Silly ho.

On one such day filled with much stress and big work presentation right after lunch, I found myself longing - lusting for a picker upper. So I pulled out my phone and scanned through some numbers until I found one fellow who is a five-minute walk away.

"Sup?" he asked.

"I'm down."

"Come on over."

"Great."

By the time I rang the doorbell, I could hear his cable TV leaking across the hallway. He was watching a cooking show. It was about an hour till lunch. I was starving, but this was something else. In a blink his door was open and he stood right in frot of me with nothing but a sock on.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"You're down, right?"

He pulled me in. He pulled me to his body. He pulled me to his lips and pushed the door shut. I was down and he went down on me skillfully maneuvering through the complexities of my belt buckle and pants, and he hit the spot. Down there got up so fast, the next series in the sequence was pleasantly violent and ultimately relieving. Beyond half-way, close to the summit, I pushed him to his bed. All this time, the couch was the playground. I wanted to sink in. I turned him face down on his big pillow. As I so read his legs apart, I grabbed the tube of lube right by the top drawer of his bedside table. in. Few breaths, I was hearing him moan. As my left hand fingers exploited the tightness he was exercising on his hole as my right hand was preparing other more important things.

He let out a loud gasp. I was in. I didn't slow down as I got him from behind. Then he got on all fours and started to tighten his hole once again. He wanted control. And I gave it to him. He pushed me aside, turned around and pushed me as my back landed on his bed. I was sinking. He rode me like a cowboy taming a bull.

"I'm coming. I'm coming... I'm coming!" he yelled as he let out a stream of sticky release racing up my torso to my chest with the tip reaching my neck. He got off me and took of the runner I radon, and blew me till I surrendered. Inside his mouth. He got up, looked at me, and smiled. Ten he licked his cum omff my tummy, chest and neck.

We laid on his bed for a while as we caught our breaths. Spooning. Caught up a little too. At this point we were sharing jokes. Jkes about the he'll that h as been goin on in our lives lately. We went out before but both of us felt that friendship was a much better route for us. And we do get the perks every now and then. The best part with having a friend you ca fuck is you can totally be yourself and silly in each other's company. And it's these silly moments that stay vie learned to treasure, but it's in these silly moments that I enjoy the best sex encounters. The honest ones. The ones I can do while being myself.

Back at work, during the presentation, I kept a steady smile and a blush picturing him with nothing but a sock on and his front door wide open. Picked me up alright.