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Swallowing by the roadside

{ July 29, 2008 @ 10:29 pm } · { Tenoch }
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It was during that second visit to that same little desert town that we had an experience that still stands out in my mind as one of our purest moments of being friends, lovers and soulmates all at once.

It happened after the night before when another first that I had been planning didn’t work out. I had intended for us to sleep together – to spend the night in the same bed. We very rarely had the opportunity for more than a quickie in a toilet stall, so the occasion of a weekend away (albeit working) got my imagination racing.

The fantasy of a night spent in one another’s arms proved much more attractive than the reality, though. I found that after we had the great sex that Julio described here, I couldn’t fall asleep. I felt awkward and self-conscious and ended up going back to sleep in my own bed.

The next morning on the way back I had a slightly disappointed feeling, like we hadn’t made as much of this rare opportunity as we should have. I mentioned this as we were driving the long road back to the city, and Julio said he felt the same. Soon our cocks were out and we were stroking one another as I was driving.

We felt free and happy, racing through the middle of a sunny, semi-desert landscape. Later Julio leant over and started sucking me as I was driving. It was such a wonderful sensation, feeling his mouth on my dick, his lips caressing the shaft and his tongue curling around the head.

As we were driving down a long, gentle downhill curve I was ready to cum. By this time this was all I could think of. I pulled onto the side of the road, just in time to start shooting my cum into Julio’s mouth, my body trembling and my legs shaking so much I couldn’t control the pedals.

I immediately went down on Julio, working to get him there as well. When he came it was my first taste of his cum and an amazing sensation feeling it spurting out against my tongue. I swallowed all of it.

At that moment we felt perfect: two young guys sharing something wild and exciting, as if we were meant to be nowhere else but by that roadside with our dicks going limp and the taste of one another’s cum in our mouths.

It was a true Y tu mamá moment.

Our first kiss (my version)

{ July 27, 2008 @ 11:44 pm } · { Julio }
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I almost stopped breathing the very first time Tenoch kissed me. If I remember correctly, our first kiss was not during our first visit to the small desert town he refered to in his previous post, but a year later when we returned there for business.

Tenoch is right in saying, though, that we crossed an intimacy barrier that night. Our lips definitely brushed during the very first time we made love, but according to my recollection we weren’t man enough to actually do the whole tongue thing. Instead, we waited another year.

This post is about our second business trip to a certain little town hundreds of miles away from home. This time around we were alone. I planned it so. We arrived early evening, checked in at the guest house (two seperate rooms, of course) and went for dinner.

Our only option was a local diner with a typically flirty waitress and some oldies at the bar. We had a couple of beers and ordered dinner. Like most guys, our conversation soon turned to sex, except we had no doubt that we’d be having each other as soon as we were back at the guest house.

I don’t know if he planned it so, but Tenoch ran a bath, got in and asked me to join him whilst I was staring at him from his double bed facing the bathroom. I felt akward taking my clothes off with him watching, yet he smiled at me so gently.

We both just lay back in the very warm bath looking at each other without saying a word. At some point he leaned over, pulled my face closer to him and said “Are we clear on this?” I guess by that he meant: “Are you still aware of the fact that falling in love is not even an option?”

Before I could even answer he kissed me for the first time. Tenoch and I then sucked each other in the bath, eventually got out and moved on to the bed where we took turns discovering each other’s bodies. I sucked his nipples and force-fed his entire cock in my mouth. He returned the favour.

I returned to my own guest room that night. The next morning the vibe was different. It was business as usual. We were straight boys and wank buddies again.

Making love in the desert

{ July 26, 2008 @ 3:24 am } · { Tenoch }
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It must have been about two years into our wank buddyhood when Julio and I crossed the second intimacy barrier.

(We had already crossed the line from strictly hand action to the occasional blowjob. Both of us at first found sucking cock unsensual – I remember thinking the first time that I might as well be sucking on a dildo! We soon developed  a taste for it, though.)

The second intimacy line was crossed on a business trip with a third colleague of ours to a small desert town a couple of hundred miles from our hometown.

I haven’t heard Julio’s version, but I’m pretty sure we were thinking how we were going to get into one another’s beds from the moment we heard we were going. On night 1 nothing happened. We arrived quite late, checked into three seperate rooms of a guest house and went to sleep.

The next evening, after concluding the day’s business, we all went out to dinner and returned to the guest house in good spirits and just a little drunk. Everybody said their good nights and went off to their rooms.

I left my door unlocked and waited for about 15 minutes, wondering if my subtle flirting during the day would be enough to bring Julio there now. No such luck – sometimes you really have to spell it out for him!

I sent him a text message and he confirmed that he also ‘couldn’t get to sleep’ – which meant he had been waiting for me to initiate it. I told him to come to my room, but that clothes were not allowed. I lay in my double bed with a raging hardon and he snuck in wearing only a towel.

There was some awkwardness as he stood by the bed in the darkened room, until I reached out my hand and felt his hard cock under the towel. The sensation of his warm hardness is vivid for me to this day.

He got in bed beside me, and we did what came close to what could be called ‘making love’ for the first time. We explored one another’s naked bodies in the warm desert evening. We kissed for the first time. We held one another. We did everything but fuck.

We both came on my stomach and I loved him watching me in the shower washing our mixed cum off my body.