Jim and his current girlfriend, Lori, were picking me up at the airport that evening and as I walked toward them in the Phoenix terminal I think I fell in love all over again. Time had been good to Jim. He was still all beefy muscle with a wide chest and slim hips, a crew cut head and a killer grin. He was dressed in a t-shirt and snug jeans and I'm sure that my gaze lingered on his bulging crotch a little too long because when I looked up, he was smiling and his eyes were sparkling slyly as he said, "Just like old times."
He introduced Lori, who I barely even took in because I was so overcome by the sheer force of being back in Jim's presence. He had been my secret crush all through high school and now, in our mid-fifties, we were meeting again. Through both of his divorces and his stint in the Marines, we'd stayed in touch but never gotten together.
They drove me to their condo to spend the rest of the evening eating, drinking and reminiscing. Their living room featured a huge L-shaped sectional and we spread out on it and got comfortable.
As he poured our first glasses he said, "Wine is Lori's favorite drink. We have to make sure that she doesn't overdo it." but then, strangely, I noticed that he kept refilling her glass to the point that she was soon shitfaced.
He and I just sipped our drinks, the tension building. Eventually, we all fell asleep (or passed out) right there on the sofa.
I don't how long we'd all been asleep when something jostled me awake. I'd fallen asleep with my head in the corner of the L of the sectional so when I opened my eyes, I was looking directly along the other length of the sofa. And what a sight to wake up to!
Jim was lying on his back, now totally nude, head thrown back and legs spread wide, his right hand pumping away on his upright cock.
From where I lay, I had a clear view up between his legs and through half closed eyes I took in the vision of his delicious looking cock, the head covered in precum,, his big balls bouncing with every stroke and I could even see his hairless hole clenching with pleasure. My cock was as hard as a brick as I lay there watching and regretting never having made a move on him in all of these years but I still pretended to be asleep.
After a few more pumps, Jim stood up. Lori let out a snore and I pretended that I was still asleep but through my slit eyes I watched as he gave his upright cock a few tugs while looking at me. His cock was beautiful and this was the first time I seen it hard. Rising out of a big floppy ball sac and fatter at the base, it was a good seven inches that tapered up to a pointed head...perfect for opening a tight asshole! He stared at me for a few minutes while stroking his cock, then turned and padded bare assed down the hall and a few seconds later, I heard the shower turn on.
My own cock was so stiff that it hurt and I wasn't sure what to do. I lay there a few minutes, then thought "Fuck it" and got up and followed him down the hall. I could always say that I needed a piss after all of the wine we drank.
The bathroom door stood open and directly across the room, the glass doors to the walk in shower were open, too. Jim stood with his back to me under the nozzle with water pouring over his muscular smooth body and I stood watching in the doorway as he lathered up and then his hands came behind him to soap his firm ass, one hand lingering as he slowly soaped his crack.
"You always were a peeper, buddy" he said, and then looked over his shoulder at me with a sly grin. "You were always stealing looks at me in the showers at school. You must have liked what you saw."
"You were always a hot guy." I said. "You still are."
I was hypnotized watching him slowly lathering his buns and his hand sliding in and out of his ass crack. He turned around to rinse his ass and I saw that his cock was still hard and pointing at the ceiling.
"Worst thing about that Viagra," he said "is that once I've got a hard on, I've got it for a couple of hours. I was hoping Lori would be in the mood for some dick but she's out for the count."
He reached down and grasped his cock and bent it forward and let go so that it slapped back against his belly. Then he started playing with his big hairless balls
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"Judging by that tent in your pants, I'd say you're sporting a pretty solid boner too, so I don't need to feel embarrassed about mine. You're welcome to the shower next."
He turned off the water, then stepped out of the stall and stood drying himself while he watched me strip. I've kept myself in good shape, too, swimming every day so that I'm still almost as slim as our high school days. My cock was still so hard it was ready to burst and when I dropped my pants, he looked down at my crotch, then wrapped his hand around my hard on and said, "That a good looking piece of meat you're sporting. No Viagra for you to keep it hard!"
I almost passed out as he ran a thumb over my leaking piss slit, then jacked my cock slowly up and down a few times and said, "Buddy, I need a real favor. When I was in the Marines, you knew you were a badass from day one, nothing could change that. And, if there was no pussy available, you didn't hesitate to help a buddy out by letting him use your hole to get a load off. It was just part of the routine; no one thought anything of it."
He let go of my cock, then turned around and stood straddling the toilet bowl with his bent arms resting on the tank. His smooth muscular ass was in front of me spread wide.
"It's been years since I've had a cock in my hole and I've been craving the feeling. You think you could be a real pal and throw an old buddy a good solid ass fuck for old time's sake?"
I thought I must still be dreaming or had died and gone to heaven in my sleep.
