An idea came to me which I thought would help Mitch gain some confidence, so I started asking him if he had experienced certain things. If so, we talked about whether or not we liked it, and then took turns pleasuring each other. There turned out to be very few things we didn’t like, and Mitch’s confidence level was rising. When I asked about rimming, he admitted never giving or receiving, but was curious to try. I asked him to turn over onto his stomach and then get up on his knees – ass up and head on the bed. I stroked his inner thighs, crack, balls and taint until he got used to the attention. The creamy globes of his ass were smooth and soft, with just a few stray hairs around his pale brown pucker. I leaned in to lick a broad stripe across his hole and up his crack, eliciting a surprised grunt out of him. I returned to his rosebud, licking and kissing with abandon until he was shaking with need. “Do you want to cum, babe?” “Yes,” he gasped, “please Karl.”
I grabbed the lube and squirted a little into my hand, then reached around to spread it over his weeping cock. He flinched at the contact, and I didn’t think he would last long at this rate. I returned to lapping at his twitching hole while I stroked his dick with a firm hand. In seconds, Mitch’s body contracted with a powerful orgasm, causing him to shout my name as I pumped him dry. I gently laid him on his back, away from now-wet sheets, and licked at the cum on my fingers. He watched, eyes wide, and then brought my hand to his mouth for his own taste. I gathered up the last of it, placing it on the end of my tongue, and kissed him deeply. Our tongues flickered back and forth, enjoying the sweet-salty taste of Mitch’s spunk. Mine, I knew, was more bitter, but Mitch was delicious, and I wanted more.
I lay down next to him, and Mitch put his head on my chest, his hand playing with my cock and balls. “That was incredible, Karl. Thank you. I didn’t realize it was so sensitive back there. If its all right, I want to do the same to you.” He looked up to see my reaction, and I just smiled and smoothed the hair off his forehead. “I would enjoy it very much, Mitch. I’ll have to warn you, though, I’m really hairy back there, so you may get some in your mouth. My cum isn’t as sweet as yours is either, but you can decide if you want to try it or not.” After another minute for Mitch to cool down I assumed the same position and he moved in behind me.
I lubed up my cock before we got going so Mitch could focus on my back door. He began with gentle stroking and kisses down my crack, and then gave me the first tentative swipe with his tongue. It felt good, as I knew it would, and soon enough he was licking me like his favorite ice cream cone. One hand was busy fondling my balls, and soon the other reached around to grasp my aching dick. His strokes were too light, so I asked him to tighten his grip . Once he did, I was a goner, and moaned loudly through a powerful climax.
When the shuddering stopped, Mitch reached over and grabbed one of the bath towels to spread over the sticky patch, and we lay down side by side again. Just as I had done, he licked some cum off of his hand to taste it. He frowned a little, and then offered me some. As I thought, it was more bitter than his, but still not awful tasting. He wiped his hand on the edge of the towel, and then climbed back on top of me for some post-orgasmic kissing. I really liked it when he did this, his smooth skin against my hairy body creating an enjoyable friction as we moved. I lowered my hands to fondle his butt cheeks and stroke his soft back. When the kiss ended, Mitch put his face in the crook of my neck, licking and nibbling until my cock twitched back to life. I could tell he was starting to stiffen again too, and just as I was going to suggest we take a breather, I heard the dogs whining at the office door.
I gave him one more kiss, and then we got up, put our pants on, and let them out to pee. Blaze still seemed a little subdued, but they both took care of business and came right back in. They both sniffed us vigorously, probably wondering why we smelled like each other. I gave them each a treat, and then they followed us into the bedroom. I sent them to lie on their rug while Mitch and I stripped and reset the bed. Before we finished, our stomachs started a dueling banjo thing, and it was only then we realized how hungry we were. In all the excitement, we hadn’t had a chance to eat our dinner, which was still in the bag. Fortunately, Mitch put it in the fridge while I was dealing with Blaze, so we unpacked it and warmed everything up. As soon as the microwave dinged, Nike trotted into the kitchen looking for another handout. I made him return to the bedroom and closed the door so Mitch and I could eat in peace.
He poured something for us to drink while I made up our plates with garlic chicken, fried rice, and egg rolls. When I raised an eyebrow, he set my drink down in front of me with a twinkle in his eye. “Supposedly, fruit juice makes your cum taste sweeter. I expect to be tasting you on a frequent basis, so it’s the least you can do.” The smoldering look he was giving me made my dick stand up and take notice. “Yes, Sir, I’ll start working on it right away.” We laughed and enjoyed small talk while we ate. He asked me about the seminar and I questioned him about how things were going at work. When he told me what Grace did, my jaw hit the floor. “She what?! Seriously? The woman dumped manure all over his office and then walked out?” I cracked up, in awe she had the nerve to actually do it. We laughed together over the absurdity of the whole thing, and then reality set in.
Mitch noticed my sudden change of expression. “Sorry, babe, but now I’m concerned he’s going to find a way to blame you for it somehow. Even if he doesn’t, you’re going to be even more shorthanded than you were before. Wouldn’t it be better to resign before he makes up some excuse to fire you?” He nodded in agreement. “It would, but I don’t even have a current resume, and the thought of job hunting is so depressing I have been putting it off. I would be very surprised if he doesn’t fire me when I go back in on Tuesday, whether he has a good reason or not. What he doesn’t realize is if I go, the rest of the staff will leave too. Would you be willing to help me get started on a new resume this week?” I leaned over the table to steal a kiss. “Of course. I’ll do anything I can to help you find a new job. Who knows, you may end up with something much better than you ever imagined.” Though it was too early to spill the beans, I realized I needed to talk to Suzanne and put our plans into motion before Mitch found himself in the unemployment line. Well, I couldn’t do anything about it right this minute, so I decided to focus on my handsome overnight guest instead.
We cleaned up the kitchen, took another shower together, and redressed in something comfortable. We settled on the couch to watch a little TV, and after several minutes, the dogs came wandering in to join us. Blaze, in an obvious ploy for attention, shoved Nike out of the way so she could get as close to Mitch as possible. He scratched at her ears with his free hand and used the other to pull me down into a kiss. While he nibbled on my lower lip, I began flicking my fingernail across his nipple, causing him to arch up off the couch. He was hard again, as was I, but we stayed put for a while, kissing and stroking each other freely. It felt so right to be here with him this way, and I suddenly wished we could be together all the time. I didn’t dare share the thought with him yet, but I hoped he felt the same way.
After a few minutes of making out, Mitch declared it was time to go to bed. When I replied it was a little bit early to go to sleep, he just grabbed my hand, pulling me up off the couch. “Who said anything about sleeping? I’m going to let the dogs out one more time, and I want you naked on the bed when I come back in.” Startled by his confident demands, I smiled and walked into the bedroom to undress and brush my teeth. I decided to lie face down on top of the sheets with my legs apart, curious what Mitch was going to do. Seconds later, the dogs trotted in and lay down on their rug by the closet. Mitch closed the door, turned off the lights except for the bedside lamp, and then went into the bathroom. After he brushed his teeth, I could hear him removing his clothes. He knelt on the bed and asked me to lift up so he could place a clean dry towel under my body, and then with a gentle hand, pressed me back down again.
In this position, there were several things I could imagine him doing, but I w
as surprised when I heard a snick from the lube cap. He kneeled on the bed close to me, and I felt the cool liquid being drizzled down my crack and over my hole. His smooth fingers rubbed it in and then he slicked up his cock before closing the cap again. I wasn’t opposed to the idea, but if he intended to enter me, this was not the time. As far as I knew, he wasn’t wearing a condom and I hadn’t prepared myself. “Mitch, I don’t think we better…” He stopped me with a hand flat against my back. “Don’t worry, babe, I’m not going to do that tonight. Just relax, OK?” Curious, I got comfortable again and waited.
Mitch straddled my legs and eased down until his hard prick made itself at home in my crack. With a slow pumping motion, he began to saw back and forth through the crevice and across my sensitive pucker. Soon I was breathing as hard as he was, the silky friction driving me crazy, though not enough to bring me to orgasm. As his speed increased, I lifted my ass off the bed to give him a better angle at my hole. He slowed briefly, and then with a “Yes, Karl!” began to hump me with gusto. After a bit, I called out, “Push in between my legs, Mitch.” I pulled them together as tightly as I could, and felt his cock slide past my hole and over my taint, poking against the back of my nut sack. He liked this, and so did I, as the intensity of his strokes increased. His breathing was erratic, and I knew he was close to orgasm, but he made no move to get me off at the same time. Suddenly he grabbed my hips firmly and pounded away until I felt the warm splashes of his cum against the back of my balls, accompanied by moans of satisfaction.
When he finally stopped, I grabbed my dick and began pumping, but he batted my hand away and made me turn over on my back. Immediately, he wrapped his hand around the base of my cock and took me halfway down his throat. I was shocked, but the previous stimulation and the sight of him sucking my manhood was enough to finally push me over the edge. The first couple of spurts went into the back of Mitch’s throat before he pulled back and finished me off with his hand. My body was wracked with muscle contractions which had me jumping and jerking like a marionette, while the rest of my spunk dribbled out onto my stomach. His hand stopped pumping just as the contact was getting too intense, and I collapsed onto the bed, breathing deeply. When I opened one eye to see what Mitch was doing, I found him watching me with huge smile on his face. “Did you like it, Karl?”
I reached up to pull him down with me. “Wow, babe, I haven’t had such a powerful orgasm in a very long time. I didn’t even know I still could! I loved every minute of it. Was that one of your fantasies?” He looked away and blushed. “Yes. I actually dreamed about it, but hadn’t planned on trying it until I saw you laying there on the bed. I have to admit I was more concerned about getting myself off, but I’m glad it worked out the way it did. I don’t want to be selfish.” I hugged him tighter, “Don’t worry, Mitch. We won’t always get the same amount of pleasure every time we make love. Sometimes it’s enough knowing your partner has enjoyed it, even if it wasn’t anything special for you. I can’t wait to find out what some of your other fantasies are. Just keep in mind I’m not as young as I used to be.”
We laughed and snuggled for a few more minutes before we jumped back into the shower for the third time tonight. My water bill was going to go up, but I didn’t care. Now it really was time to get some sleep, and Mitch was dismayed when he discovered I slept in the nude. “How do you expect me to get any sleep with your naked body pressed up against me all night?” He was only half serious, so I compromised and put on a pair of boxers, which, he admitted, was a marginal improvement. I had been anticipating this moment for days, as I crawled into bed and spooned him from behind. He was warm and soft and sweet smelling, melting into me without hesitation. I reached my arm around to pull him in closer, and then tucked my fingers under his ribs to keep my hand in place. I kissed his shoulder, wishing him a good night, and before long we were both asleep.
CHAPTER NINE – MITCH
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MMMMMM….THIS WAS A GREAT DREAM. I was sleeping in a strange bed, when a dark handsome man pulled the covers back and began to stroke me from neck to groin, peppering my chest and stomach with kisses. Soon, I felt his fingers grip the waistband of my lounge pants and underwear, pulling them down and off my legs, only to engulf my hard shaft in his warm wet mouth. My back arched in pleasure, and I gripped the curly haired man’s head as it rose up and down on my cock. His large fingers were alternately playing with my balls and fingering my back door, making me shudder with pleasure. I started to breathe faster, enjoying the sensation as the pressure built towards climax. The sound of a dog barking startled me, and I opened my eyes and looked down. Great Caesar’s ghost, it wasn’t a dream at all! Karl was between my legs doing wonderful things with his mouth and tongue, when he suddenly reached up to play with my nipples. It was too much, and I felt the orgasm lift me higher and higher until my release squirted inside his wonderful mouth. He kept sucking gently until there was nothing left to give and I felt him release me.
“Please tell me someone invented a new type of alarm clock, cause I could wake up this way every morning.” Karl chuckled and scooted up the bed to kiss me. He tasted like cum and breath mints, and I let my hands wander over his muscular back and ass. “Good morning, Mitch. I was wondering how far I could get before you woke up. Were you having a nice dream?” His blue eyes were twinkling with mischief as he gazed down at me. “I certainly was, you naughty man. I didn’t want to wake up.” We exchanged unhurried kisses for a while, until I noticed Karl’s hard dick pressing against my leg.
I broke off the kiss and scooted up against the headboard, moving the pillow to cushion my back. “Come sit here, babe. I want to take care of you.” At the last minute, I grabbed Karl’s pillow and sat on it, lifting me just enough to be roughly even with him. He settled with his broad back against my chest, sitting between my splayed legs. The bottle of lube was still on the nightstand, so I poured some on Karl’s member and started to stroke him. Meanwhile, I began to lick and suck on his ear and neck, getting a close up look at the heavy concentration of freckles across his skin. The beard growth on his neck and cheek rasped against my skin in a pleasantly rough way, and Karl turned his head to give me more access.
His hands began to tighten where they rested on my lower legs, telling me he was getting close. I increased the pressure on his cock, stroking faster and faster, whispering in his ear “Cum for me, Karl.” He did, shooting several thick ropes which painted his abs and soaked into the dark hair swirling across his skin. He stayed where he was for a while, playing with the fine hairs on my legs as I traced his facial features with my fingers. Love for this man swelled up in my heart and threatened to overwhelm me. It was way too soon to say it, but I never felt this way about anyone before, and I wasn’t sure how long I could hide my true feelings. Perhaps he felt the same way, but if not, I didn’t want to do anything which might scare him away. Patience, Mitch, patience!
With no set schedule, we took turns in the bathroom and eventually met up in the kitchen. Karl wrapped me in a hug, kissing the top of my head. “I don’t feel like cooking this morning, babe. Why don’t we go out? There’s a great diner on 3rd street which has some healthy breakfast options. It will be my treat.” It sounded like a good idea to me, so we put the dogs out and headed towards downtown. Ever the gentleman, Karl came around and opened the car door for me. We hadn’t really been out in public as a couple, so this was new for us. I opened the diner door for him, and we grabbed a corner table away from the entrance. It was a nice place, and since it was Monday, wasn’t very crowded. We both found something tasty to order, and enjoyed a quiet conversation while we ate. Karl wanted to know what was planned for the rest of the day.
“Well, the guys I hired are coming over about 1:00 to help me with the new flower beds. The trees I ordered from the Garden Mart are also going to arrive sometime today, so I will need to be there to show them where they go. I have to work tomorrow, I think, so at some point I will need to go home tonight and make sure I hav
e clean work clothes and check the mail.” Karl was looking sad for some reason, and I asked him what was wrong. “Please stay with me, babe. I don’t want to spend any more nights alone. Say yes.” I could see the raw emotion in those beautiful blue eyes, and it wasn’t difficult at all to agree. I got a huge smile out of him, and he was still grinning as we left the diner and got in the car. As soon as he shut the driver’s door, he leaned across and pulled me into a blistering kiss, claiming my mouth aggressively until I was weak and trembling. I never pictured myself as the fainting damsel type, but Karl could make me lightheaded in no time flat.
I moaned when he pulled away, but he the wink he gave me promised there was more to come. As we drove, I noticed we were heading for my apartment, rather than his house. He spoke before I could ask the question. “We might as well take care of things now, while we are out and about. You’re probably going to be awfully tired later this evening, and not feel like going anywhere.” I was sure he was right, so Karl waited for me in the car while I collected some clothing and checked my mailbox. There was nothing rotting in the fridge or trash to take out, though I did stop to water the plants and adjust the blinds to let in some sunlight. Karl opened the door so I could lay the clothes on the back seat, and we drove the rest of the way to his house. I already caught myself thinking of it as home, and I was pretty sure Karl would be all right with the idea.
Once I got my things inside, I changed into my work clothes and started carrying supplies out from the garage. Moments later, Karl came out the front door with the dogs, ready to give them their morning walk, even if it was a lot later than usual. He gave me a quick kiss, and then strolled down the street with a smile on his face. It made me feel good to know I put it there. I needed to finish the smaller flower bed, and went over to collect the plants which belonged there. It was easier digging this time, since the ground had already been turned and was soft from yesterday’s rain. The air was cool today, but it didn’t take long to work up a sweat, and I was so focused on what I was doing it startled me when Blaze rubbed up against my leg. I looked up to find Karl and Suzanne Bennet grinning at me. “Suzanne! What a nice surprise. Don’t tell me he let the dogs do their business on your lawn again. I just can’t let him go anywhere alone!” They laughed at my silly joke and Karl leaned over to kiss me. “The yard is really starting to look good, babe. Why don’t you and Suzanne chat while I get some chores done?”
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