Chesapeake Night

I punched the security code into the key pad I had used so many times before that I knew it by heart. I could see light in the front room and upstairs. As I opened the door and let myself in, Kent was standing there in the middle of his living room surprised but not shocked.

"I didn't hear the car. Everything alright?" He asked.

"I walked. The car will be fine until morning." I said and looked up at the loft on the second floor. I could see the bed was already turned down and there was a single light on in an unseen corner from where I was standing.

I sat in a chair and removed my boots, placing them by the door, next to Kent's shoes and punched the security code into the keypad. Kent flipped the downstairs lights off and waited until I was just behind him. I took his hands and he led me up the stairs. No words even needed to be exchanged; everything had been said that needed to be. It was time. It was just time.

We stood facing each other for a moment, until I just reached out and began to unbutton Kent's shirt. Kent put his hands around my waist and watched me exposed his chest and push the fabric back to his shoulders. Kent closed his eyes as I gently ran my hands across his chest, savoring the touch and the soft blonde fur that shared just the right amount of space with that massive cut chest.

Kent's warm hands made their way into the inside my own shirt as we kissed. I felt both strength and surrender as he raised my arms allowing my light pullover to be slipped over my head and fall out of sight and mind. He explored with his hands my chest, meager in comparison to his but toned and hairless with the exception of that one tuft of black hair in the center and a little black trial leading down my belly to beyond my belt.

"Make love to me" I whispered, my lips barely a sigh away from his ear.

Kent pushed himself back and looked deep into my eyes. "Only if I don't ever have to stop." He said, the answer to his question unspoken and acknowledged with another kiss.

I heard belts unbuckling and pants slipping to the floor. I didn't know whose, and I don't know who did what, all I rmember is that the moment was right and I was now standing in Kent's bedroom, both of us in trunk briefs as we had been many times before. This time, this time however, when we climbed into that bed, we would remove those cotton intrusions and be together.

I climbed onto the bed with a creak, the bed giving to first catch of our weight. I stood there on my knees waiting for Kent to bring condoms and a bottle of lubricant and place them within reach. For the first time I freely enjoyed watching Kent's tight ass move in his white under shorts as he moved away and the shifting mound in the front as he came toward the bed and laid the needed possessions on the lamp stand beside the bed.

He joined me, finally, matching the stance on his knees as he wrapped his arms around me and we kissed. I couldn't help but moan quietly as I felt Kent's hands begin to travel around my body, and his warm lips moving from my face to my neck. I let my head lean back to give him access to the taut muscles there in hopes those lips would travel further down and around.

My own hands explored. I had seen the man so many times before, but it wasn't until I actually touched him that I wanted to know what he felt like, every crack, crevice and inch of him. I wanted to know the feel of this man with fingers, with lips and with every inch of my own body.

I traced down Kent's strong back to the vee his waist made, lightly grazing his skin with my fingernails as I felt Kent's lips and tongue tracing the muscle from my neck to my pec, focusing on the nipple and teasing it to a full state of arousal. I moaned approval as his mouth made its way to the other side of my chest and his hands began to slip inside my underwear and cupping handfuls of ass.

I couldn't wait any more. I reached down and pushed Kent's shorts to his knees and just looked at the masterwork on his knees before me. It was just beginning to fill with arousal, but Kent's penis fell from its nest in dark blonde hair and easily into my hands of putty.

I caressed it and watched it grow at the touch. I had held my own hard cock many times, but this was the first one that wasn't attached to me that I had ever touched or really wanted to. I stroked it and squeezed it and wondered at how much it made me shiver with pleasure to think of the things that were about to happen.

Kent followed the lead and pushed my shorts down and grabbed two handfuls of my thick hard on. He wrapped his fingers just under the tender head, rubbing his thumb over the opening and smearing the first drop of precum across the mushroom. It was thick and responding to his grasp. He slid both hands up and down from tip to shaft, the echo of my body shuddering as he stroked.

I lay back on the bed, allowing my friend and soon to be lover to remove his underwear the rest of the way. I reached my arms out and waited for Kent to remove his own shorts in hopes he would come to me and I could feel another man's naked body, this man's naked body, on mine.

I broke into a smile that I could feel as he slowly laid his weight on top of me. There was this jolt of electricity as naked skin touched naked skin. I ran my hands from Kent's shoulder blades to the small of his back, letting the palm of my hands glide over the firm mounds of his ass, cupping them where his tight thighs gathered.

His hard cock was lying right next to mine, balls touching, I could feel the blood pump through it. I moved my hips slightly as we began to kiss again, Kent's exploring tongue moving down my throat, his own hips moving so our hard cocks slid against each other, hard stomachs serving as pressure points for passion.

My legs spread involuntarily as Kent's eager tongue slid down down down until it was there just inches from my dick. He used the tip of his tongue to lick the opening. I responded with a sigh, placing my hands on Kent's short curls, afraid to push his head down for what I was waiting for.

Kent began to lick my balls, lapping each one as I writhed in pleasure. First he sucked one into his mouth, rolling it around gently, letting it drop and then doing the same with the other. When he released it his warm went tongue traced the heavy vein of my hard cock slowly from the base up the thick shaft and then circled the tip. I couldn't help but moan as I felt Kent's mouth open as swallow the red throbbing head of my cock.

Slowly, awkwardly but effortlessly he allowed more and more of that cock ti glide into his mouth, sliding it up and down further each time. The girth stretched his lips and the warm wet pressure made me begin to thrust my hips helping my lover give more and more pleasure. I felt his fingers begin to play with my balls, rolling them and squeezing them as he sucked me.

I had had my cocked sucked before, but this time...this time every suck, every lick was memorized, igniting in a pleasure zone I didn't know existed. The sensation shot through my brain, making me even harder and determined to make it last. I laid back, my entire body throbbing in need and satisfaction, being taken care of by a blond god with the body of a statue and a mouth that knew how to make a spine tingle.

Kent raised my right leg up. I submitted totally to his will, allowing it to drape over his shoulder. I was rewarded with a warm wet tongue sliding down the crack of my ass and circling my hole now quivering in anticipation. My cock jumped at the sensation, then my body relaxed as the tongue shyly darted inside, making me shiver in a cold sweat. It started at my toes, shimmied up my legs and circled around the opening that was being tongued. I hoisted my leg higher, hoping that Kent could get more of it in and that the sensation would crawl up into my head and explode there inside my brain.

I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled his face to my lips. He melted into me,, his face shining with the sweat and salvia he had primed my cock, balls and ass with. I stroked Kent's hard thick cock and pulled him to his knees, the cock throbbing and jutting just seconds from my lips. I closed his eyes and took it in.

The taste was new, something musky, hot and different from the many women I had explored that way. I did my best to imitate the movements Kent had used and was rewarded with moans of pleasure and encouragements through gasps, deep sighs and a single quiet, "Yes, Joe, yes..."

It was hard and throbbing, and my tongue found a single drop of salty brine oozing down which I lapped up and swallowed. I was primed for more. I sucked the cock furiously, quickly becoming accustomed to the sheer size of it, tickling Kent's low hanging sack as the cock grew even mightier and harder. I knew from experience that Kent was about to come when I allowed the cock to slip from my mouth and pulled his lips back to mine.

I grabbed handfuls of the short blonde locks of Kent's head, pulling him as close as I could. "Be my lover" I whispered.

"I am your lover." Kent smiled.

"Make me feel again, Kent. I need to feel again." I moaned, sighing in desperation. I opened my eyes to see Kent looking back at me. The sudden wave of loneliness was gone. I kissed him, and looked deep into those blue eyes. "Fuck me." I said, not begging, not pleading, just saying what we both knew I needed out loud.

Kent reached for a condom and slipped it on. As he carefully spread the lubricant on his hard dick, he put his other hand on my belly. "Trust me."

I placed my hand on his and nodded. I moved my hands to his hips as Kent moved into place. I could feel the head of Kent's sheathed hard on pulsing at my ass. I spread my legs and readied for what was about to happen. The anticipation of the moment was almost more agonizing than the moment I felt the head open me, and slowly and as tenderly as he could, Kent slipped his cock in.

My back arched, and I almost cried out in pain. I felt Kent reach down and hold me still, forcing me to relax and get used to the intrusion. Kent held the base of his cock, only a third the way in and began to move it in a small slow circle, priming my hole and then slipped it in a little farther.

"Oh God..." I whispered. "Oh my God..." The pain began to subside and a new sensation began. I felt both full and empty, and the need to fill that empty space over came me. I grabbed Kent's neck and forced him to look in his eyes. Nodding my head, Kent began to thrust his hips, gently easing his hard cock the rest of the way in.

I could feel it. The massive cock sliding deep inside me sent a shiver that started at the base of the spine and worked its way up one nerve, one muscle at a time. Soon I could feel myself being fucked for the first time. I could feel it throbbing inside me, impaling me with building pleasure, and I could see by the look on Kent's face how good it felt to him.

I thrust my own hips meeting Kent's dick in mid air, forcing it deeper and harder inside. The bed creaked and I grabbed hold of the head board hoping the solid wood would help the cock be driven deeper and faster. It's what I wanted, it's what I needed, it was what was making my heart scream "I'm alive!" in my chest.

Kent held my legs in the air and began to slam down into me, impaling my virgin hole with as much force as he could. Our grunting echoes throughout the bedroom drowned out the slick sound of a hard cock sliding in and out of a hungry ass. Kent grabbed my cock, now so hard it barely moved even though the force of his thrusts shoveled every muscle of my body hard against the head board.

He began to stroke my cock, sliding his hand from tip to base as his own hard on slid from head to balls into my ass. As he pulled his dick out he slid his fist up to the base, pulling the skin almost over the head. Our eyes were locked in a heated glare as our bodies wracked with pleasure resigned themselves to years of need and desire and setting the bed on fire.

"Fuck me..." was all I could say as I felt my balls fill. I couldn't hold off much longer. And with one last relaxed moan I let another hard thrust of cock inside me send me over the edge. The first ribbon of cum shot straight in the air, and somersaulted before landing perfectly in the center of my chest.

The second burst sent Kent over the edge. I felt the piston action get faster and shallower as the condom inside my no longer virgin ass filled with shot after shot of Kent's cum.

The white hot stars in the room danced all over our brains, and the pleasure we made with our bodies overloaded them. When the rhythm in the bed returned to a regular heartbeat, I was still naked on my back, knuckles still white and grasping the headboard. Kent was still deep inside of me, my legs locked at the ankle around his lower back, and Kent's hands were covered in spent semen.

Kent released my cock and slid his hands up my belly and around my waist. As tenderly as the water outside lapped the shore, we came together again, sweat upon sweat, heart upon heart and kissed. The past was behind us now, and the first of many many tomorrows just ahead.