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Paul and Paul

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 08 Dec 2001 1 comments
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by cand1000@hotmail.com A few months ago I met a guy from my city, in a chat room. His name turned out to be Paul, like me. A good start. We exchanged email addresses and corresponded a few times before deciding it was ok to at least meet. No matter what we tried it seemed one of us was always busy when the other was free. While I knew I was interested, I was beginning to think he was a fraud. I decided the next time he was busy, was going to be the last. Sure enough, he was traveling the next week, but so was I an it turned out our flights were leaving only 35 minutes apart. We agreed to meet at the airport, by the newstand near security. I figured he wouldn't show and didn't rush to make the meeting. When I walked up, there he was and just as he described himself. He was about my height, 6', and with very short dark hair and a mustache. He filled out his suit about like I do, indicating that while we both regularly go to a gym, neither one of us is likely to be seen as an underwear model. We chatted for a few awkward minutes and walked down toward our gates. My flight left first so he sat with me at my gate. He was funnier in person, which means a lot, and we realized we had much more in common than we had thought, including both arriving back the next Tuesday afternoon. He would be first, so he agreed to meet my flight and we planned on dinner that night. When my flight was called he seemed genuinely sad. The weekend was long and boring and by Tuesday I was aching to get home and anxious about seeing Paul again. My flight was almost an hour late and I thought he might be annoyed, but all I saw on his face was a smile. Perhaps, because I had had the last few days to fantasize, I was already deeply attracted to this man. Seeing his smile was almost enough to stop my heart. We grabbed our bags and shared a cab into the city. I was going to go home first, but Paul convinced me to just come by his place instead. Once inside the door, he dropped his bag and turned and took mine further in and set it down. He turned and just looked at me. I was tired and hungry, but above all I needed a man, this man. I stepped up and kissed him. He pushed me back against the wall and worked his tongue inside while I worked my hands all over his ass. hard sucking kisses on my lips and face. Swirling around. I pushed my hands up between us and untucked and unbuttoned his shirt. My hands got his pecs and he moaned a little. He pulled back a little as I broke free and moved to lick his nipples. Like me, he is covered with a thick fur and I nibbled my way back from side to side. Paul shrugged his shirt off and pressed my head against him. My hands began to work his belt, but he stopped me and lead me down another short hall to a bathroom, kicking off his shoes as he went. He told me to close my eyes and turned on the tub. I heard him shuck off his clothes and then he whispered in my ear to keep my eyes closed. Then slowly, he began to undress me, all the while whispering to me and giving me soft little kisses. First he pulled my shirt and T over my head and while my arms were in the air, he kissed my arms and pits, ever so gently. He stood behind me and undid my belt, kissing my shoulders. He kissed his way down my back as he tugged my pants and underwear down. His lips slid softly across my cheeks as he pulled my pants off me and tugged my socks off. Then he rubbed and kissed the backs of my thighs. I wanted to open my eyes but he kept whispering no. He stood, came in front of me and using just two fingers, took gentle hold of the head of my now raging hard on. He pulled and guided me to the edge of the tub. he let me open my eyes and step in but told me to close them again as I sat down. It was a big old iron tub and he stepped in and knelt between my legs. He bent over and began to lick and suck my cock, as I with my eyes closed in a dreamy exctasy slid down toward him. He swirled his tongue around the head and heused his hands to caress my balls and stroke slowly, but then faster and faster. My hands sought his head and I writhe under his tongue. It built and built and I wanted to stop but when I told him I was going to cum, he just worked harder until I blew four days of cum deep down his throat. Breathing hard I asked if I could open my eyes. he said yes and the first thing I saw was him licking his lips. He leaned over me and kissed me again. This time slowly but with more passion than urgency. I told him I wanted to return the favor but he said maybe later and turned and around and lay back in my arms, his head on my shoulder. His cock stood hard out of the water and was leaking sweet precum. One hand waswrapped around this beautiful man, but the other was free to roam down and stroke and rub his cock. like me he was cut and almost seven inches, but his head was a much darker purple and his cock more veiny. He smiled, laughed a little and told me my hands felt good. I circled my fingers and squeezed up and down. Side to side. I did everything I could to bring him pleasure and he began to breathe faster and faster. I twisted a little under him so I could reach further and as I slide my fingers behind his balls, he pulled my facee around and down to his. He probed my mouth with his tongue again as I probed his hole with my fingers. I moved back to his cock and in a moment I felt his cock explode and splurt cum all over his chest. I pumped him dry and then used my fingers to feed both of us his creamy load. After a few minutes, we stood and dried each other. That evening we stayed in before I had to go home and since then we have been together four more afternoons and I am hoping we'll have many more.