
probed my upper lip.

We kicked off our shoes, and climbed onto the bed without breaking the
kiss. His hand traveled to the back of my head and worked it's way down my
neck and under the collar of my shirt. His warm hand resting on the hot
skin between my shoulder blades. I slid my lips down his throat, he moaned,
and started unbuttoning his shirt with his free hand. This gave my lips
access to his broad hairy chest. His nipples were already hard as my mouth
clamped onto the left one. I nibbled with my teeth, and flicked it with my
tongue.

He started pulling the back of my shirt out of my pants and tugging it over
my head with the buttons still fastened. I lifted my arms, and pulled my
mouth away from his firm, warm nipple as he stripped me to the waist. With
my arms still above my head, he pressed his mouth into my hairy pit,
lapping like a thirsty dog in a bowl of water.

I have never had a man do that before, and I found it intensely
arousing. he moved his lips and tongue down my side, and across my stomach
until he found my trail, and followed it down to my belt buckle. He used
his teeth to tease my already hard cock through my dress pants. My head was
thrown back, and a moan escaped my throat as pre-cum dampened the front of
my briefs. He paused long enough to unfasten my pants and strip them down
my legs leaving me wearing nothing but my white Jockey briefs, and black
dress socks. One sock was wadded up around my ankle as he climbed on top of
me, I pushed him off and onto his back. With fumbling fingers, I unbuttoned
his belt-less jeans and jerked down his zipper. As I started pealing them
down his legs I realized he was not wearing any underwear. So, with his
pants still wadded around his feet, I attacked his rock hard shaft with my
mouth.

He had one of those cocks that curve up into his stomach, and yes it was
long, maybe even nine inches or better. It was thin, and had a large purple
head. Pre-cum was leaking down and dripping into his pubic hair creating a
musky, sexual smell. I swallowed as much as I could, wrapping my fingers
around the base of his tool and holding it tight. That prevented the full
length of his dick from entering my throat. He was longer than I could
take.

He thrashed on the bed trying to untangle his pants from around his feet as
he groaned and pumped his hips.


"Im going to cum" he said, "please, stop, not yet"


I pulled my mouth of his throbbing, leaking rod, and knew what I needed to
do. I climbed on top of him, pulled the crotch of my briefs aside, and
angled his cock in line with my man pussy. I watched his face as I pressed
down on it, and it popped past the ring of muscles and into my hot
rectum. First, there was a look of shock, and then a glow of pleasure. I
knew it wouldn't take him long. He was already so close.

I gently started rocking, his cock slipping deeper, and deeper into my man
pussy. He moaned and arched his back, let out a deep moan and his hot white
cum filled my ass. I kept riding him, ignoring his begging me to stop. He
started thrashing from side to side, but that only excited me more. He
pleaded with me, but my own orgasm was building and I just couldn't stop
until I had busted my nut. As my cum filled my briefs, leaving a huge wet
spot and leaking out of the stretched leg hole, and onto his groin; he shot
his second load into my bowels.

I stopped riding him and just leaned forward on my arms. We were both
panting, eyes glazed, and our bodies covered in a light coating of
sweat. His eyes were closed, and his mouth was open as i rolled off of
him. There was a slight popping sound as his softening dick came out of my
hole. I lay beside him, my head on his heaving chest as he traced his
finger along my jaw line, and told me how beautiful he thought I was.

We stayed that way for about an hour, me in my damp white briefs and one
black dress sock crumpled around my ankle, and he with his pants tangled
around his feet covered in white cotton socks his shirt unbuttoned and
hanging off one shoulder.

We are already planning our next cup of coffee.

I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it. Let me know
what you think jimmiller40511@gmail.com