3rd Time Anal Part 1
“Ring, Ring – Ring, Ring”
“Hello Michael speaking.”
“Hi Michael, know who this is?”
“Ah, no, not really.”
“It’s Russell.”
“Russell? Well fuck me dead.”
“Love to.”
“So you haven’t changed at all then?”
“No not really, just a lot older and not much wiser. (s****er).”
“How long has it been?” I said.
“About 20 years give or take. Time flies doesn’t it?”
“So where are you?”
“I’m in Adelaide for a conference again.”
“We must catch up, are you available?”
“Well the conference starts tomorrow so I have all today off.”
“Do you want to come over to my place, wife is at work, so we could catch up on all that’s happened and talk about old times.”
“Sounds good.” He said.
“Do you want me to pick you up or will you get an Uber?”
“Quicker if I get an Uber. So I’ll see you in about half an hour then.”
“Great, look forward to seeing you again.”
I hit ‘Off’ and stood there trembling. It had been so long since we last met and had fun together and it sounds like he hasn’t changed on that front. I was literally shaking with anticipation. Nothing much had changed in my life and probably a day has not gone by that I hadn’t thought about our last get together. Especially when I needed to get off while masturbating, something I did a lot since my sex life with the wife was now non existent.
Shit, half an hour. I went to the bathroom and quickly had a douche. Hopped in the shower and did a fast shave trim. Not my face, the more important bits. Love to be as smooth as possible all the time. After washing and drying I now had to work out what to wear. Well sexy satin black panties were a given, if he never saw them then nothing was going to happen and he wouldn’t know I was wearing them. If he did see them, that was fine as he loved the last time I wore panties. But what on top? I choose a black silky T and pair of shiny, satiny swimmer/shorts, the ones that tie but have elastic which is the main stay for keeping them up. As it was summer, those were quite comfortable for the heat.
The doorbell rang. Even though I was expecting it, I was still shocked and I trembled, I got goose bumps and my legs went weak. I opened the door and there was Russ, a little older, still had a full head of hair (unlike me), and a little extra around the tummy. He always had a bit but it had grown a little more over the years. Not fat mind you.
“Welcome, come in.”
As he entered we shook hands and he enveloped me in a tight hug. Our bodies close, almost as one and I could tell he was glad to see me. I could feel his rock hard beautiful 7 inch cock pressed against mine. At the time I was semi but if we kept up the hug it was bound to become full mast.
We entered the lounge room and I asked if he would like a drink. Chivas of course and he followed me to the kitchen as I prepared out drinks. We chatted about stuff, past and present and returned to the lounge both sitting on the sofa.
As we drank and talked he kept placing his hand on my naked knee, which is pretty normal and not in a sexual way. That is until his hand landed on my smooth thigh and stayed there. Now my skin is very sensitive to touch which is heightened by the fact that it is shaved. This definitely got my cock’s attention and I felt it start to rise. As we talked he started to caress my thigh lightly moving slowly further up until his fingers reached under the leg band. Never once missing any part of the conversation. He then moved his hand to the outside of my shorts and made the final trip to rest on my covered cock. By the time he reached it I was as hard as it was ever going to get.
“Has he missed me?” he said. That sounded familiar.
“You asked me that once before.” I remembered and all I could squeeze out was:
“Yes, he has.”
He then began caressing and stroking my cock through my shorts and I couldn’t help myself but reach over and place my hand on his trousered groin area on top of his magnificently rock hard perfection of a cock. There wasn’t much talking going on anymore, in fact silence except for the heavy breathing and slight whimpers of unbridled pleasure. Finally…
“Stand up.” He said.
I did, legs now terribly weak, and faced him. He rubbed my cock again then place his fingers inside the elastic on my shorts and dragged them down to the floor. I stepped out of them. His face was now inches away from my pantied cock which was now tenting out leaving a large gap between panties and stomach.
“Did you wear them for me, I love them, the suit you so much”
“Thought you might like them, I love them especially the feel. Glad you like.”
He put his fingers on the elastic waistband, grabbed it and moved it from side to side. The feeling of the material rubbing against my cock was indescribable. My cock twitched again and again and I am sure by now there was pre cum wetting the satin. He rubbed my cock through the material and then, thumbs in waistband pulled them down to my ankles. My cock sprang free and hit my stomach and I stepped out of them. Standing there naked from the T shirt down, I felt so vulnerable and so turned on. He ran his hands up and down the outside of my smooth legs. Up, calves, thighs ass cheeks, and down. Then the inside and when reaching the top, tickled my balls, up, down tickle mmm, I was trembling now at his touch. On the last pass up he took my balls in his hands stroked them and his fingered lightly trailed over them. They were contracting uncontrollably. Leaning forward he lifted them up and I could feel his warm breath on my perineum. I could now feel his tongue washing over that sensitive skin, my legs involuntarily parting to give better access. Warm, wet, soft, hot, the feeling was so beautiful I could hardly stand up and had to put my hands on his shoulders to keep balance. His tongue moved between my balls and down to just before my hole, back and forth, so good. Than he took one of my balls in his mouth, licking and sucking on it. So hot and wet. Then the other, alternating between the two. He held my cock up with 2 fingers and ran his tongue up and down the length of my shaft, both sides and the underneath, up and down from balls to head and then enveloped the head with his mouth. Swirling his tongue around the crown and licking pre cum from the slit. Then straight down until his lips touched where my pubes would have been. Russ could always take my whole cock without any trouble as it is only 6 inches, but it felt so good, my hot, hard saliva coated cock being totally worked on by his expert mouth. I could have taken that forever but Russ knew just when to stop as he didn’t want me to cum just yet.
“Take off your T shirt, turn around and bend over.”
I did as he instructed seeming to be totally under his control. Hands on my knees.
“Part your legs further.”
Standing with my hands on my knees legs wide apart, I could feel his hot breath again this time on my ass. He licked my cheeks, running his tongue all over them leaving a trail of wetness which cooled by the air made my ass cheeks shiver and get goose bumps. I then felt his hands part them, giving me a feeling of being totally exposed and extremely turned on. Russ’ tongue then travelled up and down the length of my crack, stopping each time at my hole to circle it. On a final pass it stayed there wetting it, circling it and then pressing on it. His pointed tongue pressed and pushed until my muscle finally gave way and accepted it inside. It felt so good and he tongue fucked me, I’m not sure how I remained standing. I could have taken that all night but Russ would never allow me to have too much of a good thing. He always knew when he had me just where he wanted me, under his total control.
“Hello Michael speaking.”
“Hi Michael, know who this is?”
“Ah, no, not really.”
“It’s Russell.”
“Russell? Well fuck me dead.”
“Love to.”
“So you haven’t changed at all then?”
“No not really, just a lot older and not much wiser. (s****er).”
“How long has it been?” I said.
“About 20 years give or take. Time flies doesn’t it?”
“So where are you?”
“I’m in Adelaide for a conference again.”
“We must catch up, are you available?”
“Well the conference starts tomorrow so I have all today off.”
“Do you want to come over to my place, wife is at work, so we could catch up on all that’s happened and talk about old times.”
“Sounds good.” He said.
“Do you want me to pick you up or will you get an Uber?”
“Quicker if I get an Uber. So I’ll see you in about half an hour then.”
“Great, look forward to seeing you again.”
I hit ‘Off’ and stood there trembling. It had been so long since we last met and had fun together and it sounds like he hasn’t changed on that front. I was literally shaking with anticipation. Nothing much had changed in my life and probably a day has not gone by that I hadn’t thought about our last get together. Especially when I needed to get off while masturbating, something I did a lot since my sex life with the wife was now non existent.
Shit, half an hour. I went to the bathroom and quickly had a douche. Hopped in the shower and did a fast shave trim. Not my face, the more important bits. Love to be as smooth as possible all the time. After washing and drying I now had to work out what to wear. Well sexy satin black panties were a given, if he never saw them then nothing was going to happen and he wouldn’t know I was wearing them. If he did see them, that was fine as he loved the last time I wore panties. But what on top? I choose a black silky T and pair of shiny, satiny swimmer/shorts, the ones that tie but have elastic which is the main stay for keeping them up. As it was summer, those were quite comfortable for the heat.
The doorbell rang. Even though I was expecting it, I was still shocked and I trembled, I got goose bumps and my legs went weak. I opened the door and there was Russ, a little older, still had a full head of hair (unlike me), and a little extra around the tummy. He always had a bit but it had grown a little more over the years. Not fat mind you.
“Welcome, come in.”
As he entered we shook hands and he enveloped me in a tight hug. Our bodies close, almost as one and I could tell he was glad to see me. I could feel his rock hard beautiful 7 inch cock pressed against mine. At the time I was semi but if we kept up the hug it was bound to become full mast.
We entered the lounge room and I asked if he would like a drink. Chivas of course and he followed me to the kitchen as I prepared out drinks. We chatted about stuff, past and present and returned to the lounge both sitting on the sofa.
As we drank and talked he kept placing his hand on my naked knee, which is pretty normal and not in a sexual way. That is until his hand landed on my smooth thigh and stayed there. Now my skin is very sensitive to touch which is heightened by the fact that it is shaved. This definitely got my cock’s attention and I felt it start to rise. As we talked he started to caress my thigh lightly moving slowly further up until his fingers reached under the leg band. Never once missing any part of the conversation. He then moved his hand to the outside of my shorts and made the final trip to rest on my covered cock. By the time he reached it I was as hard as it was ever going to get.
“Has he missed me?” he said. That sounded familiar.
“You asked me that once before.” I remembered and all I could squeeze out was:
“Yes, he has.”
He then began caressing and stroking my cock through my shorts and I couldn’t help myself but reach over and place my hand on his trousered groin area on top of his magnificently rock hard perfection of a cock. There wasn’t much talking going on anymore, in fact silence except for the heavy breathing and slight whimpers of unbridled pleasure. Finally…
“Stand up.” He said.
I did, legs now terribly weak, and faced him. He rubbed my cock again then place his fingers inside the elastic on my shorts and dragged them down to the floor. I stepped out of them. His face was now inches away from my pantied cock which was now tenting out leaving a large gap between panties and stomach.
“Did you wear them for me, I love them, the suit you so much”
“Thought you might like them, I love them especially the feel. Glad you like.”
He put his fingers on the elastic waistband, grabbed it and moved it from side to side. The feeling of the material rubbing against my cock was indescribable. My cock twitched again and again and I am sure by now there was pre cum wetting the satin. He rubbed my cock through the material and then, thumbs in waistband pulled them down to my ankles. My cock sprang free and hit my stomach and I stepped out of them. Standing there naked from the T shirt down, I felt so vulnerable and so turned on. He ran his hands up and down the outside of my smooth legs. Up, calves, thighs ass cheeks, and down. Then the inside and when reaching the top, tickled my balls, up, down tickle mmm, I was trembling now at his touch. On the last pass up he took my balls in his hands stroked them and his fingered lightly trailed over them. They were contracting uncontrollably. Leaning forward he lifted them up and I could feel his warm breath on my perineum. I could now feel his tongue washing over that sensitive skin, my legs involuntarily parting to give better access. Warm, wet, soft, hot, the feeling was so beautiful I could hardly stand up and had to put my hands on his shoulders to keep balance. His tongue moved between my balls and down to just before my hole, back and forth, so good. Than he took one of my balls in his mouth, licking and sucking on it. So hot and wet. Then the other, alternating between the two. He held my cock up with 2 fingers and ran his tongue up and down the length of my shaft, both sides and the underneath, up and down from balls to head and then enveloped the head with his mouth. Swirling his tongue around the crown and licking pre cum from the slit. Then straight down until his lips touched where my pubes would have been. Russ could always take my whole cock without any trouble as it is only 6 inches, but it felt so good, my hot, hard saliva coated cock being totally worked on by his expert mouth. I could have taken that forever but Russ knew just when to stop as he didn’t want me to cum just yet.
“Take off your T shirt, turn around and bend over.”
I did as he instructed seeming to be totally under his control. Hands on my knees.
“Part your legs further.”
Standing with my hands on my knees legs wide apart, I could feel his hot breath again this time on my ass. He licked my cheeks, running his tongue all over them leaving a trail of wetness which cooled by the air made my ass cheeks shiver and get goose bumps. I then felt his hands part them, giving me a feeling of being totally exposed and extremely turned on. Russ’ tongue then travelled up and down the length of my crack, stopping each time at my hole to circle it. On a final pass it stayed there wetting it, circling it and then pressing on it. His pointed tongue pressed and pushed until my muscle finally gave way and accepted it inside. It felt so good and he tongue fucked me, I’m not sure how I remained standing. I could have taken that all night but Russ would never allow me to have too much of a good thing. He always knew when he had me just where he wanted me, under his total control.
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