Enticed Pt. 15.2 - Two Great Tastes

 This is part 15.2 of my adventures in the early 90s with a gay man about 15 years older than me who saw me as a near-reincarnation of his first boyfriend. Check my post history for earlier installments of the story of an older man’s toy.

Previously, Alpha had spent an intense, sex-filled Sunday afternoon with his new, young, black lover. It seems his new friend couldn’t get enough.

The following Friday I got home about 3 p.m. and began cleaning the Lodge so Blaise and I could enjoy another Saturday afternoon with only one house to clean. Within an hour, I was nearly done and saw a blue Nissan pull into the driveway.

My heart practically skipped a beat when I saw Ezekiel get out and head to the door.

“What are you doing here?” I asked opening the door before he was halfway there.

“I came straight from school,” he said. “I couldn’t wait to see you again. Is this a bad time?”

“Hell, no! Get in here!” I stood aside to let him in the door.

I wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him close. He turned and kissed me.

“Wow!” I exclaimed. “It’s good to see you, too!”

I took his jacket and offered him a drink. We sat on the couch half-turned facing each other while he drank a beer. We talked briefly about how our weeks had been. He finished his beer pretty quickly.

“Do you want another?” I asked.

“In a minute,” he said. “I just wanted to see you again. I don’t know what came over me.

“I was headed home after school and just drove past my apartment. It’s like my car just knew where I wanted to be.”

“Well, if you live so close, where do you live?” I asked. “I mean, there are only so many apartment complexes -- .”

“I have a townhouse on Cypress,” he said and my eyes went wide.

“That’s where I lived before I moved out here,” I said, excitedly. “3C!”

“2B!” Ezekiel announced. “I thought that Jeep looked familiar. I must have seen you drive through the parking lot a hundred times.”

“We could’ve just walked 50 yards to get together,” I said.

“Do you want to go get something to eat?” I asked. “Or, we can wait a while if it’s too early.”

“Yeah, we can go ahead and get something,” he said.

“Do you want to go out or have a pizza delivered?”

“Pizza sounds good,” Ezekiel said. “But, I’ll do whatever.”

“I’ll make the call,” I said, heading for the phone. “I rented a couple movies. You want to pick one?”

When I came back to the couch a low-budget science fiction movie was just starting and Ezekiel had removed his tie.

“So, is there anything more exciting you want to do tonight?” I asked. “I mean, pizza and a movie is about it for this town. But, we could go to Gate City if you want.”

“No. I’m right where I want to be,” he admitted placing his hand on my thigh. “I’ve been thinking about you all week.

“Actually, do you mind if I go take a quick shower? I - uh want to make sure I’m good and clean. But, I don’t have anything to put on after.”

“I have something I want you to try on that would look amazing on you,” I said. “I’ll set it on the bed for you.”

Ten minutes later, Ezekiel entered the living room in my white lounge pants and t-shirt. Between the shiny white fabric and his dark skin, he was practically glowing.

“God! That’s hot!” I exclaimed. “It looks so much better on your chocolate skin than on my pale body!

“Looks like they fit OK.”

“Yeah,” he said, looking down at himself. “The fit is good. It’s very comfortable. Are you sure about this?”

“You look great! And, I don’t really like the white against my light skin,” I said. “I hardly ever wear that outfit for shows anymore.

“Besides, I have another one at Blaise’s house for when he wants to see me in it.”

“But, I think you’ll look better in gold,” I said, studying him. “I’ll see what I can do.”

“Gold? Really?”

“Absolutely! You’d be every bit an African prince in gold!”

After I paid the pizza delivery guy, I headed to the shower myself. I rejoined Ezekiel less than ten minutes later in my blue lounge pants. We ate quickly before settling into a cozy position on the couch close enough to caress and kiss as desired.

We watched the movie and talked for a while, our hands lightly stroking each other. He leaned down and kissed my bare shoulder. I turned to face him and we began making out like any teenage couple on a Friday night.

In minutes, we each had a hand in a pair of loose pants, fondling a growing cock of the opposite color. We stopped kissing only long enough for Ezekiel to pull his shirt off.

I immediately attacked his dark chest like a hungry animal and kissed my way down as I pushed him over to lay back on the couch. He pushed his fingers into my hair and I felt him begin pushing my head down faster than I was moving.

“A little eager, aren’t we?” I looked up at his face, covered with desire.

“I told you I thought about you all week,” he breathed.

I grabbed his silky white pants and freed his black sex, already raging hard and began a smooth, slow stroke while kissing my way over his tense abs. When I reached his dense curls I slid my tongue up his black rod until I could push the tip into his pink hole. He tensed even more when I wiggled it inside.

I dropped to the base of his shaft again, stuck my tongue out as far as I could and spread it wide to lick his entire width all the way up. Once there, I just closed my mouth over his flaring head and pushed back down until I felt him in my throat.

Then, I began slowly sliding up and down on his black meat, sucking as hard as I could. After a few strokes, I began pushing him deeper into my throat until there was no more to swallow. That’s when I started humming.

He literally screamed at the sensation. His back arched and he grabbed my hair with both hands. His legs were visibly quivering.

I continued to hum while I started a slow up-and-down stroke, my tongue constantly moving on his shaft and head.

When I felt his throbbing and shivering grow faster I began gliding up to the tip of his glans keeping my lips tight and then back down, squeezing him in a tight hard fuck from base to tip. I kept this up over and over, speeding up as I went.

In a minute, he was bucking violently against my face, fucking me harder than I was fucking him.

Somehow, I timed it just right and buried my nose in his wiry pubes, his cock far enough down my throat to create a visible bulge, less than a second before he exploded what felt like chunks of heavy, thick cum into my waiting throat.

Now, he was grunting loudly with each breath. It sounded like I was hurting him. But, his almost unending stream of cum proved it was just the opposite.

I continued giving him a swallowing motion to milk his constricted balls dry. A couple times he tried to push my head away. He was twitching and shivering all over, barely able to control himself. I wanted him in this ecstatic agony as long as I could keep him there.

Again, we both were breathing heavily. But, I still didn’t release his oozing dick until I was satisfied I had all he had to offer and it was completely limp. Still, I swirled his black noodle around in my mouth a few times. I found I loved the feel of even his limp cock in my mouth.

He continued running his fingers through my hair as he slowly regained control over his breathing. In a few minutes I released his spent dick and kissed my way back to his mouth crawling up his naked darkness.

When I made it to his neck I reached down and released my own cock from my pants. It already was leaking pre-cum.

I pushed its stiffness against my lover’s limp cock still wet with my saliva and the last of his semen. I used my own meat to stroke his, making sure our balls bobbled against each other. The feeling of his kinky hair against my smooth skin was a new sensation I hadn’t noticed in our previous encounters. It was intoxicating.

I settled into sucking on his bottom lip as I worked our mating cocks against each other. I could feel more of my pre-cum draining to mix with his cum.

He grabbed my ass and pulled me in tighter as I humped him.

“God! I love this,” Ezekiel moaned into my mouth. “It was the best feeling last week. Keep doing this! Do it forever!

“I love feeling your cock and balls against mine!”

Encouraged, I kept it up and kissed my way around to his earlobe. He twitched and I began sucking it.

“I wish I was still hard,” he said. “I want to cum again so bad!”

I immediately returned to his groin and began stroking and licking his wrinkled cock. I cupped and squeezed his hairy balls and pulled on his loose meat until I began to feel it come alive again.

I was a little surprised at how quickly he was responding after such a powerful orgasm. Even I don’t bounce back that quickly. But, in a minute or two, he was rock hard again and I crawled back up to return to his hot mouth as I held our stiff cocks together for a frottage of epic proportions.

“Yes!” he nearly screamed. “That’s it! Cock on cock! I’ve never felt this good before!”

I continued stroking him with my dick and letting our balls drag against each other until I could feel my own passion rising. It took a few minutes. But, we both had dribbled a bucket of pre-cum to lube us up. When I came a string of white goo shot up between us to land on his stomach. A minute later, shockingly, Ezekiel shot another load between our nude torsos.

I pulled my tongue out of his mouth long enough to move down and lick every drop from his beautiful body. I returned to his mouth to share some with him.

We kissed until both our cocks were limp and dry. When I rolled off him it was nearly 6 p.m. and we both had real appetites. We pulled our pants back on and finished the pizza and the movie.

We repeated our cock dance a bit later in the shower after Ezekiel admitted it was a new experience for him and his favorite part of our previous encounter. He loved, not only feeling our cocks rub against each other, but also our balls banging and our chests and abs rubbing.

“Your mouth does amazing things,” he said, “and your cock and cum taste wonderful. But, feeling our bodies and cocks against each other like that was the best thing I’ve ever felt.”

I had discovered it was called frottage, a French word for rubbing. And, I loved the feeling, as well, especially with him. In the back of my mind I already was wondering if there was a way to incorporate it into a show.

Maybe some things are better left private.