The Reunion

Chapter 3-2

Home is a two bedroom first floor flat in a converted Victorian town house which I am proud to say is all mine! As I ushered Gary through the communal front door and up the stairs to my own front door I asked him to excuse the mess as I hadn’t had time to tidy up (which is a complete lie as I like to keep my place spotless but makes people feel comfortable when I say this). I show him the lounge, decorated minimalistically before walking into the kitchen to fetch some wine from the fridge for us.

Gary asks “Is it okay for me to have a shower and use your toilet etc so that I feel prepared for later on?”

“Be my guest” I reply with a happy grin on my face “I’ll show you where everything is, would you like to have the wine in the bedroom ready and waiting?”

“Oh kind Sir, you do spoil me!” Gary laughed as he took the towel I had offered him.

“I do like to be the perfect host and attend to my guest’s every need....” I replied, not daring to look him in the eye otherwise I would have burst out laughing

I left him to it while I carried the bottle of wine and two glasses into my bedroom, I scanned the room quickly to make sure that everything was in order, satisfied I put them down on the chest of drawers drew the curtains and left the room closing the door behind me. While I waited for Gary to return from the bathroom I spread some glossy magazines on the coffee table so that he would have something to read while I showered. Fifteen minutes later Gary sauntered into the lounge with his towel wrapped around his waist, his package created a sizeable bulge and one that I found mesmerizing.

“Something you want Luke? Now who’s the impatient one!” Gary exclaimed “Oh by the way, I hope you don’t mind but I used your bidet come douche for extra cleansing.”

“Of course I don’t mind, I told you to use anything you want to, now that I know you’re clean inside and out I will make full use of you – and that’s a promise! Now it’s my turn, see you shortly; in the meantime please feel free to watch the TV, read some magazines or just have a look round.” I said heading for the bathroom.

“Cool dude, don’t be long. I’m raring to go.”

Once in the bathroom I headed straight for the bidet. I had paid for this appliance to be specially adapted, you could use it as a regular bidet to wash your crack and tackle, but there was a second water outlet in the shape of a douching nozzle. It’s made from stainless steel for easy cleaning; the shaft is about six inches in length, an inch in diameter with the head being a little wider. A ring of holes at the tip of the head allow the water to flow out in all directions for a thorough but gentle cleansing. Having first greased up my hole with a little KY and set the temperature to tepid, I carefully impaled myself of the metal pole and allowed the water to flow up inside me until I began to feel bloated. When I could take no more I stood up and dashed to the toilet where I evacuated the effluent down the pan. I repeated this process four or five times until I was satisfied that I was thoroughly clean inside. I washed the douching nozzle thoroughly before stepping into the shower for a quick wash to freshen up. As soon as I was done I towelled myself dry, wrapped the towel around my waist before racing out of the bathroom trying not to appear too keen to drag him off to bed (which I was).

I didn’t say a word as I stepped in front of where Gary was sprawled out on the sofa, I simply took hold of one hand and slowly but assertively pulled him in the direction of the bedroom. He made no resistance, in fact seemed keen to meet his fate as he started to jostle me trying to get me to move faster. As I opened the bedroom door I heard a subtle intake of breath as he took in the decor. I had painted the room in a fresh but subtle green and everything in the room was a shade of green or brown, the intention was to make the ambience relaxing but grounding at the same time.

“I love this room, it’s just so..... oh what’s the word?” Gary struggled a little to put his finger on it.

“Relaxing?” I offered

“Yeah, that’s it!” he agreed and pulled me towards him, as he did so he spotted something over my shoulder which attracted his attention.

“Oh my God! There’s another painting of you, what is this? Is there another side to you don’t know about?” he asked looking at me intently.

“Ah there are many sides to me” I said trying to sound mysterious “You are just going to have to spend time getting to know all of them. Yes, you’re right that is another painting of me and as you can probably tell by the style this too was painted by Clive. He gave this to me as an anniversary present the first year we were together and is supposed to reflect my spiritual nature; I quite like it because of all the colours in it rather than it being of me.”

I stood next to him as he studied the picture closely; it was a little more abstract than the one in the pub but still detailed enough to know it was of me. I am sitting cross legged in the middle of the picture with my palms resting on my knees. My eyes are closed and my expression is peaceful. The remainder of the picture is a mass of swirling rainbow of colours producing a hypnotic effect if you stared at them too long. Deciding he had seen enough he returned his attention to me, removing both of our towels in one smooth movement he took hold of my erection and lead me to the waiting bed.

As we fell on the bed I took control, rolling on top of him and holding him down with my hands. I spent a long time nibbling and biting him gently all over his shoulders, neck and face before kissing him forcefully on the lips and raping his mouth with my tongue. He was no push over though and matched me kiss for kiss, but I had the advantage as I was on top. Deciding that I had ravaged his mouth enough for the time being I kissed my way down his body, tweaking his n*****s, biting his tummy and trailing my tongue along his hair line. When I got to his c**k I took it into my mouth without hesitation, licking and slurping my way around it and down the shaft. When it was covered in saliva I took a deep breath and slowly swallowed it until my nose was buried in his pubes and my chin rested on his tightened balls. I slowly started to f**k myself on his c**k carefully timing my breathing so as not to gag as his c**k repeatedly pushed its way down my throat. His hands rested lightly on my head preventing me from removing his c**k from my mouth (not that I had any intention on doing so). As I felt him begin to tense up and his c**k swell I pulled myself off until just his cockhead was in my mouth ready to catch the impending explosion. I didn’t have long to wait, for as he made that familiar keening cry his jism erupted into my mouth, spurt after spurt, somehow I managed to overcome the reflex action of swallowing and held it there until he had subsided.

Bracing myself with knees out spread I put my hands under Gary’s thighs and pushed them up and back towards his stomach, raising his hips at the same time. That guy is quick on the uptake, as I did so he wrapped his arms round behind his knees giving me easier access to his arse. It was a sight to behold indeed! Brown suntanned cheeks gave way to a delicate white crack and a tiny pink anus which puckered and winked at me in time to his breathing and shifts in body weight. Placing my hands either side of his hips for support I lowered my face until it was buried in his crack and my mouth centred on his hole. I spent the next five minutes carefully licking, probing and teasing the hole all the while I was slowly pushing his jism into and all round it to act as a readymade lubricant. Finally when I just had a little bit left in my mouth I spat it out into my hand, smeared it onto my engorged c**k and the placed the tip of it to the puckered hole. Having assessed that he would be on the tight side for me I took my time to slowly apply sufficient pressure to allow me to push past his sphincter but no further. As the head popped inside his ring clamped down hard on my shaft and he groaned to himself. Looking up at him in concern I noted the pained expression on his face.

“Are you okay?” I asked “Do you want me to pull out?”

“No. No way!” He exclaimed “You’re bigger than what I’m used to that’s all, just give me a minute to adjust and I’ll be fine. I’ve been waiting for this f**k for sooooo long it’s unreal. There’s no way you’re leaving my hole until you’ve whitewashed my insides, I can tell you that much.”

I remained stationery as I waited for him to accommodate the intrusion, slowly I felt him relax his grip on my shaft and his frown became a smile. At his point I allowed myself to slide further into him until half my c**k was buried, glancing down at him I asked again if he was okay. He nodded so I pushed on in until I was fully inside and could go no further. I sank down between his outspread legs until our stomachs were touching, I felt his legs wrap themselves round the small of my back and at the same his arms linked behind my shoulders and pulled me closer to him until we face to face. This time as I started to f**k him he took the lead in kissing and drove me wild with his tonguing techniques. I think it’s fair to say that we were both in heaven at this point, certainly if our grunts and groans were anything to go by – I just hope my neighbour underneath couldn’t hear anything! As my thrusts got harder and faster Gary abandoned himself to the f*****g, rolling his head from side to side and letting go of my shoulders, however his legs kept hold of me ensuring that he had as much of me inside him as possible. On and on I pounded his arse until predictably I could not hold back any longer, with a loud groan and a shudder I came with pulse after pulse of jism shooting up his rectum. Exhausted I collapsed on top of him, still inside, trying to get my breath back.

“Thank you” Gary whispered in my ear.

“No need to thank me” I eventually replied “Not when the pleasure was all mine.”

“The pleasure wasn’t all yours Luke, I had a ball of a time too you know, just look down between us, you’ll see that I have come for a second time without even touching myself. I have only have that pleasure once or twice before.”

“Aw shucks, I’m all embarrassed now!” I said “Can I say something which I hope won’t embarrass you?”

“Fire away, I can’t exactly refuse in this position can I?”

“I know we both have an active s*x life and enjoy getting as much as we can – right?” I asked hesitating to make my point.

“Yep, that’s right.”

“Well, it’s been a long time since I’ve had repeated s*x with guy that I have enjoyed as much and still wanted more as I have had with you. Does that make sense? I know we are going to take it step by step and see how things go, but even if we don’t become lifelong partners can we still remain f**k buddies because you are so damned hot!” I finished off laughing a little embarrassed myself.