Posts Tagged ‘Wank buddy’

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.

What you have to know about Julio

{ July 20, 2008 @ 9:38 pm } · { Tenoch }
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I soon realised, as I got to know Julio and we started pushing the boundaries back further and further in our cock-play, that I had hit the sexual experimentation jackpot with this little dude.

Apart from being smart, kind and funny and good at his job – which enabled me to become friends with him – he was also cute, sexy and almost a decade my junior. He is probably the most str8-acting gay guy I’ve ever met, which makes sex with him that much hotter.

On top of this he was willing to try just about anything I would suggest and he soon proved very discreet and loyal, which made him the perfect wank buddy, and later fuckbuddy.

He also has a great cock and he knows how to use it! When he gets horny he can really be like a runaway train.

His dick is a beautiful cut thing that is actually almost the twin of mine. It gets superhard and wet and it can last for hours. We have been texting one another pictures of our cocks in different states and different situation for years, and it still takes only one picture to get me semi-erect and leaking pre-cum.

Hot in the highrise

{ July 16, 2008 @ 10:49 pm } · { Tenoch }
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I don’t remember much about the very early days of Julio and my wank buddy-hood. Initially it was strictly hands on cocks with no other body contact whatsoever. This was how I swung in those days. He guided me along with his greater experience and gradually we built up in daring, intimacy and intensity.

We could really get hot – thinking back I can just about imagine us melting the toilet stalls in our office building, which were mostly our venue in those days. When I got back to my open plan office after one such a session, still out of breath and shaking, my boss expressed concern about how hard I was working. ‘Jesus, look at your eyes!’ he said.

We worked in a high-rise building and we must have visited the bathrooms on every floor at least once in that time. After a cryptic text message or email: ‘2′ or ‘22′ or ‘13′ we would approach the mens room from different floors and then leave it again seperately the same way.

At some stage – I guess it must have been about a year since we’d started doing it – I was promoted to head up the department where Julio was working. This added a whole new level of excitement and kinkiness – MANY stories still to tell on that topic.