As usual, Mike was the one leading the questioning. “It’s been a while since we talked, John. Anything exciting to report? Anyone new for you?”
I felt myself leaning forward to listen more carefully, but I couldn’t help it. I was hoping that my interest wasn’t too obvious, but then again, I know my friends well enough to know that they wouldn’t care. Part of me was hoping that us hooking up came up so it would be out in the open, but another part really liked the secrecy. It added to the excitement.
John was as vague as possible in his response. “Nothing in the last couple weeks I guess, but I met someone before that. We might be meeting up again soon so I’m not really up for sharing anything until I see if anything comes of it. If not, I’ll definitely spill the juicy details. If so, then we’ll see.”
I figured I’d jump out ahead of the questions that were undoubtedly coming my way. “I’m kind of in the same boat. I’ll give you all an update when I have a better idea of what’s going on. I will say that things went well, really well, when we hung out.”
Mike was understanding but still a little annoyed. “Aw man! You guys suck. I was hoping to live vicariously through you. My sex life is just about non-existent right now.”
It had been a while since I was in a long-term relationship so it was hard to relate, but I could remember how it was toward the end. “Sorry to hear that man. You need to figure out somehow to spice things up at home, maybe randomly try something new. You never know what kind of things people don’t even know they might like.”
“Hmm. Maybe I’ll try to figure out some things to try. Just need to figure out how to bring it up.”
“Go for it man. Maybe you don’t like it, maybe you both love it. If you both decide not to do whatever it is again, you talk about what to try next.”
John chimed in at that point. “Or in some cases, you just try stuff without thinking about it. Keeps any doubts from having a chance of creeping in.”
Looking at Mike, I just pointed toward John and shrugged and responded nonchalantly, “What he said.”
Mike wasn’t too optimistic in his response. “I’ll try. I don’t even know where to start.”
I had a couple ideas so I shared the first one that came to mind. “Maybe just start by hanging out naked more, see where it leads. Go to the bathroom together, let her aim for you. Just mess around and do different stuff.”
“Alright. That’s probably a good start I guess.”
“You’ll figure it out man. You’ve got until we get together in a few weeks to make something happen. We want to hear all about what you tried. Otherwise, I’m not sharing anything juicy from my life. And boy has there been some juiciness. Don’t you think that’s a fair deal John? He spills, we spill.”
Fortunately, I think I was the only one that saw him smirk. “Sure. That sounds fair.”
Seeing that look on John’s face, knowing what we were hiding, got me going even more. I wanted his cock so badly at that moment. I had to swallow because my mouth was watering so much.
The conversation drifted around and eventually we started talking about alcohol preferences, what types, and how we like to drink it. We started chatting about whisky and I mentioned how I like to just sip on it, no ice, just a couple drops of water. John was curious so I told him that I’d show him my selection.
I didn’t have a big enough space to have a wet bar out where we were sitting so I had everything arranged in the room that I used as my office. I had a pretty good size selection of different rums, tequilas, and whiskies, with only a couple of bottles of vodka.
I let the door swing closed when we walked in and turned to go to the bar area. He opened the upper cabinet to see what I had in there and I took advantage of his vulnerable position. I dropped to one knee in front of him and quickly opened his pants to pull out his cock. After the earlier events in the kitchen and the conversation on the couch, it was no surprise when it sprung free without any coaxing.
It was a beautiful site, but I didn’t waste any time admiring the view. Instead, I guided it straight into my mouth and started urgently sucking. I didn’t think I was going to be able to make him cum fast enough, but I was going to at least see how far along I could get him in the few short minutes that we had.
I succeeded in getting him fully hard and got a generous taste of precum but unfortunately, I had to cut myself off to allow him enough time to get situated again before heading back out to the other room. When I came back up to finish showing him all the bottles, and give him time to compose himself, I got more confirmation of his arousal. His cheeks were bright red, and he was breathing fast.
After I poured us both a little bit of one of my favorites, he tried to excuse himself to go use the restroom, really just to get himself situated, but I refused. “Oh, I don’t think so. You won’t be going anywhere near there on your own for the rest of the night.”
“Mmm. I like the sound of that.”
“Alright. Take a minute to compose yourself and we can take these back out to the other room to sip on while I finish getting the rest of the food ready.”
If he thought that meant he was going to get a reprieve he was so wrong. I took every chance I got to grope and fondle his ass and his cock while we made our way around the kitchen. It got even worse when we went outside to light the grill, get it all cleaned, and wait for it to heat up. It was part way around the side of the house, out of view of the door, and not visible from any of the other homes.
Once out there I upped my game even further, constantly reaching into his pants to stroke him and fondle his balls, even slipping my hand into the back of his pants and wiggling my fingers down the cleft of his butt cheeks to play with his rosebud. He was understandably on edge, unable to really relax and focus on anything, but he wasn’t about to tell me to stop.
report I gave him a quick break when I went in to grab the meat from the kitchen, but the full court press was back on once I got it all on the grill and we had nothing to do but wait. The other guys were all involved in the game, and they wouldn’t be getting up within the next few minutes, so I decided to pick up where I left off in the office.
This time I dropped all of the way to my knees in front of him before I unzipped his pants. “Now where were we?”
Once again, he sprung free when I pulled his underwear down in the front, this time with more force. He was most of the way to being fully hard and the tip of his cock was glistening with pre-cum. I sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth to clean off the clear, sticky globs and then set to work to see if there was more coming.
I loved the taste of the clear gel coming from him. I took a moment to savor it before continuing down his shaft, sliding him deeper into my mouth, all while continuing to suck. Once I got him all in I really went for it, hungrier for his meat than I could ever be for that on the grill so close by.
I devoured his shaft, sucking, bobbing, stroking while I caressed his balls. As the excitement increased, his hands found their way to my head, and he started thrusting into my mouth. I wanted to moan but held back, and John did his best to keep quiet, trying not to moan or pant too loudly.