Kane and I had disembarked the train and were now sitting on a bus en route to his house for more. I was dripping with anticipation but didn’t let it show as we casually conversed as though nothing had happened.
Any feelings of guilt for now sticking to my original plan had now disappeared, and were now replaced by butterflies and mild palpitations! I didn’t know what to expect.
I needn’t had worried as we got off the bus and walked the short distance to Kane’s house, a nice new chocolate box-type place that definitely gave off the air of being a bachelor pad. As we went in I asked if anyone else lived there, ‘No’ was the reply and I felt elated! Just Kane and I to christen the house and fuck like rabbits!
As he grabbed a couple of beers from the kitchen fridge I enquired as to whether the train BJ was his first experience. I had my doubts as he knew what he was doing and gave the distinct impression that he had done it before. Kane responded by saying that this indeed was his first experience and he seemed very happy with my suggestion that he was a pro in the art of oral sex.
Kane put the beers on the kitchen worktop, pulled down the window blinds, shut the door and then started stripping off.
Initially, this had caught me unawares but I soon followed suit and in no time we both stood there naked and hard.
I went in for a kiss but Kane flinched and started to hesitate. I asked him what the matter was and told him that I wasn’t going to do anything untoward. His response was to shrug his shoulders and pull my head into his, and then passionately kiss me.
The tongue tennis was really turning me on and I progressed to go down on him. He asked me to stop and wet his ass instead.
He then bent over the worktop, sporting the most gorgeous toned ass and I started to lick him out. He tasted soooo good, and only after did I realise that we had not showered beforehand. It didn’t matter as he was clean and trimmed/manscaped to perfection. He moaned as my tongue flicked his hole and slid quickly in and out of his man pussy.
Wanking him at the same time, he didn’t take too long in demanding to be fucked, so I took my trusted lube and condoms out of my bag, rubbered up, oiled up both my cock and his ass, and then gently proceeded to enter his willing hole.
At first, he winced and let out pained moans, but he soon got into his stride and it wasn’t too long until he was vigorously pushing himself backwards into my thrusting cock moaning, gyrating and being very vocal (as was I).
We had a real steady rhythm going and were working up a good sweat when Kane excitedly announced that he was going to cum imminently, so I withdrew, dropped to my knees and told him to turn to round and shoot his load over my face.
Rope after rope of creamy spunk erupted from his dick into my face as he wanked himself into ecstasy, moaning loudly at the same time. He came hard and his cum hot me with some force!
I cleaned him up in my mouth as he twitched and moaned even more, as I milked every last drop out of cum out of that engorged mushroom head.
Kane then sat on the floor, panting and out of breath, but he wasn’t done yet! He demanded me to take the condom off, which I did (and disposed of), and started sucking my still hard dick.
He also wanked me, flip-flopping this with the sucking, and it was heavenly.
It didn’t take too long to reach the point of no return and Kane wanked me into seventh heaven whilst I panted and moaned. I came almost as hard as Kane and my hot jizz festooned his face and chest. He was loving it, as was I.
We were both spent and worn out, so I sat next to Kane on the kitchen floor where we cum kissed, cleaned each other up and then kissed some more before necking the well-earned bottles of beer.
More to follow…