I got home by teatime on the Sunday. I lay on my bed. God, I was missing Ronnie and the guys. Did that just happen? Did I really take every guy on the course? Was I really drenched in hot spunk? How many times did Ronnie and I come? I thought of Colin and his huge cock. Did I really suck him off several times? Did Mark really take me against the kitchen sink? And Ronnie, well, I really missed him. We were so good together. We had agreed not to come until we met again next Friday and I had been well behaved, much as I wanted to come, I didn't and it wasn't easy. I was sure I had built up loads of sexual energy, just ready to share it with Ronnie.
We did text each other constantly over the week and teased each other about what we were going to do when we met on the Friday. He sent me a picture of his long slender cock and I sent one of mine. I was thicker than Ronnie, not that it mattered and he had a lovely shaped cock head. I went to sleep each night thinking about Ronnie's cock deep in my ass, feeling it stiffen and pulsate as Ronnie fucked me, releasing all that lovely hot spunk in to me. I'll never forget the sensation of warm spunk shooting inside my ass or in my mouth, or indeed all over me, remembering nine men wanking over me as I lay on the kitchen table. Not bad for my first time, I thought. I had never found myself attracted to men before but all changed at the naturist retreat. I could not get enough of men now. It was so natural and free. What a weekend it was.
The week passed so slowly. I couldn't focus on my work. Every time one of the guys at work walked passed me I mentally undressed him. I wondered what their cock was like. God, we were so good together, Ronnie and I. The days dragged and the nights were lonely. Each night I wanked and thought of Ronnie and the guys. Each night I wanked and stopped just in time. I promised Ronnie I wouldn't come and although I was tempted, I was saving it all for Ronnie for Friday night.
Finally, at long last, Friday night arrived. I had taken a change of clothing with me to work so I wouldn't waste any time. As soon as five o'clock came, I was out of there and into the car. Ronnie had a tenement flat in the old part of Edinburgh, not easy to get parked so I left the car at the station and took the train into Waverly and walked up to the Royal Mile. Ronnie's flat was in one of the close's just off the Royal Mile. I had also forgotten it was the Edinburgh festival and the streets were busy with people enjoying themselves. It would be good to see a show, I'll take Ronnie out, I thought.
I was really taken in by the buzz in Edinburgh. Ronnie certainly lived in an interesting part of the city. I saw guys walking hand in hand, carefree and in love with each other. I thought of Ronnie when I saw the two guys walking hand in hand. I remember his firm body holding me, his cock rubbing against my ass. Not long now, I said out loud. I said I'd be there for seven o'clock and I was walking in good time, I'll just make it for seven.
Ronnie lived on the top floor of a very old historic tenement building and it took ages to walk up all the stairs. I stood at Ronnie's door, catching my breath. I hesitated and then knocked. A moment later, Ronnie opened the door and stood there, naked with a familiar rock hard cock. He threw his arms around me and hugged me. God, it was great to see him. I held him close to me, not wanting to let go. His cock was tight up against me. I reached down to squeeze it, noticing the precome on his cock head. I bent down to lick the precome, taking his cock head into my mouth, right there at his front door. He invited me in.
'Strip off and have a shower', he suggested, leading me through to his bedroom. He took my jacket off and unbuttoned my shirt, teasing my sensitive nipples. He undid my belt and dropped my trousers, taking his time to roll down my pants and expose my cock. Despite not having any viagra, I was stiff with excitement. He reached into his drawer and pulled out a packet of Cialis and told me this was a new type of viagra which works after twenty minutes and last for thirty six hours. He passed one over and I swallowed it.
He led me to the shower and turned on the water. He watched me as I showered, casually chatting away to me. I finished showering and he dried me off. I held him tightly, my arms around him and rested my head on his hairy chest. His heart was pumping with excitement. When I was dry, he led me through to the living room and showed me around. I stood at the window, looking down at the crowds of people in the street below.
I turned round and dropped to my knees, gripping Ronnie's cock and wanking it. God, I loved that cock. I pulled his foreskin back and licked his cock head. More precome was oozing out of him and I squeezed each drop of it, savouring the taste. I took his cock head into my mouth and sucked him slowly, each time taking him further and further into my mouth. He rocked his hips in time to the rhythm I was building up. His cock was pulsating in my hand.
He pulled me up and kissed me, tasting his precome in my mouth. I wondered what he was going to do next. He turned me round to face the window and I held the window sill as he spread my legs. God, he was going to fuck me as I looked out the window at all these people below. His cock was rubbing against my ass as I got ready for him to take me. I felt the lube between my legs as he rubbed it in, teasing my ass with a finger getting ready. I pushed my ass towards him and felt his cock head against my asshole. I pushed further as he entered me, meeting his thrust. I could see dancers in the street and a small stage where some actors were entertaining the crowds. It seemed surreal, getting fucked as I looked out the window.
I had no problem taking Ronnie's cock. He was fully in me, right up to the hilt. God it felt nice. Slowly he fucked me with long slow strokes. I could feel his balls hitting against my ass as he thrust into me. His hands were teasing my nipples and he was kissing my neck. We stood like that for ages as he fucked me, enjoying ourselves. Suddenly he moaned loudly and I felt his cock stiffen inside of me. God, he was going to come. A thrill coursed through me at the thought of what was coming next. He jerked as the first spurt of spunk was released from his cock and I felt it inside me. Time and again, he pounded me as he squirted his come inside me. It seemed to last for ages before he stopped. I had a week's worth of hot lovely spunk inside me. We stood there, his cock still inside me, slowly slipping out. A hot stream of spunk ran down my legs as he withdrew. I rubbed it into my balls.
Then Ronnie got on his knees and gripped my cock, wanking me slowly, teasing my cock head with his tongue. I stood there, teasing my nipples with my hands as his head bobbed up and down. He knew exactly what he was doing. Squeezing my cock and balls with his hands, sucking slowly. Shivers of pleasure ran down my back with the excitement. I could feel it building up inside me and tried to stop myself coming. God, I was so close. Ronnie could tell I was close. He licked the tip of my cock, teasing it with his hands while wanking me. I warned him I was so close. I tried to stop myself but Ronnie's mouth was too inviting. Suddenly, my cock exploded and stream after stream of spunk poured out of my cock. Ronnie swallowed as much as he could but there was so much of it. A week's worth of spunk was released as I pumped more and more of it into his mouth. When I was finished, he kissed me and I could taste my spunk. I licked a dribble that was running from Ronnie's mouth. God, it tasted fantastic.