He unbuttoned his shirt, slowly revealing more thick silver hair. My eyes drinking in the view. He carefully set the shirt aside, taking his time. Sitting down on the side of the bed, he ran his free hand across his chest, getting lost in the fur. Pausing on his own dark round nipples, playing with them until they were stiff and pointy like mine, then returned his hand to his silver forest of hair. "You want to feel it, don't you" he said while looking down at his chest. "Run your fingers through it. Kiss it. Touch it with your cheek."
I nodded in agreement. I wanted so badly to lean forward and find those sweet nipples with my tongue and lips as I buried my head in his furry masculine chest. My cock grew harder and my balls fuller just at the thought. The y-front opening seemed to constrict even more around the base, tightening its grip.
Raj took my cock in his hand, methodically stroking it. Long slow satisfying strokes, followed by a gentle caress of the head, then quick short strokes that made my balls jiggle against the briefs. I looked closely at his face, looking for similarities with Pete, imaging him in his younger years, and how handsome he must have been. Wondering if his cock was long and thin like Pete's. My cock responded to his touch, as he kept stroking me, varying the technique, keeping me guessing, while I lay there, restrained.
Suddenly he let go of my cock, resting it against my stomach.
"Please, don't stop." I pleaded.
He smiled. "Sometimes I think not getting what you want can heighten the pleasure. It makes you want it even more. Don't you think?" My cock agreed, lying there, undeniably wanting further attention.
My mind thought of Howard, of watching him, his ass and the sexy outline of his underwear. How I desperately wanted him, but couldn't have him. How he continuously teased me with his stories of sexual adventure and skimpy bikinis under those tight pants. Then how exquisitely satisfying it was when it finally did happen.
"Here, I have only been thinking of myself." Raj said. "Let me fix that." He stood up, unbuckling his belt. I was eager to see what he had hidden underneath. He turned away from me and I got my first glimpse of his hairy back, not as dense as his chest but nicely covered. As his pants descended, a thin white cotton bikini came into view, sexy and nicely proportioned across his handsome brown ass. Trails of silver fur running up the inside of his legs and disappearing under his bikini. His crack, a long dark shadow under the thin fabric. I imagined his hole to be dark as well and surrounded by swirling fur. I desperately wanted to explore it. Running my tongue over his hole, probing it, caressing the lips, gently slipping inside, pulling out and pushing back in again. My cock tightening and rising up off my stomach at the thought.
Once Raj had taken his pants off, folded them, and set them aside, he turned facing me. The thin white cotton of the bikini held his package nicely, with just the tiniest strip of fabric connecting the front and back. Tufts of silver and dark pubic hair spilled out the sides near his low hanging balls. The nicely shaped shaft tilted up and to the left, firm and perfectly proportioned, with no visible outline of a head. I imagined it must be covered by a generous amount of soft foreskin. Oh how I wanted to work that beautiful bulge with my lips and mouth until it was hard and wet from spit and precum. If it weren't for the restraints, my mouth would be down there right now nibbling on that cock through the transparent fabric, tasting him.
"See anything you like?" He asked, as he moved closer to the bed, his sensuous package just inches from my face. The thin fabric clinging against the curves of his cock and balls, and the escaping tufts of hair peeking out the top and sides. I couldn't look away.
"Oh yes, fuck yes."
"I thought you might" Raj replied, staying just out of reach, denying me, while taking my painfully stiff cock in his hand once again, stroking gently.
"His name was Adam. He happened to stay at the motel one night while traveling for his job, and returned on a regular basis. We got to know each other, became friends, and eventually I told him about Room 101. He was intrigued. I matched him up with a young woman for sex, traditional, nothing out of the ordinary. It was maybe the second or third time after that that he came to me with a specific request. He wanted me to be in the room while he had sex, to watch him perform. He said it would excite him, to have me there, watching him."
"I had a personal rule, not to participate in anything that happened in this room. Keep my distance and not get involved. For years, I had lived by that rule. For Adam, I broke that rule. The thought of watching him excited me tremendously. I wanted to be there, to see it, especially to see him. I knew while watching him, my own cock would grow hard and strain against my clothes, obvious to everyone. I was sure he knew it would happen, wanted it to happen, and that would be part of the excitement for him, knowing how much he turned me on."
As Raj told his story, I squirmed on the bed, moving my hips in rhythm to the stroking of my cock, increasing the sensation. My mind was racing, recalling the thrill of performing with Howard in front of Pete, and Pete's swollen cock. And I imagined Raj and Adam in this very room, years ago, the sexual tension building, and what must have finally happened. It was all becoming too much.
"I knew the girl. She was very nice, and very good looking. She had performed in front of others before. I watched while they kissed. Wanting to feel his lips against mine. They slowly removed clothes, a blouse, a shirt, a bra. His chest was smooth and muscular, like yours. He worked on her breasts, bent over, his ass in the air, tempting me. My cock had grown hard. Then her pants and underwear. He went down on her. I stayed focused on his handsome, upturned ass. Finally, he removed his pants, exposing his blue Jockey briefs. She moved to lower his briefs so she could free his cock and suck it. Instead he pulled his cock and balls through the opening, leaving the briefs on. He looked me in the eye, smiling with a knowing look. She worked on his exposed cock. Not with the passion I would have used, but it was exciting nonetheless. His cock was beautiful, like the rest of him." He said as he continued to stroke my raging cock. "Like you."
"I was envious, my eyes large and my cock painfully hard. I watched intently but I also imagined myself in her place caressing his chest, cock, and balls with my hands and lips, making Adam moan in delight." His grip tightening on my cock as he spoke. "As she continued to work, instead of focusing on her, his gaze focused on my bulge, measuring it with his eyes. The tension was building, I could tell he was growing eager to enter her. He wasted no time. She was ready as well. He quickly mounted her wearing the blue briefs, his cock and balls sticking out the opening just like yours, while he fucked. His ass, the stretched brief, the pounding rhythm, the swaying balls. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen."
At this point, I was moments away from blowing my load. All of the talk swirling in my head. Erotic visions of cocks and briefs and fucking men combined with the steady stroking of my cock was too much. Raj let go again, my cock settling back down against my stomach. If only I could will it to explode on its own I would. I needed immediate release, desperate to blast my churning load all over me.
"Please!" I managed to blurt out.
"Patience, you must be patient" Raj replied calmly. I glanced down at his crotch, a large wet spot had appeared on his bikini at the tip of his cock. How I wanted to taste the precum. Feel the slickness against my lips and give him the pleasure he deserved.
He gripped my balls, pulling them away from me. Pulling so firmly that my cock raised up off of my stomach. It was painful, but an exquisite pain. Shivers ran through me.
After releasing my balls, Raj turned his attention to the scrap of blue fabric covering the space between my asshole and my balls. Caressing that tender area, as his fingers found their way closer to my twitching hole. I raised my knees, providing better access. He applied increasing pressure. Soon, the thin layer of royal blue fabric was all that was keeping his finger from entering my hungry hole. My cock laying against my stomach, freely drooling precum.
Raj spit onto his fingers. I knew what was coming next and I wanted it. I wanted his fingers inside me, stretching me, opening me, and finding my sweet spot. Pulling aside the fabric, his cool wet fingers found my hole. I twitched from the excitement of initial contact. My hands still restrained, I couldn't have stopped him if I wanted to, and I didn't want to.
Two fingers shot inside, deep, jabbing my prostate. I let out an involuntary yelp. Raj certainly wasn't shy about entering me, he knew I could take it and how bad I wanted it. Slowly he withdrew his fingers, then quickly thrust them back in. I moaned louder with each inward thrust. As he fingered my hole, his hand pulled against my briefs, causing the y-front to constrict around the base of my cock, jerking me in time to the fingering. The wet head flopping around on my stomach, depositing shiny smudges of precum across my belly.
"When he left town after that night, I found the blue briefs, left behind in his room. I'm not sure whether he just forgot them or whether they were a present." Raj said as he continued to finger my hole. "I like to think they were a present. I've kept them all this time."
After a pause, he went on "Each time he came back, I set up another encounter, and I watched again and again. There was always a woman involved, and he made sure she was satisfied, but it seemed like he was performing just for me. He wore Jockey briefs every time, different colors and patterns, they fit his muscular body so nicely. My own cock would be raging hard in my pants while I watched, threatening to explode on its own. He took great pleasure in performing in front of me, exciting me. I believe it excited him even more. After each episode was over I would quickly return to my apartment, masturbating into his blue briefs. The ones you are wearing."
