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An invitation

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 11 May 2003 1 comments
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by Bart 132 I�m a 28 year old, single, gay, male. I workout at a local gym that has a wide variety of men. I�m 6�2" 178 lbs. I�m lean and muscular. The story I want to tell about happened last week, although the man involved has been coming on to me for weeks. I am about half his age. I have never intentionally encouraged his interest, but he has been persistent. He has asked me often to come to his house and he would give me a relaxing back rub. I have always declined, but tried never to be hostile or snotty about it. After weeks of being asked, I started to think about going, just for the hell of it. I am proud of my body and am never one to be falsely modest about being naked in the locker room. If some guy wants to look at me, so be it. I like to look too. So, for a week I thought about accepting the invitation if it was given again. It turned me on to think this guy liked to see me naked and wanted me to jerk off for him, or something along those lines. If he wanted something else, I resolved I could always say no. I intended to be in control. The more I thought about the kinds of things he might want to watch me do, made me get a hard on more than once. Jeez, I decided I must be turning into an exhibitionist. On Monday, the guy was in the locker room and asked me if I didn�t want to come by his place. He teased, he sure would like to see more of me��although he�d seen me naked almost every time he came to the gym. I asked him what he wanted to show me, if I did stop by. He chuckled and said what he wanted was for me to show him what I did when I was at home alone�and he made a jerk off motion with his hand. I responded with a questioning sort of, "Ya, you do?" And he said he�d do something nice for me if I�d do that for him. I asked, "will you be home at 6:00?" and he said, "I will be, if you�ll come by". He gave me his address and name. I finished at the gym and drove to his place. I got there about 6:15. He opened the door as I walked up the sidewalk to his front door. All during the drive over, I kept thinking about what I could do to really give this guy a show. What would he want me to do. I wondered if he would want me to engage in sex with him. I resolved to decline. No reciprocation. It was an unnecessary concern. The guy never asked and he never even took his clothes off. I don�t think he even touched himself. What happened for me, however, was an incredible sexual experience. I have never felt so totally appreciated. So totally worshipped and so completely able to give someone exactly the pleasure they wanted. When I got inside, he thanked me for coming and immediately showed me to his living room. He had moved some of the furniture back and there was a stool in the middle of the floor. He acted like a director from the moment I walked through the door. He told me that what he wanted was to watch me take off my clothes and then masturbate as he told me what he wanted me to do. He asked if I would be comfortable doing that? I said I had been thinking about it all week, cause I thought that might be what he wanted. I said it made me really fucking horny. He asked if he could talk to me while I "performed". I said, sure. He described how he wanted me to take my clothes off�.and then said, "well lets just start there, and see what developes." He directed me to the stool and he turned up the lights and sat on the sofa a few feet away. "Ok, he told me, just take your clothes off, but put your boots back on when you get your pants off." My cock was hanging down my pant leg. I wore not underwear. It was full, but not hard. My balls were hot and dangling down. I was anxious to show him how big they were at this stage of my sexual excitement. I told him they were wanting to get out of their confinement. He said, "show me". I pulled my shirt off, unbuckled my pants, pulled them open to expose my blonde pubic bush. I got my boots off and then asked him to pull my jeans down as I put my butt up on the stool� he got up and took my jeans by the legs and tugged them down. My cock was still not fully hard, just full enough to still hang, but clearly engorged��..my host gazed at my cock and my balls, and told me he thought they were beautiful. I got hard in about two beats of my heart�.pump, pump, and my erection was hard and straight up. My nut sac was still very warm, loose, and hanging long. I didn�t touch myself yet. I grabbed my boot and put it on the stool. I turned my back to my host and put my foot up on the seat of the stool and put the boot on. He got a look at my ass and my balls hanging down as I put on the boot. Then I did the right. He was talking to me, encouraging me all the while. When I turned around and sat on the stool, I asked if I could stroke my cock now. He just said, "Ya, please do." So I started to examine my cock and balls. Very deliberate, very slow, like I was looking for a spot or something� I pulled my cock up, pulled it to each side, felt my nuts and pulled the scrotum. Then I started to say how good my cock felt as I pushed it down and let it slap back against my flat belly. He asked me to do that some more. The sound of my dick hitting my belly was mixed with my heavy breathing for a couple minutes. The guy just watched and kept talking to me about what he wanted to see me do to my cock. My cock is circumsized, but still has quite a bit of skin. He asked me to work it up and down slowly for him to see. He stood up and watched me work it closely. He had me squat; he had me lay on the floor; he had me sit up on my knees; all the while stroking my cock. Whenever I would get close I would stop and he unders I took my cock in my right hand and made full long strokes. About 3 inches of my cock sticks up above my fist and so my stroke is about that length. The head just gets rubbed a little on the up stroke. I sped up and knew that my balls were going to be giving up their load in a few more strokes. God it felt so good. I was naked and engorged. I had an appreciative audience and he was praising me and encouraging me to give him cum�..when I started to ejaculate, I moaned and gasped, "Of fuckin jeez, my cock loves this��..I just wanted to hear cock talk and feel the jizm gush out�.Oh fuck it felt so fuckin good�.My cock felt huge. I felt like a fucking stud. I bull. An Animal�I wanted to rut and thrust my hips. I�m pretty sure I was standing and thrusting my hips and pelvis in hard, rythmic beats�..but I only remember coming back to reality sitting on the stool, naked, my jeans on the floor by the stool and my cocks erection still pounding but subsiding. I felt awkward at that moment, and my host must have anticipated it because he said, " you were really good�..really intense." I will relive that jerk off over and over. Wow. Thanks. He was off the sofa and handing me my jeans. Helping with my boots and touching my flaccid cock with gentle admiration. He gave me a towel and wiped my belly of cum. I finished up and told him I felt like a star��it was inflating�.so exhilarating�No wonder there are exhibitionists��