I sent Steven my phone number. We had been messaging through an app allowing some anonymity. It seemed dumb now that we had met. I know that most of our time that night was spent either with my dick in his mouth or his in mine. Still it was time to stop worrying about who would find out and if I could trust him. Moments later his text displayed on my phone. He was at work but could call tonight. I thanked him. Our encounter was eye opening to say the least.
Leading up to that night I was getting nervous anticipating the call. When I got home I grabbed a beer from the fridge and took a seat at the table. The microbrew hit the spot and I grabbed another. I moved to the couch when I took the third from the fridge. It settled my nerves enough that I felt comfortable when he called.
"Hello?" I started. I saw his number on the display but still decided to play it cool.
"Hi, this is Steven." His voice calmed me, hushing my overly active nerves. Finally we can talk.
"Glad you called. Are you busy tonight?" Emboldened by the alcohol? Where did that come from? Was I really asking to get together again? How many beers had I had?
"No, I'm free if you want to get together."
"Yeah, I'd like to."
"Cool, I'm on my way now. Be there in a minute." he said.
"Ok, see you soon." I responded. I stood finding I was buzzed, wishing I had one less beer in me. He lived in a neighborhood less than a mile east so he would make it here quickly.
He knocked on the door and I let him in. He looked handsome. I hadn't truly noticed the other night. He brought two sixpacks of the same beer I was drinking. I suggested he sit on the couch and pulled two of the beers out, one for each of us then put the rest in the fridge. We had a nice conversation and got to know each other a bit better. When I retrieved his second beer I sat closer to him turning to face him. I put my hand on his thigh telling him that I really enjoyed meeting him yesterday.
He leaned in and kissed me on the lips. He smiled telling me he enjoyed it too. My heart raced again. I went in to kiss him. Our lips met and I moaned. I felt his tongue probing my lips. I let it in. I played back just letting him touch the tip of mine. He worked for it for a minute then pulled my head closer. I pushed my tongue out to meet his fully. Feeling his goatee on my face while we were kissing added another dimension to the kiss. He is the only person I have kissed that has facial hair. It was erotic and sensual. I don't think it is something I will ever tire of. I wanted our passionate kiss to last forever but the memory of his cock pushing to enter my throat came to me.
He softly pushed me back so I was laying on the couch. I helped him undo my shorts and pull them off. His mouth went straight to my cock. His warm mouth felt magical again. He took my cock in massaging it with his tongue. He rubbed all of the right spots as he slowly moved his head on it. He collected some of his saliva with a finger and put it at my asshole. I moaned and prepared myself mentally for its entrance. He pushed it in just to the first knuckle. It really got to me. I wanted to fuck his mouth while riding his finger. He pulled his mouth off me while pushing his finger in further. He took the lube from the coffee table and added some to his fingers and my entrance. He started using his finger to fuck my ass. Soon he added a second finger and fucked me some more. I jumped when he added the third and fourth fingers at the same time. It was a lot to adjust to. He could see I was having difficulties handling it so he put his mouth back on my cock. His mouth was the perfect distraction from being stretched out. He started bobbing on my cock while fucking my ass with with his fingers. Soon my ass had adjusted enough that I could really concentrate on enjoying his mouth. His tongue was working my cock from the bottom to the head and he was bringing my climax back again.