Consolation
So after that earlier disappointment (https://6sg.tumblr.com/post/174109268895/guess-not-so-the-very-exciting-threesome-isnt) I headed home. Got to my place, and was relaxing over dinner when I got a message from another FB of mine. He was free, and in the mood, so I asked him to come by.
SS is pretty hot: Chinese guy, about my age, used to be a commando in NS (which is where I met him, all those years ago). Not that I was a commando - but we had some mutual friends. Even though he has a slender face, quite an intellectual look with his glasses, if you saw his body you would think he could take someone on in a fight. All these years later, he’s just one of those super-fit guys, you know? Not bulky or overly-built, but has a really firm, taut body.
That body was very much in evidence when I opened the door to him. He was simply dressed, in an ordinary pair of blue jeans and a white cotton v-necked t-shirt that clung to him like a second skin. I could almost make out his abs through it.
I was wearing only my boxer briefs myself - had stripped down to them to have dinner because I was kinda sweaty (it’s hot!) and didn’t bother getting changed. I could feel myself getting more excited as I looked at him while I unlocked the gate.
We bumped fists after he kicked off his shoes, and stepped into my apartment.
“Have you eaten?” I said.
“I’ll get something on the way back, later,” he said. “You want to shower first?”
“Shower with me, la,” I said, and SS peeled off his clothes. He’s always been very unselfconscious about nudity. He was also not turned on at all, judging by the smallness of the bulge in the front of his white briefs, and even when he took them off, he was small and soft in the front, hanging down under his bushy pubes. His butt, on the other hand, was small, rounded and firm, almost muscular. He stepped past me after he deposited his clothes, his glasses and his watch on the dining table, and I couldn’t resist grabbing one of his firm globes. He stopped, and I stepped up to him, and he turned his head so we could kiss. He’s a little shorter than me, which makes him about average height, and he turned his body towards me, and into mine, putting his arms around me. We kissed some more, my hand kneading his ass, and when he stepped away, I saw that he’d stiffened up a bit, and his balls had pulled up against his body.
SS is neither a grower, or a shower, and even when he’s hard he’s not very big. That’s not a bad thing: he’s an easy suck. He’s also very responsible to being touched and played with, so he groaned when I stroked his cock, and then groaned some more when I gently groped his balls. Another thing I like about SS is that he’s not passive: he returned the favour by groping my own semi-hard cock through the front of my boxers. He must have taken my lack of moaning as a sign that he should do more, and he pulled down the waist of my boxer briefs and bent over to take my cockhead into his mouth. He expertly manipulated it with his lips and tongue, sucking and licking it, and I couldn’t help but gasp. He let it go, and favoured me with a smile.
I took him into the shower, where I peeled off my underwear so we could have a bit of a play as we got clean. There’s lots you can do with soap and water and a willing friend, especially one who likes physical contact as much as SS, so we touched and groped and rubbed our bodies together, and kissed and hugged and eventually got out and got dry.
SS got on the chaise first, sitting right on the edge, and then lying back down, lifting his legs in the air and playing with his nipples. He was fully hard, and I couldn’t resist the urge to suck on him a bit, before working my way down to lick out his ass. He squirmed when I rimmed him, until finally he managed to croak out in a low voice.
“Fuck me, fuck me,” he said.
I had my supplies nearby, so it took me no time at all to roll on a condom and lube us both up, and SS spread his legs wide as I pushed slowly into him. He leaned forward to play with my nipples as I pumped his tight hole slowly but surely, feeling him relax and loosen as I went.
“Shiok, ah,” he said, and then laid back and groaned and moaned as I continued to fuck him. He played with himself as I thrusted, going faster, and then when he said he wanted to cum, I got a little more aggressive and we managed to cum together, with SS spattering his cum on his very defined abs while I pumped my load out into my condom inside him.
I pulled out, got rid of the condom, and SS wiped himself clean with the towel he’d used. SS said he was hungry, so we got dressed again (I put on some shorts and a t-shirt) and went out to a nearby coffee shop so he could get food. We talked while we ate, about our mutual friends and what they were up to, and then he put his hand on my lap under the table and groped my crotch.
“Another round?” he said, and I was definitely ready.
“Come with me,” SS said.
He got up and walked away around the corner, then led me to a nearby multistorey car park. I don’t normally do this kind of thing, but SS seemed to know what he was doing, and we went up in the lift (with his hand still massaging my cock through my shorts) and on the top floor, found a quiet corner, behind a broad pillar. He pushed me back against it, and pulled down my shorts, and squatted to give me head. That was hot - I kept an ear out, but there was really nobody up there, even though it was fairly brightly lit. I tried to keep quiet, but he was good, so good, warm and wet, and when he bobbed his head up and down on my cock I had to control myself not to shoot my load. I pushed him off, and he grinned up at me and licked some excess saliva off his lips.
SS put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a condom that he must have palmed from the house, and produced a tube of lube from the other pocket. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them and his undies a ways down, then rolled the condom on me, and squirted lube on his hand to lube me up (I was fully hard) before smearing some between his cheeks. He backed up on me, his hand behind me to guide me into his hole, and I just braced myself against the pillar as he sort of twerked against me, impaling himself on my boner. I gotta say I found the whole thing very hot - his soft grunts as he worked his hole on my cock sounded very loud in the empty car park, and I tried as hard as I could not to make any noise.
SS stopped moving when we heard a car driving up, and he pulled up his jeans and I pulled up my shorts (difficult to tuck away my hard cock!) and we stayed very still until we heard the driver get out and leave. That was too much excitement for us, so we went back to my place. Because we were so horned up, we almost didn’t get in - he leaned against the wall outside my front door, and offered to let me fuck him some more (I was still wearing a condom) but I thought we’d have more fun and comfort indoors so he said “okay, let’s go inside”.
Once we were in there, we got naked and I sat on the sofa while he bounced on my cock some more, first facing away from me, then squatting on me facing me, till we were both dripping with sweat. He got on his knees on the floor, put his glasses aside (he’d kept them on, earlier) with the upper part of his body on the seat of the sofa, and I knelt behind him and doggy-fucked him - bent over to finger his nipples, which were hard and erect - and then straightened up to finish hard, with SS jacking himself off and dribbling onto the floor, and me shooting my second load of the night into my condom. He turned around and sat on the floor (on his cum, I think) and pulled off my sheath and sucked me - that felt good, and a little painful, because I was sensitive from just having cum - but he did a good job cleaning me off. I picked up one of the towels that we’d left lying around from before and wiped up the mess on the floor, disposed of the condom, and then we had another shower to clean up, less playing this time, but also lots of kissing.
I kissed him one more time before he put on his glasses, got dressed and left, and then finished cleaning up the living room, setting our towels aside to dry (gotta wash them with my next load of laundry) and then I sat down to write this.
It’s pretty late now (that took longer to write than I thought it would) so I should go sleep. Hope you had a good night, too.
