It seems like an eternity until it was finally over and I dutifully and completely milked whatever was left in his loving canal. He quickly dried his shaft with toilet paper, his still half erect cock disappeared inside his pants and he was gone before I could say anything. I slowly cleaned my face with my fingers which I delightfully licked, enjoying what I now realized was the most delicious cum I had ever tasted. As I left the stall I resisted the urge to wash my face so that I could enjoy and relish the scent of this man whom I had known only too briefly.
Gay Pleasures by pleasurelover – Chapter Four
After I picked up my luggage in the baggage area I grabbed a taxi to the hotel where I checked in and hurriedly went to my room. Seconds after closing the door I was already completely naked and lay on my back on the big bed thinking about the scene at the airport and trying to remember every minute detail of that encounter. My right hand was erotically massaging my stiff cock while I rubbed my face with the left one smelling the intoxicating scent of that black man’s cum. I had the most fantastic fantasies about that cock and what I would do to and with it.
Purposely, for the longest time I touched myself only lightly to make the pleasure last. I finally saw myself at the edge of the bed, thighs bent with my knees pressing on my chest and my lover standing in front of me with his beautiful prick wet and shiny with my saliva and pre cum dripping from his hole which he used to lubricate the entrance to my love tunnel and started pressing on my willing opening. As these last thoughts were going through my mind my right hand had unconsciously accelerated its pace while I sensuously sucked my left hand’s fingers relishing what remained of the marvelous nectar which had previously covered my face.
My excitement was such and my dreams so real that, before he could penetrate me, long and incredibly pleasurable jets burst from my cock as I raised my hips and fucked my hand welcoming the huge cock inside me. I was breathless and panting as I fell on my back exhausted but content. I soon fell asleep with a smile on my face but when I woke up in the morning a feeling of emptiness submerged me as I regained “consciousness” and realized that the lover I was longing to touch and caress was just a dream. Even worse, I had no idea of who he was and where to find him; the only information I had were the initials “ R.J.” I had seen on his carry-on. I was firmly decided to look for him and would not rest until I found the object of my longing.
I was fortunate enough to find a day job in a bank and quickly devised a plan to look for my friend. The elegant way he dressed clearly indicated he was well-off and his lean body led me to believe he frequented a gym to maintain his form. Everyday after work I would stand guard by the entrance of clubs I had garnered from the yellow pages. Manhattan was my first choice and I chose the mid town and Wall Street areas as I had decided he was a professional and those were the most logical places he would frequent. After an unsuccessful search for about four months, I reluctantly and painfully had to admit to myself this was a lost cause.
Meanwhile, though I longed for my lost friend, I had continued a very active sexual life – there was no way I could live without a cock in my mouth or in my ass, or in both at the same time! I had good and bad experiences with guys I met at pubs or subsequently through referrals. Though I obviously was color blind and tried them all, often in private home parties, nobody could satisfy my urges as I had experienced at the airport. Some were average like me, some were bigger, but none came even close to the foot+ I had so briefly caressed in that restroom. I also met some nasty bullies who claimed to be disease free and did not want to wear condoms, even though they were clearly suspicious and I had to terminate those encounters before they went too far. Mind you, I hate condoms and had never used them with Jack and his friends and my instincts had told me I was safe at the airport and indeed with quite a few of the new friends I had made in the previous months.
One Friday evening that I was going to a party at a new friend’s home, as I left the subway station on Central Park West, I was waiting for the light to turn red to cross to the other side when I saw a dark man walking in my direction. I almost fainted as I immediately recognized HIM; I smiled broadly while saying hello in a shaking voice: he stopped, recognized me and shook my hand. All the anguish I had felt in the past few months dissipated at that touch and at that moment I felt the happiest person in the world. He invited me to a nearby bar for a drink and I briefly told him what I had been up to since I had arrived in NY, except, of course, for my extra curricular activities which might have turned him off. He listened politely and said very little, though I learned he was a management consultant with a large firm and traveled extensively. He was in fact leaving for Tokyo later that evening and promised to call me upon his return. His name was Ron and he lived nearby.
I was euphoric and called the friend I was going to visit to excuse myself; he was extremely disappointed and tried to convince me saying that he had bragged about my prowess to one of his rich friends who was dying to meet me, but nothing would do: my dream had finally come true and my wish granted! That night I re lived our first encounter at the airport; all the details were so fresh in my mind that it seemed it had just happened. Needless to say, I repeated the solo session I had had in the hotel room the first night, with some variations of tenderness now that knew a little more about my lover. The end results were just mind boggling and my entire body from head to toe was a participant in a finale which was nothing short of an apotheosis. I slept soundly until mid-morning and, unlike the first time, when I woke up I swear I could feel the warm naked body of my lover against my back with his long thick cock lodged between my ass cheeks. I purred like a content cat as I slowly caressed myself to a wonderful explosion.
Gay Pleasures by pleasurelover – Chapter Five
The next few days were surreal as I lived in a dream world though my impatience grew as time passed. I had never been so horny in my life and I longed to be with Ron, to feel his body against mine and to finally welcome him inside me. I tried to prepare myself for the onslaught by adding to my anal toy stable the largest jelly dong, black of course, I could find. I would lubricate the enormous dildo, introduce it in my asshole and turn it around, around and around to expand my entrance to its maximum so that it would hopefully be ready for my fetish.
I was abstemious during this period to the despair of my friends who enjoyed so much the pleasure I procured them. However, I felt I would be unfaithful if I went with anybody else now that I knew I had my lover back with me. I almost jumped to the ceiling when the phone finally rang one evening and I heard his deep dark voice telling me he was back and had thought about me during his trip. I was ready to go cuddle with him immediately but felt a pinch of despair when he said he was so tired we would have to wait for the next day.