He looked surprised, "Sure. Ha, keep me on my toes, I like that!"
I took the lather off his hand and he turned his back to me putting one foot up on the edge of the tub. I carefully spread lather on both his cheeks; felt a few stubbly spots there. I leaned over a tad to swipe the razor around the curve of his glutes. There wasn't much stubble on his cheeks. I rinsed him off, running both hands over his glutes; he was turned back looking over his shoulder at me. He lifted his leg higher on the edge of the tub and arched his ass out. My balls were full and my cock was pulsing slightly. I knelt down and put lather behind his balls and right onto his ass. There were a few hairs and stubble under my thumb. J slid one hand under his balls and lifted them for me. I did a couple of passes behind his balls. He took his cock in his other hand and rotated the head under his thumb. His thighs went firm. I gently scraped his ass free of the few hairs. As I rinsed him and felt him closely, a grunt from J punctuated each smooth pass I made running from his balls to his ass. He turned around and said, "Check the rest of me for stubble." His cock swung right in front of my face as I knelt in the shower.
I ran my hands over his legs, thighs and butt, no hair. I did his chest and pits, he needed a razor pass on his right arm pit. I ran my hands down his pecs and abs. Standing toe to toe, our cocks bumping our bodies; I checked his pubes and balls again. There were a couple of stubbly spots on the base of his cock. I lathered him up and got them. As I rinsed him I kept stroking his cock; he took mine in hand and for a couple minutes we just jacked each other. He said, "Your turn," when my breathing got jumpy. He turned me around and I lifted my leg onto the tub's rim.
He knelt like I had and applied lather to behind my balls. When he passed over my ass with his fingers, my whole body flexed, arched, like a cat. Wide eyed I looked over my shoulder at him. His sideways smile and wink settled me down. As he shaved behind my balls the weighty ache of blue balls got hot and heavy to where it felt my knees were gonna give out. His thumb did a couple of circles around my hole. I grunted and lost my breath. He did a couple of quick swipes and rinsed me clean. He kept running his hands over my lower back, cheeks and ass. He reached under me and pulled my cock and balls faster and faster. I got lost. When his thumb zeroed in on my hole and did those little circles, I jerked on my toes. He stopped.
I turned around ready for anything, ready to shoot. I caught his smile. He grabbed me into a bear hug and for a long moment just held me still. I tried to hump against him; he shushed me in my ear. His cock was almost on my chest, mine was pressed against his thigh, bumping up to his belly button. I caught my breath. I don't remember him turning off the water, but started to shiver a bit. We dried off. I was almost bow legged with ache in my balls and ass. He led us into his bedroom.
To my surprise we lay and talked for almost two hours, not touching ourselves or each other. In that time he asked me to detail all my sexual experience; he did the same. He also explained how he makes agreements about sex. How he is 100% bisexual. He told me how he and Jess and D play together and what I could expect. I told him I liked him being in control and would live up to any agreements we made. At the end he kissed me for he first time. Just a kiss but it was real and meant something.
I was deeply relaxed. It was just about 8:30. J got up to piss. When he came back he said, "Lay back," and reached for a bottle of almond oil, "it's important to moisturize!" His silly grin and fake TV announcer voice cracked me up. He gently rubbed oil into my chest and abs, then my legs and arms. "Flip over." He deeply massaged my shoulders and back. The best part is when he got to my glutes he didn't hesitate but openly included my ass and balls. I got hard quickly and was squirming under his hands. He was kneeling between my legs. He put both of his hands up under my thighs and lifted my ass into the air. I blushed; it seemed to travel up my face then over and down my back to add to the heat in my groin. He pulled my cock back and with extra oil covered every inch of my pubes, cock, balls and hole. He stroked me; he brought me hard up to the edge of coming again. With a laugh he lay back on his bed and said, "Now do me."
He was leaning back on his elbows, legs spread bent at the knees. His cock lay straight up to his navel. I lightly oiled his chest, shoulders and arms. Got his thighs and calves where he sat. He stretched forward onto his belly. As I moved between his spread legs, I saw the top of his cock pointing out from under his right hip. I retuned the favor and actually gave him a shoulder and back massage. My cock bumped and rubbed against his thighs and butt cheeks a lot. I left a warm trail of precum on his thigh when I reached over for more oil.
J drew his knees up and wide so his ass was up, his cock hard and swinging free under him. "Play with me dude," was all he said. I got his cock in one hand and his balls in the other, found a rhythm of tugging his cock and rolling his balls. I put my thumb on his hole and he looked me in the eye, I made the little circles like he did on mine. He moaned and bit his lip.
J flipped over, resting on his elbows, I was sitting on my knees cock dripping on the sheets. He moved so I was right between his legs. He sat forward, holding my chin in one hand he said, "I want you to make me come. Then I'll make you come, ok? Hands only and do what I say. I'll take your directions when it's your turn. You gotta tell me though what you want, alright?"
I nodded and said, "Alright. What do you want me to do for you?"
"Jack me like you were, two hands, roll my balls like that, thumb my ass a little....for now...."
I poured a good drop of oil on my hands and stroked down his cock with both hands, got his balls up in my left hand and slipped my thumb in circles on his hole. His deep sigh told me I'd started off good. After a couple of minutes he took my chin again, "Look at me, see me getting pleasure. Don't go away," that made my guts shake a bit. It sounded scary. But he held my eye and I could see him smile and his eyes take me in. I held his look the rest of the time. He started to hip thrust into my right fist, grunting a bit whenever my palm slid over the head of his cock. He rose up from his elbows to his hands curled his feet under him knees bent, his biceps flexed and swelled with the effort of hip fucking my fist.
He dropped some more oil on my left hand, "Let you finger slide in my ass a little, just the tip..." that quirky smile again. I shifted my grip on his balls and my middle finger easily found itself just inside his ass. His voice dropped deeper in his next moan. He began to fuck my fist with his cock and ride my finger tip. The whole time I felt his gaze holding me close. We started to sweat a little. J was making noise, grunt and moan, thrusting brought gasping breaths. My arm was getting a work out. He pushed down deeper on my finger. I felt a hot hard spot in there, "oh yeah, there it is..." J's gasp got deeper still, "more lube in there, spit on your fingers." I dropped a wet spit on my middle finger. On three deep fuck thrusts, three deep 'uhs' from J's chest then, "two finger tips, now!" I let another finger angle in to his hot hole. "Curl your tips up a bit...yesss!" He seemed to stop breathing and flew into a rapid up and down. "You're gonna make me come....ffuuuuccckkk!" He growled and came.
Looking him in the eye I saw it all: the rolling clench of muscles that led to the first huge come shot that landed on his left cheek and collar bones, the second big one that flew past my ear and landed with a hot splat on my right shoulder blade. The third, fourth and fifth that covered my right pec, forearm and thigh, and his left thigh. He kept thrusting fuck my fist and riding my fingers. A long hard clench and he pushed my hand off his cock; my fingers felt heat surrounding them in his hole. He grabbed me by the back of the neck and hot and sloppy kissed me. He was shaking and flexing in after throes.
He swept up the oil in one hand and keeping a hold of the back of my neck foreheads touching grinned, "I'm sooo gonna make you come, Z!!"
He pushed me pack onto my elbows. He poured oil all over my abs so it dripped down, "You gotta tell me what you want."
"Make me come, dude. I'm close right now. Grab my cock; let me fuck your grip...." As soon as he did a thick stream of precum covered the back of his hand. He wiped it onto his other fingers swirling this on my hole, the slickest I ever felt there. I'd never asked for this, I'd played with my own ass a bit, it felt good, but I didn't know what I was doing. I asked: "please make me come just like I did you, fist my cock, and finger my ass." My ears burned and for a sec I closed my eyes, but opened them right away. I looked at him. The challenge in his eyes drove me to try and open my gaze like he had. I must have succeeded because he leaned over touched foreheads and said, "There you are buddy."
I was thrusting up into his fist, sweat was dripping down my back off my hair and I pushed myself up off my elbows into a better fuck thrust position. His finger found the hard button in my ass. Another thick precum oozed onto his hand, which he worked back into the head of my cock. I became a growler. I could feel his second finger touching my hole on the down push, "two fingers... please. I want this..." He was inside of me. He was radiating heat between my legs; his cock hadn't gone soft. I rode faster and faster.
J said, "Make noise, come for me, make a show, like everyone you're hot for, like everyone who's noticed you, is watching you right now...come for me stud...."
I came. Everywhere. I mean everywhere. We both had some in our hair. J slid up my body his fingers still in my ass which twitched and felt hotter than ever. He lay on top of me; I spasmed under him again and again. When his finger came out; I came again a little, and leaned up and drew him into a kiss that we explored while he began to rock on top of me, drawing out the aftershocks.
Finally we were both still. He grabbed a towel from his nightstand and mopped us up. "I want you to stay the night, ok?" It wasn't too late but I was ready to do nothing.
