Chapter 2 – The Next Day
The next morning, Joe left early for work and I didn't have an appointment until late in the day. So, I lounged around, looking at his DVD collection. In a small box, I found his porn stash. It was a nice selection of compilation DVD's. About twenty in all, most were straight cum shot movies, but there were four bi movies. All were the four hour variety and featured two guys and one girl. Under these four were two gay movies, both the twink type, that were also the four hour variety. This made me feel a lot better about the night before. I was concerned this morning that perhaps he really hadn't wanted what happened the night before to happen, but now I was much more sure that he had. Now the question was, how much further could I go.
After browsing through the movies, I picked one of the bi DVD's and put it in his big screen. Then I went to his desktop at the back of the living room and decided to search a few of my favorite sites. Of course, I checked his favorites folder and found that he had folder marked 'mine', so I opened it up and found dozens of porn sites. Like the movies, most were straight, but there were a number of gay and bi sites. He also had Literotica saved, on of my favorites too. I read a few letters, while trying to keep up with the video, then moved on to another of his sites. I decided to right click on something and save it, just to see where his saved files went. I lucked out and the image was preparing to be saved to a specific folder under his 'my documents'. Instead of saving the pictures, I went to the folder and opened it up. There were numerous subfolders, all with a letter for a name. The 'G' folder held what I had assumed, more than 500 gay images. Some were solo, some were couples, a few gangbangs and a few bondage. The folder marked 'T' was full of Trannies and cross-dressers. He also had a number of stories downloaded in the 'S' file, almost all were gay, tranny and cross-dressers, except for about a dozen that had cum eating in the title.
Of course, at this point I was extremely horny. I was sitting naked at his desk, looking at porn on the PC screen, watching two young guys in a sixty nine with a very hot redhead banging the guy on top with a strapon, so I couldn't help but begin to stroke my cock. Precum was already leaking out and running down onto his leather desk chair. As I stroked with one hand, I clicked with the other. Opening the 'P' folder and expecting to find pussy pictures, I was shocked to see that it actually contained 'personal' pictures. Most of which were of Joe in various stages of undress and with various stages of an erection. Then there were a number of him cumming, his body coated in his juices. These were followed by a number of pictures of him eating his own cum from his hands. Then, I found a number of him in various styles thongs, jocks, see-through underwear and to my surprise, a number of him in pantyhose and stockings. He was various poses, in most, his cock was extremely hard and shiny on the tip. All in all, he had more than two hundred pictures of himself. I counted forty pictures with him in hose or stockings. I had never pictured him to be the cross-dressing type. Then again, I have a huge hose fetish myself.
These pictures, along with the movie and my steady stroking brought me to a very explosive orgasm, my cum shooting out of my cock and hitting me mid chest and running back down my stomach to my emptying balls. I scooped up my cum and drank it all down, something that I rarely do, but the images of Joe eating his cum had inspired me.
After I recovered, I shut down the computer and the movie and headed to the shower. After my shower, I called Joe to see if we could get together for lunch, but he wasn't in the area I needed to be in.
I then asked, "So, we okay about last night?"
After a brief silence, he replied, "Sure, what did you think?"
"I just wanted to make sure that you were not going to be weird about it later. I mean, you do want to play some more tonight don't you?"
Again, silence, then, "Well, I'm not sure, maybe we can do what we did last night again, but I don't know about the other."
I knew he was eluding to the 'my fucking him' comment from the night before. I waited a second, then said, "No problem, anything you want to do will be fine, I don't want to rush you into something that you don't want to do."
"Cool, then I should be in around six," he concluded.
After I hung up, I found his stash of stockings under his underwear. I made note of the size and decided I might have the upper hand here and could play on his weakness. I then dressed and headed out for my meeting.
Once my meeting was done, around three, I drove over to the adult area of Dallas, found an adult bookstore and went in for a few items that might 'loosen' him up some. I bought a three pack of assorted butt-plugs, a dozen condoms, anal lube and a six inch vibrating cock. As I thought about his hose fetish, I decided that maybe a new pair or two might turn him on, so I then stopped by a department store and bought three pairs of pantyhose, one that was silver and very shiny, one that was hot pink and one that was bright blue.
I arrived back at his house around five, took a second shower, shaving my cock and balls so that they were completely smooth. After drying off, I decided to stay naked, up the stakes a bit I thought. I then took the medium butt plug, slicked it up with a little body oil and slid it into my ass. The plug was a perfect size, only about four inches long, one and half inches wide at the base, before slimming down to the stem, which was almost two inches long, then the wide flat bottom. The other two were similar in shape, the small one being only about three quarters of an inch around at the base, the larger two and one half inches. I liked the feel of the plug as I walked around his house and the long stem insured that it would stay in place.
Just after six, Joe called to say he was on his way and would be there in just a few minutes. I decided it was time to test him out. "Hey, if you want to play, once you pull in the garage, strip naked and walk in with nothing on," I suggested.
There was that silence again, "well, what will you be wearing?" he asked.
I grinned to myself, "I'm already naked and will be either way, so if you come in naked we'll match."
"I'll think about it," he said, "I'm pulling up now."
I heard the garage door open, then the truck pull in. Then the door closed. There was a long delay before I heard the door to the kitchen open, I guess he was trying to decide what to do.
I yelled over the back of the couch, "bring me another beer on your way in."
