Mike, Part 2

Mike

I followed Mike’s silver truck on Route 100 through the Vermont woods. I’m pretty sure we passed Gifford State Park at some point. It was a shame it was so dark, as I was positive we drove through some of the state’s prettiest sights. I could only see a vague outline of the rolling green hills and every now and then hear the White River.

I smiled and let out a satisfied sigh. Earlier, Mike and I had left the diner and crossed the road, back to the Pickle Barrel parking lot. We had parked our cars next to each other without realizing. Mike had leaned back against his truck when I had given him my phone number in case we would lose each other on the road.

“I’ve already had a really good time tonight”, Mike had said.

“Me too”, I had replied.

I’d just wanted to give him a hug. I was going to see him in 30 minutes at his place. And I wasn’t going to rush anything with someone so nervous and inexperienced.

But I’d been surprised to find Mike turning his head towards me and trying to kiss me. He had misjudged my intentions and his kiss had ended up on my cheek. I had stopped in my tracks and turned towards him. Our faces had been so close together.

“I…”, Mike had started.

He hadn’t finished. The chemistry from our eyes looking right into the others’, so nearby, it had been too overwhelming.

I’d now had every intention of kissing him. A strangers footsteps had approached and Mike had pulled back. Even in the dimly lit parking lot, I had seen Mike’s blushing face. This had been a lot for him. And a patron of a gay club coming close had scared him off. A kiss did not end up happening, but damn, it had been a hot moment.

So now I was looking forward to getting Mike in private. I knew he was awkward and nervous, so I had no expectations. But I just wanted to be with him.

At a random moment, Mike took a right into a small town. Soon, he parked in front of a small house. I did notice the swing set and the basketball hoop. For Tim. I parked right next to Mike and got out of the car.

Mike

Inside, the living room looked quite basic. There was a sofa, a TV, a kitchen. The only thing that made it feel homey were some photos on the wall, of presumably Tim, sometimes with Mike as a younger Dad. Mike looked hot in every single one. The love for his son was obvious in every photo.

Mike saw how I looked at the photos.

“I am so proud of him”, he said. “He’s handled the divorce and my… coming-out… better than I could ever have hoped.”

“I think he can tell you’re happier this way.”

“Maybe that’s why he wanted me to start dating”, Mike chuckled. “That or he hopes I’ll focus less on him and his homework.”

We sat down on the sofa after Mike got me a drink.

“I know this isn’t a very conventional first date”, Mike said. “I hope it’s not weird I invited you back here.”

“Not at all”, I said. “And yeah, it wasn’t conventional, but I love that we get to talk and get to know each other.”

“That’s not common?”

“In my experience it’s often sex first, if you’re both still interested after that, there might be some talking.”

Mike looked at me.

“You must have been surprised when I invited you to a club.”

I laughed.

“I was. But I’m glad you did.”

Conversation trailed off as we just looked at each other. I felt a flutter in my stomach and a thickening in my pants.

“I, uhm… I don’t know what to do next”, Mike said.

I found his nervousness adorable.

“What would you like to do next?”

Mike wiped his forehead.

“I am so sweaty. I would like to take a shower.”

I chuckled.

“You can take a shower if you like.”

“W-will… Will you come with me?”

I smiled. And then he claimed he has no moves.

Mike

I walked into the bathroom and I was surprised. It looked modern and spacious. There was a fancy walk-in shower with a rainfall-type shower head.

“Wow, I love this bathroom.”

Mike started to talk about how he did the bathroom all by himself, while he also starts to undress himself. I could barely hear a word he said. I watch this muscleman look nervous and shy as he takes off his tanktop.

His olive skin, his defined pecs, his sexy six-pack, I barely knew where to look. He even dropped his jeans by his ankles. I saw his jockstrap is tenting, but mainly completely soaked. He scratched the back of his head and looked at me.

“I, uh… I’ve had a boner throughout the date. I hope that’s OK.”

I licked my lips and took a step towards him. I took his head in my hands and kissed him. He kissed me back, following my lead. It was a very sexy, sensual kiss. I squeezed his voluptuous ass. Mike let out short moans throughout. Once I let go, I could tell Mike had to catch his breath.

“Wow”, he said.

Mike then turned to his left to open the shower door and he turned on the water. While watching his bulbous bare ass for the first time, I took off my T-shirt. Now it was Mike’s turn to look at me in awe. I took off my jeans and only then realized I was full mast in my boxerbriefs.

“W-woah”, Mike whimpered. “A-are you not wearing your jockstrap?”

I was confused.

“I don’t even own one.”

“I thought gay guys wore jockstraps.”

I smiled.

“Well, this one looks great on you”, I said.

Mike

I pulled his jock to his knees. His medium-sized cock was rock hard. A consistent stream of precum started falling to the floor. It made sense why the pouch was so soaked. Mike then pulled down my underwear to my knees. My cock flopped out obscenely.

“Oh”, was all Mike uttered.

I felt like this may have been Mike’s first time seeing another erect cock in person. He just stared.

“You can touch it if you want”, I said.

He shortly looked at me before looking back down. Carefully, Mike traced his fingers along my 8 inch cock. It was hesitant, but kind of hot. Meanwhile, steam was starting to fill the room.

“Let’s get in the shower”, I said.

Mike went into the shower. His ass in motion was an absolute delight. Water fell across our bodies. I watched Mike's massive body. His shiny muscles were hypnotizing. When I felt him look at me, I looked in his eyes. He then looked back down my body. I could sense his nerves and knew it might be best to take things slow. Or at least, let him decide what happens.

“So… now what?”, I ask.

He looked back into my eyes. He gently pushed me back against the wall. I felt his body against mine, his cock against my thigh.

“I-is this OK?”

“Yep!”

Gradually, his face got closer to mine and he kissed me. I could feel him getting more confident as the kiss continued. I again felt my hands automatically go to his ass. I squeezed a cheek with his each hand. He groaned. In turn, his hands started exploring my body. He bit my lip seductively as he stroked my cock.

Mike

Suddenly, he dropped to his knees. He took my cock in his hand and looked at it in wonder. He begin to lick and kiss it, before carefully putting it in his mouth. He didn’t get my cock very far down his throat before beginning to gag, and there were a few tooth scrapes. Still, it was hot.

He looked up at me from a kneeling position, my cock still in his hand.

“W-was that OK?”

I nodded.

“Very good.”

I pulled him back up and kissed him some more.

“So, Mike?”

“Uh huh.”

Mike could not stop kissing me for even a second.

“Is this your first time with a guy?”

He stopped.

“Y-yeah.”

He looked worried.

“No problem. It’s just good to know.”

We kissed again. The water and the steam made it more than hot enough, but I loved feeling Mike’s body against mine. One of his hands stroked my cock again, his other hand would be on my chest, my stomach, my arm, my shoulder, my neck. I could tell he was very excited in more ways than one. He grinded his erect cock against my body.

Mike

Letting Mike decide the pace, I just enjoy the kiss. My hands are on his ass again, subconsciously, I let a finger slide down his crack. His hips bucked forward.

“You like that?”, I ask.

Mike nodded, moaned, and continued kissing me. In the rack against the wall, right next to me, I found some shower gel. I put some in my hand and began to rub his ass. Mike smiled.

“W-what are you doing?”

We continued looking at each other when I let a slick finger stroke his hole. Mike was clearly surprised, but moaned in pleasure. In response, I slipped my finger in further.

“Oh! Oh wow…”

I saw Mike’s eyes roll up. He liked it a lot. He didn’t even jump when I added the second finger.

“Fuck…”

His moans became louder. He squirmed and suddenly looked at me with pleading eyes. He glanced down at my erect cock and bit his lip.

“Ben, I…”

“Hmm?”

“It’s my first time. I-I don’t know what to do.”

As much as I wanted Mike to decide what would and would not happen, his body language had been crystal clear. I had to take charge of this man who was 9 years my senior. And that alone was pretty hot.

Mike

I turned Mike around and had him face the glass wall. I slid my cock over his ass. His moans were such a turn-on by this point.

“Just relax”, I said, my mouth inches from his ear.

He nodded, but I could tell he was anxious. As I teased his hole with my cock, he inhaled sharply. With my left hand I held Mike’s hip. With the other I guided my cock in between his fat cheeks. As the tip slid in, Mike’s moaning echoed through the shower.

“Good God”, were the only words that came out.

I didn’t know if that was good or bad.

“Breathe”, I said. “Try to relax more. And push back onto me when you’re ready.”

I noticed his breathing slowing down. I felt up his massive chest and played with his nipples. Gradually, his ass backed into me, bit by bit. He gasped for air in between, or moaned.

“You’re doing great”, I said, as I felt his virgin hole envelop my cock. It felt absolutely amazing.

Suddenly I felt the curve of Mike’s ass against my hips. He was doing a very good job for a first time. His hole and ass felt so good, I could pretty much cum already. But I made sure to postpone my orgasm. As if by nature, my hips began to buck forward and I slowly thrust into Mike.

“Fuck!”

“Should I stop?”

“No! No, fuck no. Keep going.”

His strong body barely moved as I continued to fuck him. I did spot his legs shaking a little bit. His whines and moans truly gave away his pleasure.

“That’s so good!”

Mike

I realized Mike was now really enjoying it. I increased my speed. Mike’s face was now pushed against the glass, his hands over his head, his back arched. He no longer looked like it was his first time. I peeked over his shoulder and saw his erect cock sliding up and down against the glass with each of my thrusts. 

I grabbed his hips to pull him back even more. Accommodatingly, or just submissively, Mike managed to push his ass back even more, making my entire cock disappear into him. Suddenly, I knew there was no more stopping it. I was going to cum. Mike’s moans went up an octave at that exact time as his cock freely shot a ton of cum across the glass shower wall. Seeing that, I could only cum in his hole as I held his body tight.

Like this, we both stood for a moment to catch our breath.

“Oh my God”, Mike whimpered.

I kissed his shoulders and his back.

“You did great”, I told him.

“So did you!”

As we wash off, Mike admitted he did not expect this night to end that way.

“Me neither”, I said. “As long as you feel comfortable with what we did. I made sure not to push you.”

“No, this was better than I could ever have hoped. You are a great… teacher.”

I smiled.

“I don’t think I’ll mention this on my performance review.”

Mike laughed.

Mike

When we were drying off, I looked at Mike and he was looking at me with a certain look in his eyes. It made me smile.

“I just wanna say thank you”, he said. “This was one of the best days.”

He came in to hug me. I held his sexy body close. It started to sink in just how compatible we were. And how crazy it was that it all started with the odd Grindr profile and the awkward messages earlier today.

In bed, I had Mike in my arms. I felt him fell asleep and soon the snoring began. It was hot to have this mountain of a man cuddled up to me, but mainly I felt butterflies. It was rare for me to feel that, especially this quickly. With a big smile on my face, I drifted off to sleep.

TO BE CONTINUED…?

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