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Love, Part 2
by Oldald
I gently kissed his neck and moved around so my lips were under his ear. I could pull on his earlobe and lick his neck--gently, very gently. Jim moaned as he could feel my love not only in the crack of his ass, but also from my lips and tongue. I moved my body so I could feel his tiny little ass hole and pushed my hard wet penis against him. Jim was fully awake now and had already returned my kisses--deep throaty kisses--wet kisses--love kisses. I tried to enter Jim, but needed some moisture, some lubricant, and some slippery help. Jim directed me to the KY and insisted that I hurry. I rubbed myself with the lube and bent over to put some in Jimbo’s ‘lil hole--up far enough so no pain would be felt.
Once there I could not resist kissing and licking his sweet crack, licking closer and closer to his hole, until finally I was there--still tasting him--still feeling his warmth through the deep musky smell of him and enjoying myself immensely. His taste was good, very good and my tongue was driving him wild. He loved it so much that I continued into his asshole with my prying, seeking tongue. He was delicious. I loved the taste and feel of him--up and down--in and out--UMMMMM so nice--so very, very nice. I really enjoyed tongue fucking him and I know Jim liked it--his squirming and moaning told me. UMMMM good.
It was my time. My cock was soaking wet as I entered his sweet asshole--slowly, very slowly. About two inches in, I stopped and we kissed. Jim was facing me, his legs upon my shoulders and his hot cock against me--me with my cock going into his ass—for the first time. It hurts at first, just for a bit and THEN feels SOOOO GOOOOD --UMMMM.
I was all the way in and Jim had a little pain, but said he wanted a little more--just a little more. My five and a half inches could only respond by backing up and re-entering. Once Jim moaned - twice - again he moaned and I could feel his muscle squeezing me - squeezing harder with each of my thrusts - UMMMMM we were both enjoying each other’s heavenly bodies - we were in love and loving each other. I came in him. My CUM went deep inside of him and he could feel its warmth - I moaned with each of my spurts - moaned in deep pleasure - total enjoyment - TOTAL.
I withdrew kissing Jim hard upon his mouth , my cock limp from his pleasure - licking the far corners of his mouth - both of us tasting each other from our pleasures - Yes - we were lovers. Secret lovers to most ..... but intense lovers to each other.
I dressed and had to leave, as Jim lay in the bed - naked with his penis about half hard. MMMM I loved that beautiful thing ... wished I could suck it all day We were both on second shift 12-9 PM so time was not important. “See ya buddy,” I said, “See ya at work.”
Jim hollered back, "Kiss me and my buddy goodbye first” and of course I did. First his lips - than his gorgeous cock MMMMMMMMM I loved both of them - all of him.
Our wives were due home that afternoon and we both looked forward to seeing them.
Yeah we missed them; you can love more than one person you know. We had a poker club party at my house on Saturday and those were always fun. We met every other week at each other’s houses and played cards, ate, drank and had a great time. There were six of us four white guys and two black guys from the store - my wife would fix a platter of lunchmeat and we would play. I'll tell you about our card party next - so look for me!
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