I gently stroked it me that I need to mix things up and escape my friend circle. At the time, I agreed, but have not taken action. Saturday night, that changed. I was wrapping up having dinner with some of my co-workers and we were going to head to one of the same bars that we usually end up at.
We left the restaurant and I literally ran in to Leslie and her boyfriend Clint. She was one of the first people I met when I moved here and started working. She leased the chair next to me and we hung out while I was there, and would randomly meet up from time to time. Leslie is a little older than me, but always has some young stud on her arm. Her mantra is “If it ain’t broke, don’t fuck with it” and she is doing just fine.
I told my friends that I would catch with them and Leslie and I began to chat and catch up. One thing led to another and we ended up at a bar at the end of the street with her boyfriend. I had only been to that bar once before. It had an older vibe and more “locals” crowd than the ones I usually go to.
I was having a great time catching up and bullshitting and we were joined by Brice. He’s a buddy of Clint and the four of us kept drinking and shooting the shit. Brice is a few inches taller and a few years older than me and is built like a brick shithouse. He works in construction and had a rugged weathered look to him. Brice and Clint are neighbors and live “not far” from the bar. We eventually left the bar and headed over Brice’s place to continue drinking and partake in a little smoke.
After smoking on his deck, we headed back inside and I found myself settled in next to him on the couch. We had a few more beers and watched as Leslie and Clint were getting overly amorous to where they finally called it a night and left. My window to leave was closing and I was in no hurry.
Brice and I went outside and had a little more to smoke then came back in and I broke the ice and started asking about what he did to the place. He took me for a tour of the first floor explaining everything that he had done. It was like the teacher from the Peanuts “whah whah whah” and I just nodded and smiled. He asked if I wanted to continue the tour and I nodded and we went upstairs. First stop was his guestroom/office, and then on to main bedroom. He had totally redone the bathroom and build all of his furniture, including the platform bed. As much as I loved seeing what he made and him explaining it, my mind had moved on to other things.
He kept explaining as I walked over to his curtain and closed it. He paused, then apologized for being high and talking too much. I came back to him and got between him and his bed. He open his mouth to speak and I put my finger to his lips and shushed him. I watched as he briefly kissed and sucked it, then I pulled it out and we kissed. His hands started at my hips then went to my back. His kiss was passionate and good and found myself getting lost in it. He wasn’t handsy. Our heads separated and there was a pause.
I put my hands on his chest, then started to unbutton his shirt as he watched. His chest was formed and his abs were incredible for a guy that doesn’t go to the gym. I gave him a quick kiss and then started on his pants and asked “Is this why you have a platform bed?” and I lowered and took a seat on it in front of him. I looked up at him before I undid his belt and shorts and watched them drop. I then tugged at his boxers and his cock sprung out and upward. It was like a beer can, averagish in length, but much thicker.
I gently stroked it and looked up at him grinning before I lowered my head to his tip and took him in my mouth. I loved the way his girth filled my mouth and I took him deeper with every stroke. My mind raced with thoughts of taking it easy because of his gentleman hesitation. I slowly worked him in and out of my mouth with some intermittent tongue work. My pace picked up a bit and he put his hand on the back of my head. I waited for him to cum, but he didn’t and I slowed back down and separated from his cock and rose up in front of him.
He kissed my plump lips and stepped out of his shorts and boxers. He asked if I enjoyed sucking his cock and I nodded then told him that I didn’t want him to cum. He grinned and told me that it takes a lot of oral to make him cum and I smiled and told him “challenge accepted for a later time”. He laughed and kissed me again. His hand slid under my top and tank and he pushed upwards. I raised my arms and the tops were quickly disguarded. His hands immediately gravitated to my breasts and I watched as he pinched and tugged my nipples which garnered a little moan.
He asked if I liked him being a little rough and I nodded before we kissed. His head lowered to my breasts and sucked and nibbled at them before tugging on them with his teeth. His hands undid my jeans before he spun me around. He kissed my neck and his hand slid into my pants and he grabbed my wet pussy. I let out a moan and leaned back into him. His free hand grabbed and tugged at my breasts. He pushed his finger inside me and flickered it and I let out a louder moan. His hand pulled hard at my nipple then moved up to my neck as his finger zeroed in on my clit. I was so worked up that we went from zero to this so fast, I could feel an orgasm building inside of my gut. I pulled at my breast and came on his hand. My knees weakened and my body-weight shifted and his finger plunged back inside of me.
He pulled his hand out of my pants and spun me to the bed. I fell back and he grabbed my jeans and pulled them off and then slid his hands slid up the outside of my thighs and he tugged at my panties and tossed them aside before climbing on top of me. We kissed and I was giddy with anticipation of him being inside me. He rose on his arms drew his hips back as his tip found my slit. He slowly worked himself inside me. I could feel my pussy stretch with every thrust. When he was finally completely inside me, he stopped and leaned in for a kiss while my hips grinded for more.
Our head separated and his hips drew back and plunged hard and deep inside of me. My judgement of “averagish” could not have been so wrong…in a good way. I gasped and let out a moan as I arched my back. He built himself up to a rhythm and continued to feed my pussy his cock. He was steady, deep and threw in an extra thrust. The extra thrust threw me over the edge and I gripped his muscular back and let out an orgasmic moan. He continued and his pace picked up. Brice was relentless and was machine like and I was lost is a sexual haze. I muttered a few “oh my gods” before snapping out of it.
My hands slid to his hips and I squeezed his ass cheeks and he plunged in and out of me. I told him to fuck me harder with his beautiful cock and then told to fuck me deeper. His pace slowed and I tried to hold him inside of me. I told him that I loved his cock and wanted him to cum and even threw in a couple of “oh baby’s”. His pace increased and I told him to keep fucking me hard and deep and then it happened. The man’s kryptonite is dirty talk and he pulled out. My body went limp as he stoked his cock a few times before the first shot landed short of my chin and then the proceeding shots hit my breasts and pulled on my stomach.
I pulled him on top of me and we kissed. His cum pressed between our bodies and neither of us cared as we rolled and continued to kiss before separating. I watched him get up and make his way to the bathroom. The shower started and his head appeared around the corner and his finger waved me in to join him.
*** To Be Continued ***
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