Posts Tagged ‘Hardon’

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.

A perfect cock

{ July 21, 2008 @ 10:23 pm } · { Julio }
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This post is not just about returning Tenoch’s compliment about my cock. He’s quite correct in saying that our dicks could easily have been identical twins, were it not for the slight difference in colour (he’s white, i’m black) and the fact that I had my foreskin chopped off at birth.

Years ago when I was still fighting the falsetto voice telling me I’m gay, I went through a stage where I found the male organ so gross I could easily have been a lesbian. Along came Tenoch’s cock, which not only made me change my mind, but also continues to rock my boat a decade later. Trust me, I’ve seen and experienced it hundreds of times… I just can’t get enough.

Tenoch has the perfect cock. Like mine, it certainly wouldn’t pass as “one of the biggest dicks in the world”, but it ain’t small either! Make no mistake. It’s tall and poised and beautiful. His erections are solid, and his dick surrounded by brown hairs curling at the base. His balls are solid and heavy.

I wish you could witness his dick get hard in all its various stages. I once put his limp dick in my mouth just to see what might happen. I nurtured it. I used my tongue to play around with his foreskin. I sucked it until it grew so bad that I had to gasp for air. Of course, he came buckets full.

But that’s another story.

Mind over matter

{ July 13, 2008 @ 3:57 am } · { Tenoch }
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I witnessed something incredible the other night.

Julio was in the shower and I walked in and watched him. (This doesn’t happen often – we don’t live all that close to another and we lead totally seperate lives …)

While I am a total exhibitionist and love summer as an excuse to wear as little clothing as possible, he has issues with his body and you will rarely even catch him in shorts. So even though I know his body very intimately after almost 10 years of playing with it, getting the chance to look at him naked while I was fully clothed was kind of rare.

As I watched, his cock started growing. I watched it go from small and limp through several intermediate stages until it was the hard, cut and beautiful thing that still turns me on a decade later. I was kind of pleased by the thought that my gaze could still turn him on after all this time.

THEN he proceeded to demonstrate how he could – through sheer force of will and mental manipulation – make his hardon disappear again. He even kept it that way despite my taking out my own hard cock for him to see. Only when I grabbed his and put it in my mouth to suck did he lose control of it.

This revealed a lot about our different attitudes to our penises and sex (and specifically sex with guys).

Like he wrote in a previous post, Julio couldn’t get hard the first time we showed our cocks to one another. His dick is an extension of his emotions. He is unable to screw if we had a fight and he is not totally over it. Not surprisingly, he realised/decided that he is gay (almost exclusively – but that is another story) early on during our friendship.

On the other hand, my dick is a plaything for me, especially when it comes to playing with men. Only about 5 years into my fuckbuddy ‘relationship’ with Julio did it become even remotely plausible to me that I could have feelings of love or intimacy for a guy. It just didn’t compute.

Gay encounters were exhibitionist, adventurous, superficial fun, and still is with anyone but Julio. Emotional sex – the kind that you are into with your entire body and soul and that feels like going home - for me is something I get from just one female body in the entire world.

Except for Julio, sometimes, that is. Which makes me a one woman, and one man, man.