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This Male Model Named Robin
This is a true story.
A friend named Robin was always known as the heartbreaker of the batch. He was tall and around 6 2 and blessed with a body that does not need working out. you know. That typical kind of guy. He had blue eyes and dark hair. He was English-Asian-American but he sure looked like a beautiful Italian. You can never tell he has Asian lineage at all. He was good-looking. Even his armpits look good. Nope I don t have the armpit fetish but I just could not help but agree with my friends that he does have nice arm pits. He was a nice guy and pretty smart as well.
I met Robin in a fashion show. Though I am not as blessed as he is I must admit that I look good as well (I have to hi the gym 5-6 times a day or else ill gain weight in 1 week…wicked!). My father is Japanese and my mother is Venezuelan. A mix I will always be proud of. I am 6 1 and I don t need to sunbathe coz I am gifted with a great tan. I do not have the chiseled face as most models have but I do have this look that I look tough and matured with a resting face and I look very boyish when I smile. I look Asian however people always confuse me for being South American due to my curly dark hair. Usually people really get out of their way to ask what my ethnicity is. Pretty flattering. However if I stand beside Robin I become invisible. He is just a God. People stare at him. Even straight men stare at him.
I never told robin that I am pretty much open to anything. That if ever a guy kisses me…I will kiss him back. If a guy gives me a blow job…man ill return the favor. And if the guy wants me to fuck him…bring it on and i ll do it. However I was only 18 that time and the most that I have done is to jack off with my buddies while we all watch porn. That was about it. However I loved girls more that time. I just thought that I am just loose and I am not way too conservative like most guys. I am a sexual being. That s about it.
So robin and I would hang out. Usually we were always together in fashion shows. For some strange reason we always get chosen due to our opposite looks. Armani likes to have his fashion shows wherein two models do the runway together so people can compare the clothes that he makes. And I think he liked the twins and the contrast looks for his fashion shows. Robin and I were again chosen for his show and we would come out together. It was fun.
Since we travel all the time robin and I became very good friends. But there was this one night I will never forget:
After the fashion show for Armani Robin asked me if I wanted to leave the party (which was held after the show) and hit the hotel (we were flown to Paris that time and we shared the room). He just wanted to rest and avoid the smoke. I was cool about it since I hate smelling like smoke as well. When we got to the hotel room robin took out some beer and started to chill out. We talked and we even discussed about this make up artist name Leah whom we both found hot…even hotter than those models. After 8-9 booze he got tipsy and started being emotional. Yup you got it right. Emotional. He started telling his anger about his mom and all that shit and he began crying. I found that weird coz it was the first time I saw him cry. I mean it is usual that he get emotional when we get drunk but it was just new for me to see him cry. I was sitting on the pillows of the bed and went to him and pat his head as he cried sitting on the carpet floor.
And then he stood up. He could not keep balance so I assisted h I am. He wanted to pee. I was like…ok. So I walked him to the bathroom. He asked me to open his zipper. I was like…ok. So I did. I only had 4 booze so I was all okay even when the beer was pretty strong. So he peed while I turned my head. He started to clam down and asked me why I am turning my head away. I jokingly said man I don t want to see your little wiener pee bro! and we both laughed. He didn t unzip himself and asked me to walk him back to the bed. So I did. He crashed on his bed with his dick all hanging and I did all my best not to look. And then he started to take off his shirt and everything that he has worn. He mumbled man I just want to fucking sleep. Our fucking call time is 11am tom! so I said ok bro. go to sleep.
I was surprised to see him all naked. I actually liked it. So I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and took a bath. When I came out he was still awake. Staring blank at the ceiling.
Man life is fucking painful.
He looked like he was going to go emotional again so I said ok bro…You already said your piece about your mom…cut it out.
And then he apologized and closed his eyes.
I the vainest of all guys was just checking myself out in the mirror when I saw him stand up from his bed in full naked glory and walked towards me. He was soft so I was like telling myself that he is just drunk. He walked to me and embraced me. I felt weird and then he said man thanks for being a friend bro.
I liked the feeling of him hugging my still wet body which was only covered with towel….
And then our hug got really tight and then I his cheeks were so close to my cheeks. He moved a little and boom! We kissed.
Man we kissed.
And he was even the one guiding the kiss.
I felt his dick hardened and so did mine…
***let me know if I should continue. I think this is getting cheesy. I mean this is a true story man but I am afraid you guys might find this corny.
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Duncan s Gentle Touch Ch. 04
Final Chapter
This is the final chapter in my odyssey towards sexual bliss with my best friend Duncan. I hope you enjoy it. Please take the time to post a comment or send me an email. Thanks for reading!
What do you want?
I didn t couldn t answer.
What do you want?
Duncan had my face in his hands trying to pull my eyes up to look at him. We were standing in a small corridor at a club the music thumping through the walls. Both of us were covered in a sheen of sweat. I couldn t speak. Not yet.
Marty? Just say it.
You Duncan. I want you.
*****
Duncan had spent the night a week ago our exploration with the toys had continued until we were exhausted and neither of us had any fluids left in our bodies. I had never had a more erotically satisfying or exhausting experience.
Very early Monday morning I took him to the airport. He was going to be on the road for work for two weeks. It was going to be excruciating not being able to see him. At the airport we managed a very straight-acting handshake and hug with a quick pat on the back but even then I was wanting more.
On my drive to my office I couldn t get him out of my mind. I arrived at my parking spot not remembering a single thing about the drive in. I had been on auto-pilot the whole way. He had gotten to me. His hard chest trim waist the way the skin of his lower back moved when he bent over. These thoughts consumed me. Over the course of the week I was pulled from my day-dreaming more than once by a co-worker who had to repeat themselves three or four times.
We talked almost every night on the phone. It was regular guy stuff but there was a happy and undeniable tension underneath.
On Thursday he called me on my way home from work. He was very excited.
Marty I m coming home!
A thousand thoughts flooded my mind all of them focused on exploring his luscious body.
Oh God that s awesome! When?
We sign the contract in the morning. I ll be home by afternoon.
I can get the day off. Do you need a ride?
No. In our rapid-fire conversation this was a shot of cold water. In that nanosecond between him saying no and explaining my heart stopped. I had already envisioned my joy at seeing him again anticipated another long weekend of fervid passion. In my naked enthusiasm I took the no to mean so much more than it did.
I don t need a ride. He continued not realized the shock he had caused. The company is sending me a car. This is a big deal for us. I have to go into the office for a bit and talk to the executives then I m done for the weekend. He paused. I want to spend it with you.
My heart which a moment ago had been in my shoes now soared. His two weeks away had turned into only a few days and now we were going to spend another weekend together.
We talked for a few moments more. He would come to my house Friday night we would go out with some mutual friends then the weekend would be ours to burn however we wanted.
I hurried home early from work on Friday to get ready for the evening. We were going to go dancing at some clubs and I wanted to look good. In the past I had wanted to look good for the women we might meet. Now I wanted to look good for Duncan.
An hour later I was shaved (everywhere) and dressed for a night out. I wore designer jeans that fit me just perfectly over a pair of thong underwear. I wore the thong for how it made me feel more than how it looked under the jeans. A simple button-up shirt hung open over a tight white t-shirt with mesh along the sides. It showed off my toned torso in a sensual way without being slutty.
Duncan showed up a little early. He came in and closed the door right away. In a second we were kissing each other with a desperate hunger. It was as if we had been separated for months. He looked awesome in a pair of light cotton pants that defined his sculpted ass so well and was that a subtle yet oh-so-obvious bulge in front? No underwear lines for him either. A light airy black shirt hung open over a very snug black t-shirt that revealed his long hours of hard physical work.
Our hands explored each other just a bit the heat rising quickly when the doorbell rang again. I pulled back from him in surprise.
Wonder who that could be? I said half to myself.
I ordered us a little surprise. He said.
I opened the door and was indeed surprised to see a long limo parked along the street and the chauffer standing at my door.
What the heck is this?
The deal we signed this morning was a big one. My bonus was plenty big too. Let s celebrate in style. We re going to pick up everyone else and then hit the town.
This night was just getting better and better. As we settled into the back seat of the limo Duncan raised the privacy screen and moved over next to me.
I ve been dreaming of your beautiful cock all week. I wanted to get that damn contract signed and back to you more than you can imagine. His hand found my inner thigh and began working it s way up as he spoke. As my cock began to harden it gently pulled the strap of the thong along my ass causing my cock to stir even more.
I leaned in and kissed him again but reluctantly pulled away after just a few moments.
Duncan…fuck you turn me on so much! I paused for breath. We have to slow down a little or I m going to cum in my pants before the night even starts.
He laughed. You re right Marty. You re right! We have all weekend together. No need to start off full force.
He moved away just a tiny bit but kept his hand on my thigh. We rode in happy silence to meet our friends.
*****
The next few hours were everything I could have hoped for. Our friends were light-hearted and having a great time. Duncan and I spent time together but also danced with plenty of pretty girls. I enjoyed dancing and flirting with them. We would dance close together our bodies finding a rhythm generating heat. But even though I found them sexy and passionate my mind always went back to Duncan and his perfect body his perfect face. For more hours than I could count I tried to fake it with these beautiful young women. But they were nothing more than a distraction.
Finally there was a break in the music. The very perky blonde I had been dancing with went bouncing away with her friends. I saw Duncan just finishing off a dance with one of the girls in our party. I grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him away. I couldn t wait any longer.
We moved away from the main floor winding our way through corridors and past smaller sections of the club until we found ourselves mostly secluded in a narrow service corridor.
I pushed Duncan up against the wall and kissed him with a fervor beyond anything I had ever felt before. He responded passionately. He thrust me against the opposite wall his tongue and mine dueling. Our bodies were still covered in the sheen of sweat we had built up while dancing. My hands moved down to his ass feeling his raw power through the light cotton. We kissed for an eternity until finally Duncan pulled back. He held my face in his hands. I was emotionally and passionately confused. Was I prepared to embrace a sexual life with another man? I had to confess it to make it happen but I couldn t. I couldn t look him in the eyes. If I did I would melt completely.
What do you want?
I didn t couldn t answer.
What do you want?
Duncan had my face in his hands trying to pull my eyes up to look at him. I couldn t speak. Not yet. The music thumped through the walls echoing the thumping of my heart.
Marty? Just say it.
You Duncan. I want you.
I want you too.
The kiss that followed was less violent but no less passionate. We had finally given voice to our commitment and desire for each other.
We left the club breezing past our friends with a quick not feeling well comment. Duncan gave them a $50 for a cab then we were out the door to the waiting limo before anyone could say anything.
Drive for a while. Duncan instructed the driver. The screen went up and we were alone.
There was a certain added eroticism in being able to look out the windows and see other cars and people on the street and to still be private.
Our pants were off in a second. My thong was damp from sweat and precum. It clung to my body. Duncan was wearing a pair of black transparent bikini underwear that were so fine they looked like almost nothing at all. His splendid cock was straining at the fabric.
Do something for me he asked.
Anything.
I want to stand in the sunroof and ride down the street with my cock in your mouth.
I laughed long and loud. What a terrifically nasty thing to do.
He opened the roof. I pulled his gauzy underwear down and began stroking his freshly shaved cock. He stood with his legs spread wide for balance and to give me some room to maneuver.
The lights of the city rolled by and I sucked Duncan s cock. We were exposed and yet hidden at the same time. The night wind rolled through the compartment. We felt so free at that moment like nothing else in the world mattered. I sucked him for a while savoring the taste of him running my tongue along his hard smooth shaft and over his heavy swollen balls then stood up next to him in the open air our cocks touching just below the roof with only the thin fabric of my thong in the way.
My turn. I smiled wickedly at him.
Of course.
He dropped down and slowly released my cock from the thong a finger sliding down my ass pulling it out from between my cheeks. As my cock sprang free Duncan wrapped it in his lips. The sweet hotness of his breath against the cool night air was exhilarating. We rode along for a bit my arms raised in celebration as just below the roofline my cock was sliding in and out of Duncan s hungry mouth.
Finally I came back down into the car and closed the roof. Duncan had already removed his shirt and was beautiful in his nudity. My shirt quickly joined the pile in the corner. I d like to say we moved with the careful deliberation that had defined us up to this point but we didn t. We were both consumed and had one goal in mind.
I moved up to one of the long side benches laying on my back. Duncan was on top of me in a second his hands cruising the lines of my body. His tongue began lapping at my nipples my abs moving down to my cock. He sucked it briefly but wanted to go lower. I rolled my hips forward and spread my legs revealing the tight hole of my ass to him.
As soon as the tip of his tongue touched my ass I was electrified. My cock was fully erect. I knew we couldn t rush it but God I wanted him in me. I NEEDED him in me. All of him. I knew I could take it. There would be no pain no hurt only the pure bliss of our bodies finally connected.
His tongue explored my ass penetrating it a little spreading saliva around. A finger slipped in but it wasn t enough. I needed more.
After what seemed like an eternity he kneeled between my legs. He began rubbing his cock around my ass spreading his precum everywhere. I spread my legs as wide as they could go. I wanted to feel his cock stretching my ass.
Finally he paused. Just for a second. The tip of his smooth hard cock poised at the entrance to my body. Our eyes met. No words were spoken but we both knew it. We both wanted and needed what was about to happen.
He entered me. All the way.
His long graceful cock slid to the hilt. There was no pain. The feeling was as much emotional as physical. This was the moment we had been building to so slowly over all these weeks. This precious moment when our bodies were joined in as intimate a way as they ever could be. I loved the feeling of his cock head sliding in and out of my ass stretching me filling me. The heat of it was incredible. I could almost feel his pulse when he slowed down.
I watched his abs flex and relax with each thrust. I loved the way his face took on an expression of relaxed yet determined pleasure. His cock fit perfectly in my ass and my ass welcomed the penetration.
We fucked for an eternal second. It was too short a time and yet the perfect amount of time too. Duncan s thrusts intensified. He pushed deeper and deeper until finally his body locked. His cock swelled and then burst. I could feel the hot wetness of his semen coating my insides soaking me with passion.
He stayed in me moving slowly with the rhythm of the road. His cock slowly retreated and then finally slipped out. Though it had cried out for attention the whole time I had deliberately left my cock alone. I wasn t going to only be the bottom. I wanted to feel Duncan s tight ass wrapped around my cock.
That was awesome I said after Duncan had taken a moment to catch his breath. But we re not done yet. Kneel on the floor.
Duncan smiled at me and complied. I don t think he had the energy at that moment to argue.
I watched him raise his ass in the air. It always caught my breath watching his body move. There was a subtle sensuality to everything he did. I couldn t believe my great fortune that this man was my best friend my lover and my future. His well-rounded tan ass was in the air glistening in the dim light from the streetlamps that passed by.
I moved in between his legs smelling his scent his semen the power of his masculinity. My tongue found it s own way moving without direction seeking out the next part of flesh to be tickled and licked. My eyes were closed. I focused on the feel of him under my lips the smell of him in my nose. I explored his ass with my mouth something I would never have dreamed of a few months ago. But now it seemed the most passionate and natural thing to do.
His ass was open and relaxed ready for my touch. I sucked on my finger and slid it into his ass a prelude to what came next. He moaned.
Do it Marty. I want you now.
I pulled my finger out and ran my hand between his legs to his dangling balls and cock giving his recovering manhood a couple of quick strokes then coating my own cock with his semen.
My cock was as hard as it had ever been. It was almost painful. I moved it to the opening of his ass resting the tip just so. I loved the feeling of anticipation the power of withholding from both of us if just for a moment the sensations we both were so desperate for.
I entered him slowly in one motion. He moaned again and pressed his ass against me. The sight of my cock disappearing into his beautiful ass was almost too much. I almost came on my first thrust.
I stopped for a moment to give our bodies time to adapt to these new feelings. I could feel my cock quivering against the tight heat of his ass. The moment passed and we began to fuck again.
I cannot begin to describe it. I felt everything. I felt my shaved balls as they pressed against his smooth skin. I felt the heat in the cheeks of his ass against my hips as I thrust into him. I felt the tight skin of his waist under my hands and I pulled him onto my cock.
I felt so sexually alive and so connected and yet so passionately dirty too. But dirty in a good way. Dirty when you know you are letting your passions and emotions drive you and you don t give a shit. Dirty when you re naked and your cock is in control and you want to revel in your most basic sexuality. I didn t care in that moment if the world saw what we were doing. I was liberated and free and fucking my best friend in his luscious ass. I loved it.
I was almost surprised when I finally came. I had been riding this emotional high watching my body piston against Duncan s that I hadn t felt it until it was upon me. My body seized and with one final thrust I shoved my cock as deep into him as I could. My orgasm overcame me and my cock erupted time and again. Every drop of cum was shooting out of me with amazing force. I came for what seemed an eternity and then all at once my energy left me.
I slumped against Duncan and we slowly caught our breath for the second time that night. As my cock slowly relaxed I pulled it gently out of him and fell back onto one of the side seats. The cool leather felt good against my sweaty skin.
Duncan turned over onto his back and just lay on the floor.
We rode in silence for a few minutes smiling tiredly at each other.
Home? I asked.
Home.