Jun 01, 2004 19:36
I am really liking Zachary. He is this guy that I have been dating. I am sure I mentioned him, very sweet, good heart, masculine, built like a brick shit house , and very very German! What? I didn't mention the German part?!? Yeah, just found out that he is first generation here--both of his parents are from Germany (or as I jokingly referred to it 'The Old Country") He is very regimented in his approach to things.
For example, I invited him over for a massage--sex was only a secondary consideration, I really intended to give him a massage and figured sex *may* happen. Anyway, he comes over and starts kissing me and playing with my nipples (which drives me crazy!) He didn't realize I was serious about the massage, he thought it was just a ruse to get him over to my place.
The reason why the massage was so important was because Zachary told me he hadn't been sleeping due to his bad back and not being able to get into a comfortable position. When I heard that I insisted on giving him a massage to ease his back. I really like the guy and really wanted to ease his discomfort. Okay, back to the story:
So, I have him on the massage table and discover that he has a beautiful body: hairy chest, huge pecs, arms, flat stomach, thick muscular legs, tights round ass....*drooooool* So, I knew I was going to give him a great massage; but, I also knew I was going to have sex with him. I figured I would combine the two events and not only give him a great massage but add so erotic aspects to it--kind of get the engine going. So, I am doing the subtle erotic things that never fail to seduce. Certain innocent touches, brushes against his body with my body, erotic strokes, etc. He is giving me nothing back. see, the beauty of erotic massage is the interplay between the therapist and the client, the tango of seduction that occurs throughout the massage building to intense arousal. But with Zachary--nothing!
Then, he starts telling about a recent massage he had at a local gym and wants to know if it sounds odd to me. He says, "The shortly after the massage began, the therapist took off his shirt. I thought that was a little odd. (Ummm, Yeah that is not a typical legit massage maneuver! lol) and then," Zachary continues , "the Therapist pulls my arm above my head and places it between his legs while works on my back. Is that odd?" Now I get why I was getting nothing from Zachary. He is sweet but kind of clueless--as far as, he has everything compartmentalized. "Now we massage, then we fuck." Nary the two shall meet.
"Yes, Zachary," I tell him, "it is odd what the therapist did. He was trying to let yo know he would play around with you during the massage."
"Really?!"
"lol, Yeah. Really. You know, Zachary, I can be really good at seduction on the massage table." I tell him.
"Are you going to seduce me?"
"lol, No. You are too German! (Now here this next part with a bad Arnold accent ) "Now we massage. Later we fuck"
Zachary looks at me kind of stunned. I think, "Oh no, I offended him with the crappy german accent thing." But Zachary says, "Wow, you already know me so well."
(This next part is for Charley's girl, Andy!)
After the massage, I tell him it is time to go to the bedroom. I bring him into my bedroom and push him on the bed. We start kissing. God, he was hot. He was very animalistic, aggressive, and HOT! He threw me off him and climbed on top of me. He stripped me out of my clothes and threw them aside. He is fucking strong!!!! He held me down and started licking and nipping my body. Then he turned me over and again held me down--his hands locking mine out to the side, his legs pinning mine to the bed under him. I struggled to get free but he was waaaaaay stronger than me. I struggled to throw him off while he held me down and rubbed his body against mine. Finally, I twisted around and we kissed and kissed, and kissed, and then he took my hard cock in his mouth. What an unbelievably hot, wet mouth!! I started fucking his mouth like an animal. I held his head and thrust *hard* into his mouth. He tightened his lips around my cock as I fucked his face. I could have shot my load then; but was too hot to suck him off. So I squirmed under him, until I had his cock in my hands. I started stroking and licking and teasing his uncut cock. I push him down on the bed and enjoy sucking him. He starts fucking my mouth *hard* like I like it! I is holding my head and growling as he thrusts into me. He pushes me onto the bed and starts drilling my throat with his cock. Then he grabs my head and pulls me up into a sitting position while he stands over me and again starts fucking my throat, his pubes tickling my nose and his balls slapping my chin. We make eye contact and start laughing. He is so worked up that he is dripping sweat onto me. I lay back down on the bed and he sits on top of me. my hard cock is throbbing against his muscular ass. I tease him with my cock head against his hole--brushing over his hole, pushing against it, rubbing it in circles around his hole. "That's one of my favorite things! " He growls. I consider fucking him but decide not tonight. We spend several minutes just teasing his ass and my cock. Let me tell you, his ass is amazing, so tight and muscular--my cock was aching/throbbing to shove up inside him!! Finally, I pushed him over onto the bed and started sucking him off. We'd get him close, then stop, get close, then stop, get close. He looks at me and can tell I want to swallow , "You want to be bad?" "Fuck yeah!" "In your mouth or on your tongue?" "Either way you want, I just want it." He smiles and says, "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue...." He shoots all over my tongue. He taste sweet and I quickly swallow and then clean his cock with my mouth and tongue. He lays back on the bed, I grab a towel and dry his sweat drenched body. We cuddle and quietly talk for an hour or two. God, I really like this man!
That was last thursday. Monday, we met at a gay bar for "Show tunes" and made out for a while. I invited him back to my place, but he declined. He said he hadn't slept much in the past several nights and needed to get home a bit earlier than usual. He walked me back to my place, threw me up against the wall and we kissed for a few minutes. I thanked him for a great evening. As I was walking up the stairs to my building, I turned to him, smiled, and said, "you know, you're welcomed to bring your tooth brush one of these times.... " We grinned at each other, again, said good night, and I went in my building.
Zachary is quite a guy--masculine, hot, sweet, aggressive yet gentle. I always smile when I see him walking toward me. He really makes me feel good!
We are suppose to get together this week to "fuck around" so, I'll keep you posted.