It was an interesting afternoon.
When I got to his place he opened the door with a smile, wearing shorts and a t shirt. When the door shut he gave me a warm hug and thanked me for dropping by. I told him the front yard looked great. He offered to show me around the yard. We went out front and then around the side and to the backyard with it’s nice pool and built in hot tub. Along the way he pointed out the work he had done for four hours this morning. He must have minored in horticulture; I didn’t know half the plants he pointed out. The outside of his place looks as neat and tidy and well designed as the interior.
Standing on the patio by the pool he said he was going to have iced tea and asked if I wanted anything to drink — beer, wine, cocktail, soft drink, water, he ran through the full offering. I told him I’d join him with iced tea. While pouring the tea he said he asked me over because he wanted to talk. At this point my feeling of mild euphoria from being around him turned to one of uneasiness. Everything ran through my head. I decided to hit it straight on and asked if everything was ok. He responded that it was nothing serious but felt he needed to open up the lines of communication. We headed to the living area and sat on the couch.
What happened next was new to me. He really opened up. Most guys are still guarded dates later and he just opened up. He told me that he went dark on me for a few days and he felt bad about it so he wanted me to know why. He said that he felt extremely attracted to me during our evening and that the sex had been some of the best sex he’d had. He shared that as he was driving to work the next morning that he was smiling ear to ear. And he felt is was beyond a physical attraction that it was a connection that he usually doesn’t feel. However, he caught himself and reminded himself of a couple of other guys he’d fallen for fast over the years and mistakes he’d made dating other guys. He felt the fear of letting himself go down the same path again and therefore put up a barrier. He also shared he had a lot going on at work, including travel to the east coast, so he pushed it all aside. Last night on the plane he asked himself what he was going to do. He said he decided, “Fuck it. I’m just going to let him know. Put it all out there. Then just go with what happens.”
I was stunned. I’ve never encountered a guy who opened up like that, especially after a first date. Everyone seems to have their little rules. They’re like little mind games. “Never let them know what you’re really thinking.” “Never be the first one to [insert whatever here].” I decided I needed to open up also. I told him I really liked our evening also and why. I told him I thought the sex was amazing and why. I told him I also drove to work feeling good... and glowing... about the evening we’d had. I shared with him that I was let down by his one word reply to my text and that I felt stupid for not seeing it as potentially just a hook up and letting my mind wander. I told him that I was trying to be optimistic yesterday when I left him the voice mail message. And that I was excited to hear his return voice mail message when I got out of the shower this morning. We talked about things that we’ve learned about relationships. I usually hate “relationship talk” with guys but this was more like sharing some mutual values and beliefs. Again, new territory for me.
He then asked if I’d be interested in going out tomorrow night. Of course I said yes. He told about the event he’s going to tonight, a fundraiser dinner for an organization he supports and volunteers for. He looked down at his watch and said that he needed to started getting ready in about a half an hour and asked if I wanted to jump in the hot tub. I told him I didn’t have a swimsuit. He said I could wear one of his or go naked like he usually does. “It’s private. The neighbors can’t see in.”
We walked out to the patio. By the time we pulled down our boxer briefs, we were both semi hard. It was so hot watching him standing there naked, his cock stretching out, lifting upward and getting fully boned up and pointing to the sky. He turned on the jets and we both stepped down into the hot tub, our cocks rock hard. We put our arms around each other. I told him I was glad we had that discussion. He agreed. We started kissing. After a long make out session, wandering hands stroking each other’s cock and feeling each other’s balls he told me he wanted to suck me off. I got up and sat on the edge of the hot tub. He sucked on my cock and balls, giving me a great blowjob. I came in his mouth, he swallowed my load and then slowly milked my dick dry. I got back in the water and told him I wanted to return the favor. He sat on the edge and I sucked his cock. When I sensed he was close I slowed down, found his hole and inserted my middle finger in his ass. I continued sucking, feeling his cock getting thicker in my mouth. He then started cumming, his ass tightening around my finger as he shot a big load in my mouth. He got back in the water and we held each other in silence.
When the jets turned off he asked me if I wanted to join him in the shower to wash off. Well, duh, of course! He has a great walk-in shower in the master bath with multiple shower heads. We washed each other in silence in what was like a super present mindfulness shower, slowly going over each other’s body. We both had hardons but didn’t get off again. We dried off. I put my clothes back on and he put on his boxer briefs and trousers for the evening. (The first time I’ve seen him in dress trousers and his ass looked really good.) We walked to the front door. We kissed and told each other that we looked forward to tomorrow night.
A little mushy I know, but I actually feel good about the open conversation we had. It was a different experience for me. And... I like being naked with him and... he sucks cock really well.
