Hot Lunch story part2
by Porn Review Blogthe other hand, was what they call ripped. He wasn’t muscle-bound, but
he had a nice set of pecs and a flat stomach. I also noticed that he
had what appeared to be a nice-sized dick in his jeans.
I walked out into the back yard with two tall glasses of ice water and
offered Greg one. I was gratified to catch him looking me up and down,
and I thought to myself, “Maybe this is going to happen.” But I was
having trouble finding the right opening, when he beat me to the
punch. “I noticed the Deadhead sticker on your window; I take it
you’re a fan,” he said in a pleasant voice. We started talking about
classic Grateful Dead shows that we’d seen in our younger days, and
how much we missed them since Garcia’s death several years before.
While he worked on the tank, we talked about tape collections,
downloading MP3 files onto our computers, and so on.
Finally, I took the plunge. “If you’ve got some time after you get
through, I’ve got a new Dick’s Picks CD I haven’t had a chance to play
yet,” I said. “Maybe we can give it a listen.” He said he’d see what
his schedule looked like and let me know when he was done. My stomach
was in knots as I waited for Greg to finish. I was already picturing
this man naked, the first time I’d ever done that with a man.
At last, he was finished sucking out the tank and had replaced the top
then spread the dirt back onto the tank. He came in the back door and
I started to get hard. He was covered with a slick sheen of sweat that
just enhanced the sexiness of the scene. I gave him another cold
drink, made out the check, then went into the den to put on the CD I’d
mentioned. “I told the office I was taking off an hour or so for
lunch,” he said in a somewhat husky voice. “And my next appointment
isn’t until 2:30.” I did some quick figuring and realized that we had
almost two hours to kill.
Greg stood by the CD rack, looking over my collection, as I walked up
behind him and stood real close. I hoped I wasn’t being too obvious,
but at that point, I really didn’t care. The sexual tension in the
room was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Sure enough, Greg put a CD away, turned toward me and gave me a
piercing gaze with his deep blue eyes. “I don’t think you invited me
in here just to listen to music,” he whispered, as he ran a hand down
the front of my shorts to squeeze my swelling cock. I just shook my
head as he pulled my face to his and we kissed, long and deep. I had
kissed a man once before, many years ago, but this was different. His
tongue was a lot longer and stronger than any I’d tasted as it circled
the inside of my mouth. My cock was standing up straight as we
embraced, and I could feel his cock straining his jeans.
When we broke the embrace, he asked me if I’d ever been with a man
before. I said that I had had a couple of experiences many years ago,
but that they had been somewhat unsatisfying, although the blowjob I
got from a young Creole man one time at a quarter movie arcade in New
Orleans was pretty good. “Let me show you how a man takes care of
another man,” Greg said as he pulled my shorts down to free my
rock-hard cock. There was already a generous amount of pre-cum fluid
pooling out the end of my dick and he used that to lubricate my shaft
as he slowly started to jack me off.
I closed my eyes and groaned as he softly stroked my dick while he
pulled my shirt off. When I was naked, he stepped back and looked me
over and nodded in apparent approval. I did what any good host would
do; I stepped up to him, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them and his
briefs down to his knees. I eagerly took his hard cock in my hand and
did to him what he’d done to me, lightly stroking his cock. A word
here about cock size; I’m about 8 inches long and fairly fat when
fully hard, while Greg’s was about the same length, but a little more
slender. We quickly began to jack each other off slowly as we kissed
again, this time more leisurely.
After a few minutes, I had to back away or I was going to cum, and I
wasn’t ready for that just yet. Greg sat down on the sofa, pulled his
…End of the part2. To be continued..