The sweet young man from the orgy, that worked at the gas station was Greg. With Greg, Anthony discovered a different, more playful style of lovemaking.
Greg was blessed with a lithe and flexible physique. As Anthony had noticed when they had coupled in the aftermath of the orgy, Greg's body was clean shaven. It appeared that body hair wasn't overly abundant in the first place, but his pubic region was erotically and youthfully smooth. And a stunningly perfect asshole. That he loved to show off. Because he very much liked to have things like fingers and cocks, and other objects, stuck into it.
They arranged a "play date" when Anthony stopped by to gas up his Corvette. Greg gave him the address, and told him he looked forward to it.
As instructed, Anthony parked around the corner from Greg's rental space, and used the walk and outside stairs that were on the opposite side of the garage from the house. Anthony noted that the trees along the walkway provided an extra level of privacy. Greg had chosen his accommodations well.
Anthony climbed the stairs and knocked gently. Greg let him in, wearing a short silk kimono. The kimono fell to the floor as soon as the door closed behind Anthony. Greg's tanned body was as perfect and sensual as Anthony had remembered. "Get undressed and join me." was tossed most casually as he walked towards the back of the apartment.
It was a simple space. A kitchen area to the left, sofa and lounge chair to the right, with a TV in the corner. Two big windows, with the shades drawn.
A small bathroom with a shower stall took up a third of the back half of the space, which was the same square footage as the two-car garage below. Privacy for the bedroom was provided by a curtain drawn across on a taut clothesline cable. Greg had added some decorative touches that gave it a homey feel.
The bedroom, with an old-fashioned steel-frame double bed and an armoire, had a sexy vibe to it.
Greg strode, almost sashayed, to the bed, letting Anthony admire his long legs and firm ass. He stopped at the foot and turned, showing off his now rock-hard cock.
"Hurry up sweety. I've been thinking about that big cock of yours all day."
Anthony unbuttoned his shirt as he crossed the room. Tossed it on the floor. Kicked off his beach shoes. No socks. He stood close to Greg, unbuttoned his pants, and let them drop. As they kissed, their cocks touched. It was electric.
Greg drew them to the bed. Anthony let him lead. They ended up sitting cross-legged and close, They kissed some more, and Greg lubed their cocks liberally.
"Tell me the kinds of things you like, Anthony. Then I'll tell you. I'll bet that kind of thing turns you on, doesn't it?"
"Oh yeah." Anthony licked his lips. "Well, I like to fuck guys, obviously." His breath caught, as Greg began to slowly jack him off. "I really like to suck cocks. I love it when a cock squirts in my mouth."
Greg leaned in close. "Do you swallow?"
"Sometimes." They were both speaking in coarse whispers. "And sometimes I like to let it dribble down my chin. Especially if the other guy likes to lick it." Another kiss, tongues dancing.
"You like to get fucked, too, don't you? I watched you getting fucked at that party, and you love it."
A smile. "Oh, yeah. I love a nice thick cock in my ass, with a hot guy attached to it. The absolute best way to cum is with a big cock shoved up in my asshole. I love it!"
"Oh, I could tell. And you fuck really good, too. You fucked me really nice."
By this time, their foreheads were pressed together. Each had an arm over the other's shoulder, and was slowly jacking the other off.
"What do you like?"
"Oh, I like to feel cum squirting in my mouth, too. I don't suck cock very well, because I like it better when a guy jacks off into my mouth. And I love to kiss when we've got cum in our mouths. I love it. My favorite thing is the play with my asshole. I love sticking fingers in it, and toys, and especially cocks. Do you like toys?"
"I've played with toys. Yes."
"Oh, good. We'll have a dildo night some night."
Greg shifted so that the two men were more scissored. Now their scrotums and ball sacs were pressed together. Greg took Anthony's free hand and poured some lube on to his fingers.
"Touch my asshole. Stick your fingers in me."
Anthony didn't have to be coerced. First he rubbed the area around the opening, then he slid a finger in. Greg said "More. Two fingers." His smile showed that he liked it. "Do you like my asshole?"
"Oh yeah. It's perfect. It's an asshole that looks like it likes cocks."
"Uh huh. Cocks and cum. Now, here's how I want you to cum. When you're ready to cum, just slide it in me and squirt. Then you can make me cum however you want. You know what I'd really like, too?"
"What's that?"
Greg pulled Anthony close and whispered right in his ear. "Will you lick my asshole after you cum in it, so you can taste your own cum inside me?"
"Oh, God!" said Anthony. "Yes. I want to lick your asshole, then suck the cum out of your cock. Then we can kiss, and start over."
"Yes! We can kiss, and I can taste my cum on your tongue. And we'll get hard and do it again!"
A minute later Anthony said "I'm gonna cum!"
Greg lifted his hips and guided Anthony's shaft to his hole. The look of ecstasy on Greg's face as he slid his sheath down Anthony's raging cock pushed him over the edge and he gasped as his cock pumped squirt after squirt of hot jizz into his lover's hole.
