Continuation form part one
For me the build-up makes the climax, hence here we are part two and we've still got our clothes on!!
We stopped at the bed; he pulled me close putting his hand on my cheek.
"Now you are sure?" he whispered gently, his eyes fixed on mine.
"God yes Mike," I replied running my hand over his chest and reaching up to kiss him. Again our lips met, they were soft but firmer than a woman's, I could feel his stubble and taste the whiskey as our tongues entwined, my heart pounding with our passion ever growing.
He held me firmly as we kissed, then his hands began to move: over my shoulders; down the small of my back, then gently over my butt ...and then tighter. I could tell, from him rubbing against me, that he was just as excited as I was. Jeez, I was near fit to burst, my cock stiff and straining against my jeans.
I let my hands rub against his chest then down to his stomach. Now I should have been nervous, tentative even, and maybe it was the alcohol or maybe something else but any inhibitions were seemingly gone. Down my hand went, rubbing the front of his trousers, rubbing what was clearly a very aroused cock.
"You want?" muttered Mike breaking off from our kiss.
"Please," I found myself saying. "I want!"
This was a cue for Mike to slip his hands inside my shirt and start pulling it eagerly over my head. Obediently I lifted my arms in the air allowing him to take it off leaving me topless.
"Mmmm, nice," he said as he started kissing my neck and rub his hands over my now bare chest. I shuddered with excitement at his touch.
"Yes, Mike," I called out every sense it seemed turned up to the max.
He then started unbuttoning his own shirt, his eyes fixed on me as he slowly and deliberately undid each button, teasing me, letting the anticipation build. The what a site! His chest was broad. I found myself uncontrollably rubbing it once more, feeling how manly it felt.
"You are some hunk," I said excitedly as I give in to lust and kissed him with what could only be described as animal passion.
Our hands were now all over each other, I couldn't believe how he felt: firm, hairy and masculine and how good it was. He reached down and began loosening his belt. My heart skipped a beat and without stopping for breath I proceeded to do the same and in undue haste there we were... naked before each other and both clearly very excited.
I couldn't believe what I was doing, what I was looking at. I had never so much as seen another man's cock erect before, but there was his in front of me, a seven-inch monster, gleaming with pre-cum. I couldn't resist. I took it in my hands, it felt so big and warm. I was turned-on more, it seemed, than I had ever been turned-on before.
"Do you like?" Mike asked smiling that smile.
"Oh yes," I said, "I like."
We kissed again, me still feeling his cock then cradling his balls. He being the attentive lover then started stroking me. Now of course I have had my cock played with before but this seemed different somehow; he knew what felt really good. He rubbed his hand slowly up and down my shaft, slightly twisting at the same time causing intense feelings of pleasure, so much so that my legs buckled slightly.
"I think you better lie down," he said, carefully laying me on the bed. I opened my arms inviting him into my grasp. Instinctively he read my mind, our lips once more became firmly locked as our now naked bodies pressed against each other. I could feel him, all man pressing against me; his hairy chest on mine, his large cock pressing against my slightly smaller one. Both were very hard, ( I couldn't remember mine ever being harder) and both oozed what seemed like, rivers of pre-cum.
