In the bedroom was a large king-size bed, end tables, and a small dresser. Above the small dresser was a pretty good-sized flat-panel TV. The window offered a lovely view of the parking lot which was pretty full. I closed the drapes darkening the room. I also set the thermostat to 68 knowing that was the temperature Carl likes.
I looked into the sitting room to find Carl looking at emails. I took my shoes off. Then I removed my shirt, pants, and underwear. Finally, I added my soaks to the bag and pulled the drawstrings. I reached for the robe but then got a better idea. I left it where it was.
I walked to the room’s front door, opened it just enough to hang the bag with my clothes in it on the doorknob, and then closed it. “Hey Carl,” I said walking back into the sitting room.
“Yes, Travis.”
“I got my clothes hung out for housekeeping.”
“That’s good,” Carl responded absent-mindedly.
I walked up behind him and dropped the robe in Carl’s lap. I then began to rub his shoulders, “Could you open this for me,” I asked as I showed him the laundry bag full of my dirty clothes, “I can’t seem to get it open.”
Carl was tired but obviously, he wasn’t that tired as it only took his brain a few seconds to figure out that if all my clothes were in the laundry bag and the robe was in his lap then that must mean I was naked. He spun the chair around and came face to naval with me. He tossed the unopened robe on the floor between his feet. I am not sure if it was his plan for me to use the robe as a kneeling pad but if it was it was a good one.
I untied his shoes and remove them setting them off to the side. I then undid and unzipped his pants pulling them off. I then laid my head down on his inner thigh and said, “This is nice Pita.”
He unconsciously began to rub my head. We just sat like that for a while listening to the world go by. “Travis,” said Carl as he lifted Travis off his thigh.
“Yes Pita,” I asked filled with excitement. “Does Pita want me to…”
“I do,” Carl said then sighed, “But, nap first.”
Carl stood. He took my hands and pulled me up. Then he put his hands on my shoulders and leaned in for a kiss. Our lips connected softly at first then harder. I pulled back a little. I could feel the hunger in his kiss. His tongue and mine hugged for the first time in a while and I completely forgot about everything but breathing.
While I was distracted Carl lifted me off my feet and carried me toward the bedroom. I put my arms around his neck and rested my cheek against Carl’s hairy chest. It felt so good. It felt like coming home.
I had turned down the bed earlier while I undressed so it was ready for us. Carl laid me on the bed and then went to the other side of the bed and crawled in beside me. He began to rub my back. My muscles soften under his touch. He rubbed my back lovingly for several minutes and I began to think maybe he had changed his mind about pre-nap sex. “Oh Travis,” cooed Carl as his hands roamed lower and lower. “You were so cute before,” Carl said as he wrapped his arms around me and began to run his fingers up and down my flat stomach. “But you are becoming more and more handsome every day.”
“Does Pita like me becoming more handsome,” I asked more than a little fear in my voice, “Or do you want me to move back to cute? Jason keeps trying to talk me into wearing…”
I stopped talking as his large hand wrapped around my shaft and his lips were pressed against my neck. My shaft hardened at his touch and I scoot back so I could feel his sword pressed against my butt. “I want you to be you,” he whispered in my ear, “Let Jason be Jason.”
“I will be whatever you want me to be,” I said completely serious, “I love you. I want to be yours, Carl. Forever.”
Carl was still holding my cock and was slowly positioning himself between my butt cheeks. He didn’t penetrate me he simply put his hot dog between my buns. I began to push with my legs so my ass would start to caress his dick. “OH Travis,” Carl moaned. “That feels so good.”
“I want us to have what Jason and Arthurs have. What Jared and Lily have.” I paused for a minute and then I went for broke, “and I want it out in the open. Not just in the shadows.”
“I know,” Carl grunted. “I want that too.”
“I want to be yours completely, Carl,” I said as I began to rub my ass against his dick faster. “I want to be able to tell everyone we me, ‘this is my boyfriend Carl and I love him more than life.'”
“I want that too,” replied Carl, breathing hard, “You are everything I have ever wanted. You’re handsome, you’re cheeky and you’re the most wonderful person I have ever known. I don’t want you to change. I want you just the way you are.”
“Good,” I smiled a real smile in what felt like forever, “and by the way, you owe Billy Joel a 50-cent royalty for that last comment.”
Carl let out one of his great belly laughs which was music to my ears. Then he slapped my ass playfully which was music to my ass. All thoughts of sleeping gone, Carl got up grabbed something out of his bag, and came back over to the bed. I repositioned myself so I could take his cock in my mouth the second it was in range. “Oh Pita,” I said licking his penis and then his balls, “I have missed you so much.”
“I could tell,” Carl said with a smirk, “You were playing with yourself practically every night.”
“How did…” A began to ask, then rolled my eyes, “Arthur’s Camera.”
“I have been watching you a lot,” Carl confessed. “I’m beginning to see the fascination. I love watching you sleep.”
My eyes began to well up with tears at the thought of Carl watching me. I completely agreed with Carl about how addictive watching others could be. The more time I spent with Jason and Arthur the more I found myself becoming a voyeur myself. It was like watching reality TV but in this case, nothing was staged. Unfortunately, since my mouth was currently filled to the brim with Carl’s big, thick, Milky Way-colored cock though, I was only able to give him a quick thumbs up.
Carl and I had not had any time alone lately so it had been a while since I sucked his cock. Jason and Arthur had provided me with a PO box and through it a wide range of sex toys over the last three months. So, I was not completely without physical release but no toy in the world was as good as playing with Carl. My man’s member was the best.
I started by just staring at his pole. It was growing by the second. Then I filled my nose with Carl’s manly, musky smell. I loved that smell. Finally, my resolve broke and I began to kiss just the tip of his dick.
I was focusing mainly on the tip, making out with it really, but kissing a few other places here and there also. I was soon rewarded with several animalistic responses from Carl. I then stuck the helmet of his cock in my mouth and put one hand behind his massive balls. I began to massage them. Muscle memory kicked in and Carl let out a series of grunts that told me I was doing everything right.
After that, it was like riding a bike. I loosened my jaw and pressed my tongue again the floor of my mouth. I took in as much of his cock as I could stopping when his helmet pressed against the back of my throat. I gagged a little and Carl pulled out. His cock, being covered in saliva and precum glistened in the light from the nightstand.