The Ring (Pt. 2)
His name was Kevin. Just like he said, it turned out he live maybe 30 miles away, if that.
We started chatting, and he brought up all the points I has been watching and comments I had making where married men get fucked. In those comments, I made it clear that I was married and loved gay porn. I admitted more than once how jealous I was of those guys. Getting to fool around with another man in secret. Kevin, while never married, said he knew plenty of married men who felt the same way. The difference, he said, were how many of them were to make it a reality. "It's a low number" he said "it's one thing to fantasize, but it's difficult to realize". But he never got judgmental or aggressive with me. As we'd chat, it would become clear that Kevin would be happy to be with me, but he wouldn't ask directly. I had to do that. And so I did.
It was a lame idea for a first meet. We both thought meeting in person would be a good idea before anything else were to go on. I picked a coffee shop. It sounded like I good idea, but I felt like an idiot. Thankfully, I'd get reassurance soon. Kevin came in, and I waved him down. Damn. He was handsome in person. Nice tan skin, hair cut short, but he had stubble growing into a fine beard. He had the most striking green eyes. They were the first thing I linked with, and there was the gentle smile on his face. It was new for me to say about a man, but that smile was beautiful. We shook hands, and ordered some coffee "this was a good idea, very quiet and different from some bar". He calmed my nerves instantly. He had a somewhat deep voice, and also calm and comforting. We talked a bit, and then he brought up business.
"If you want, I can host for you. I live alone, I keep a clean house, no smoking. All that. If you're wanting to, I'd be happy to have you over." I stood there, with what I can only assume was a deer in headlights look. He chuckled. "It's just an offer. How's this. We leave in our separate cars and you follow me. If you want, just stop and turn. No hard feelings." I actually liked that idea. I nodded and smiled that beautiful smile again and we walked to our cars. I began to follow him and a million thoughts ran through my mind. Was I ready? Hell yeah I was. Or was I? Would I be able to keep this secret? Did I care? I almost turned my car around a dozen times, but I ended up in his driveway. He waved me in.
He was right about his place. Clean. Inviting. He said I could sit on his couch and I took a seat. He poured a couple small glasses of whiskey and handed me one. I must have looked with suspicion. He chuckled "No way, man. This would be an entirely concentual deal. No funny business." I took a sip. It seemed okay, and was damned good whiskey. We chatted some more, and then science awkwardly took over the room. "This is the most difficult part. The part to take a step forward. The step you've been waiting for to start the path you've been dreaming of. I've found this to be a good starting point. He stood up from his chair, came over to me, and took my glass and set it on the end table. He then put his hand out a gesture to take it. I did, and he pulled me up. He looked at me, his amazing green eyes into mine, and said "This is okay. This is good. Okay?" I nodded. He placed his arms around me and pulled me into a kiss.
At first, my lips reacted by tightening and basically locking closed. But he kept kissing me gently. His lips where so soft, and he eventually started to slowly place the very end of his tongue against my clenched lips. But at that moment, I realized I was hard as a goddamn rock. I don't think my dick had been that hard in years. Once I felt that, all of my guard dropped. My body loosened, my arms slowly embraced him, and my lips open along with his. It was no surprise to me that he was an amazing kisser. We pressed against each other as our kissing became more passionate. I know I let out the tiniest little cries. I couldn't help it. I was standing here, deeply kissing another man, with a raging boner, unable to quite believe it was happening. The kissing was so intense. Our lips pressing, our tongues playing with the other. Our hands were all over each other. He reached down and grabbed my dick. He pulled back from our kissing "I knew you were ready." He said with a smile before pulling me back in. We then frantically started to undressed. Trying to strip and somehow keep up our manic makeout session going. Finally there we were, naked. I could feel his cock against me. What a fucking feeling! I broke our kiss and looked down. "Touch it."
Aside from porn, I had only seen other dicks in situations like locker rooms. But here was my first that was right there. Right in front of me. As Kevin said, I reached down a slowly grabbed it. It was longer than mine, so we'll say "over average", but not ridiculous either. It was a really nice cock with a big beautiful head on it. Having another man's dick in my hand was surreal. I ran my hand up and down it. Running my fingertips along his vein up to that head. He smiled, took my hand down his dick, and cupped it around his balls. While his dick was slightly more than anticipated, his balls were huge. Just this huge wonderful sack. He let me play a little more. "Go ahead and take a seat. I sat down on his couch again. He kneeled in front of me and spread my legs. "I think you'll like this".
He took my dick in one hand and lifted it so he could begin kissing it along the bottom, up my vein. He then ran his tongue back down the same way, but then stopping to lick and suck my balls. He ran his tongue up my taint, and I almost lost it. He moved back up to my head and began flicking it with his tongue. He then started to stick it into my dick hole. Something completely new, and I had to try to hold him from going further for fear I'd blow it right then and there. He stopped, looked and said "well, if that's getting you close, let's do this." He got up and straddled me on the couch. We began making out again. Both of our cocks jabbing each other until I realized he had taken mine and tucked behind him. Slowly moving up and down, he had my cock between his ass cheeks. It was amazing. As we kept kissing, and he kept moving, he slowed down, and his hand moved again. He raised himself up, and gave me this smirk on his face as we both panted, covered in sweat. He lowered back down, and I felt it.
He put my dick in his ass, and was slowly moving his hips. He pulled in for another kiss and then I felt it. He sat and took all of me. He started gyrating hips hips, lifting himself up to take my hands and hold them by both sides of my head. "You're fucking a man. Right now, your cock is balls deep in me, and...." he looked over at my left hand and used a finger to rub my wedding ring. He smiled. I looked dumbfounded for a moment and then smiled. I pulled my hands from his and grabbed his hips. I started pulling him down on my cock, thrusting. A man's whole was like a completely differently experience than a pussy. It felt tighter. Inside it was warmer, and felt more inviting. Kevin wasn't tense at all, I could tell. He was just grunting and moaning, and looking at me as I was looking at me fucking him. He began to raise himself higher, so I could see more of me go up his ass. Each time, I'd pull him right back down. I couldn't get enough! But I could feel it. "I'm going to, but are you going to cum?" He asked, I nodded and grunted a yes. "In or out?" I never let go of his hips. He grunted in acknowledgement and raced harder.
Finally, it was time. I felt my balls clench, my cock stand at the utmost of attention, and every muscle in my body stiffen. I released one of the biggest loads I can remember, and it was all in Kevin's ass. At the same time he took just a second or two to jerk off before a massive wad of cum shot out. It covered me in gobs and strands up my chest and my face. There was cum on my face! Before I could react, Kevin moved towards me, slightly pulling off my dick, letting my own cum leak out. He took his tongue up my chest, along my chin, and placed the scoop of cum in my mouth with another deep kiss. It actually tasted good. It was almost an instant addiction.
He slid himself completely off my cock. Cum running down it, dripping from his ass. He took my hand rubbed it against his asshole, now gaped by our fuck. He slid my ring finger up his as, slowly. He closed his eyes and looked, moaning. He pulled it out and showed me it covered in my own cup. He brought my hand slowly to my mouth. He smiled. "It looks like your right needs some cleaning". I stared into those green eyes and without hesitation began licking off my own cum, and sucking it off of my finger. I had just cleaned my wedding ring covered with my cum dripping from the asshole from a man I just fucked. I was stunned. And I was so fucking happy about it.
Kevin rolled off me and we just sat there for a bit. Hopped up on excitement, tired, sweaty, and covered in cum.
"Looks like you were one of the realizers" Kevin said, smiling but still staring ahead. "Looks like it" I said. Also in a tired tone.
As we finally got cleaned up, he gave me one more kiss. A lovers kiss. "Are we done?" he said.
I fiddled with my newly glistening ring in the car. No. We were not done. Not by a long shot.
We started chatting, and he brought up all the points I has been watching and comments I had making where married men get fucked. In those comments, I made it clear that I was married and loved gay porn. I admitted more than once how jealous I was of those guys. Getting to fool around with another man in secret. Kevin, while never married, said he knew plenty of married men who felt the same way. The difference, he said, were how many of them were to make it a reality. "It's a low number" he said "it's one thing to fantasize, but it's difficult to realize". But he never got judgmental or aggressive with me. As we'd chat, it would become clear that Kevin would be happy to be with me, but he wouldn't ask directly. I had to do that. And so I did.
It was a lame idea for a first meet. We both thought meeting in person would be a good idea before anything else were to go on. I picked a coffee shop. It sounded like I good idea, but I felt like an idiot. Thankfully, I'd get reassurance soon. Kevin came in, and I waved him down. Damn. He was handsome in person. Nice tan skin, hair cut short, but he had stubble growing into a fine beard. He had the most striking green eyes. They were the first thing I linked with, and there was the gentle smile on his face. It was new for me to say about a man, but that smile was beautiful. We shook hands, and ordered some coffee "this was a good idea, very quiet and different from some bar". He calmed my nerves instantly. He had a somewhat deep voice, and also calm and comforting. We talked a bit, and then he brought up business.
"If you want, I can host for you. I live alone, I keep a clean house, no smoking. All that. If you're wanting to, I'd be happy to have you over." I stood there, with what I can only assume was a deer in headlights look. He chuckled. "It's just an offer. How's this. We leave in our separate cars and you follow me. If you want, just stop and turn. No hard feelings." I actually liked that idea. I nodded and smiled that beautiful smile again and we walked to our cars. I began to follow him and a million thoughts ran through my mind. Was I ready? Hell yeah I was. Or was I? Would I be able to keep this secret? Did I care? I almost turned my car around a dozen times, but I ended up in his driveway. He waved me in.
He was right about his place. Clean. Inviting. He said I could sit on his couch and I took a seat. He poured a couple small glasses of whiskey and handed me one. I must have looked with suspicion. He chuckled "No way, man. This would be an entirely concentual deal. No funny business." I took a sip. It seemed okay, and was damned good whiskey. We chatted some more, and then science awkwardly took over the room. "This is the most difficult part. The part to take a step forward. The step you've been waiting for to start the path you've been dreaming of. I've found this to be a good starting point. He stood up from his chair, came over to me, and took my glass and set it on the end table. He then put his hand out a gesture to take it. I did, and he pulled me up. He looked at me, his amazing green eyes into mine, and said "This is okay. This is good. Okay?" I nodded. He placed his arms around me and pulled me into a kiss.
At first, my lips reacted by tightening and basically locking closed. But he kept kissing me gently. His lips where so soft, and he eventually started to slowly place the very end of his tongue against my clenched lips. But at that moment, I realized I was hard as a goddamn rock. I don't think my dick had been that hard in years. Once I felt that, all of my guard dropped. My body loosened, my arms slowly embraced him, and my lips open along with his. It was no surprise to me that he was an amazing kisser. We pressed against each other as our kissing became more passionate. I know I let out the tiniest little cries. I couldn't help it. I was standing here, deeply kissing another man, with a raging boner, unable to quite believe it was happening. The kissing was so intense. Our lips pressing, our tongues playing with the other. Our hands were all over each other. He reached down and grabbed my dick. He pulled back from our kissing "I knew you were ready." He said with a smile before pulling me back in. We then frantically started to undressed. Trying to strip and somehow keep up our manic makeout session going. Finally there we were, naked. I could feel his cock against me. What a fucking feeling! I broke our kiss and looked down. "Touch it."
Aside from porn, I had only seen other dicks in situations like locker rooms. But here was my first that was right there. Right in front of me. As Kevin said, I reached down a slowly grabbed it. It was longer than mine, so we'll say "over average", but not ridiculous either. It was a really nice cock with a big beautiful head on it. Having another man's dick in my hand was surreal. I ran my hand up and down it. Running my fingertips along his vein up to that head. He smiled, took my hand down his dick, and cupped it around his balls. While his dick was slightly more than anticipated, his balls were huge. Just this huge wonderful sack. He let me play a little more. "Go ahead and take a seat. I sat down on his couch again. He kneeled in front of me and spread my legs. "I think you'll like this".
He took my dick in one hand and lifted it so he could begin kissing it along the bottom, up my vein. He then ran his tongue back down the same way, but then stopping to lick and suck my balls. He ran his tongue up my taint, and I almost lost it. He moved back up to my head and began flicking it with his tongue. He then started to stick it into my dick hole. Something completely new, and I had to try to hold him from going further for fear I'd blow it right then and there. He stopped, looked and said "well, if that's getting you close, let's do this." He got up and straddled me on the couch. We began making out again. Both of our cocks jabbing each other until I realized he had taken mine and tucked behind him. Slowly moving up and down, he had my cock between his ass cheeks. It was amazing. As we kept kissing, and he kept moving, he slowed down, and his hand moved again. He raised himself up, and gave me this smirk on his face as we both panted, covered in sweat. He lowered back down, and I felt it.
He put my dick in his ass, and was slowly moving his hips. He pulled in for another kiss and then I felt it. He sat and took all of me. He started gyrating hips hips, lifting himself up to take my hands and hold them by both sides of my head. "You're fucking a man. Right now, your cock is balls deep in me, and...." he looked over at my left hand and used a finger to rub my wedding ring. He smiled. I looked dumbfounded for a moment and then smiled. I pulled my hands from his and grabbed his hips. I started pulling him down on my cock, thrusting. A man's whole was like a completely differently experience than a pussy. It felt tighter. Inside it was warmer, and felt more inviting. Kevin wasn't tense at all, I could tell. He was just grunting and moaning, and looking at me as I was looking at me fucking him. He began to raise himself higher, so I could see more of me go up his ass. Each time, I'd pull him right back down. I couldn't get enough! But I could feel it. "I'm going to, but are you going to cum?" He asked, I nodded and grunted a yes. "In or out?" I never let go of his hips. He grunted in acknowledgement and raced harder.
Finally, it was time. I felt my balls clench, my cock stand at the utmost of attention, and every muscle in my body stiffen. I released one of the biggest loads I can remember, and it was all in Kevin's ass. At the same time he took just a second or two to jerk off before a massive wad of cum shot out. It covered me in gobs and strands up my chest and my face. There was cum on my face! Before I could react, Kevin moved towards me, slightly pulling off my dick, letting my own cum leak out. He took his tongue up my chest, along my chin, and placed the scoop of cum in my mouth with another deep kiss. It actually tasted good. It was almost an instant addiction.
He slid himself completely off my cock. Cum running down it, dripping from his ass. He took my hand rubbed it against his asshole, now gaped by our fuck. He slid my ring finger up his as, slowly. He closed his eyes and looked, moaning. He pulled it out and showed me it covered in my own cup. He brought my hand slowly to my mouth. He smiled. "It looks like your right needs some cleaning". I stared into those green eyes and without hesitation began licking off my own cum, and sucking it off of my finger. I had just cleaned my wedding ring covered with my cum dripping from the asshole from a man I just fucked. I was stunned. And I was so fucking happy about it.
Kevin rolled off me and we just sat there for a bit. Hopped up on excitement, tired, sweaty, and covered in cum.
"Looks like you were one of the realizers" Kevin said, smiling but still staring ahead. "Looks like it" I said. Also in a tired tone.
As we finally got cleaned up, he gave me one more kiss. A lovers kiss. "Are we done?" he said.
I fiddled with my newly glistening ring in the car. No. We were not done. Not by a long shot.
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