Over the moon

March 28, 2013 apsadmin Gay stories,

It was a big place, I could tell that even in the dark. There was a lot of wide open space, not much furniture. After a moment’s hesitation, I slipped out of my shoes and walked into the main room in my socks.

“Todd.” I said again, just before my mouth dropped open.

A fantastic view opened out in front of me.

I could see the whole city.

It was incredible — the window I was looking out of seemed to take up almost the entire wall. Here, from the top level of this tall apartment building, I could see…everything.

Thousands of shimmering, sparkling lights defined the shape of the city, blanketing the land like the stars above covered the sky and far above, looking down on everything, was the moon.

It was breathtaking.

I didn’t even want to know how much the monthly rent for this apartment was. It was probably more than what I made in a year.

Suddenly there were hands on my shoulders — someone had come up behind me while I stood there staring at the view.

“Randy.”

That voice was in my ear again, but this time it was real. He was there with me, right behind me.

“Don’t turn around yet.” he said. “I want you to see the city while I undress you.”

“You’re going to un–” I started to say when he gently put a hand over my mouth.

“Shhh…” he whispered, and I shut up. Todd pulled my shirt up and over my head, loosened my jeans and let them fall. I stepped out of them, stripped off my socks and stood there, naked.

Trembling.

And his hands were on me. Everywhere. They caressed me, stroked me, ran over every inch of my body. When his palms lightly passed over my nipples I actually gasped. Todd’s hands were cool, smooth, almost delicate as they felt me, yet I could sense the strength that lay behind them.

Then he took hold of my cock and balls, gripping them in one hand, squeezing them gently in his fist.

“Mmmmm…” I murmured in pleasure.

“Yeah,” he said. “My little bottom boy likes his man’s hands on him, doesn’t he?”

“Oh yeah…” I whispered.

So far I’d only felt his hands, but then he pressed his body against mine. I felt his enormous penis rub up against my ass and I couldn’t resist pushing back against him. This seemed to amuse him.

“You want it bad, don’t you, bottom boy?” he asked.

“Oh yes,” I said. “Please, Todd, please…”

“Please what?”

“Please…take me! Do whatever it is you’re going to do! You’ve got me so fuckin’ hot I’m going out of my head!”

“Bend over, boy.” he said, and I obediently followed his command, bending at the waist and reaching down for the floor with my hands.

Just as I was realizing that my asshole was now totally open and vulnerable, I felt Todd’s warm face between my butt-cheeks.

“Mmmmmmm…” I moaned as he gently licked and sucked my asshole, breathing in the clean musky scent of my body.

“Oh yeah,” he said between licks of his tongue. “You like me rimming your ass, don’t you, boy?”

“Yes…” I whispered.

I could feel the soft hair of his mustache and goatee on my most delicate body part as his mouth did its magic work. My erect cock was jutting out of my body, its length angling up toward the ceiling of the dark room.

“You like your big strong Brother to take care of you.”

“You know it, man.” I said.

Then he stopped and stood back up, putting his hands on my shoulders again.

“Go where I direct you, Randy.” he said into my ear.

“Yes, Todd,” I answered, “I’ll do anything you say.”

With the pressure of his hands on my shoulders he directed me where he wanted me: out of the big main room, down a hallway to a smaller room, this one with the blinds drawn. What little light there was came from under the slats, probably from the moon and stars outside.

It was Todd’s bedroom.

He gently pushed me in, toward the bed.

“You can turn around now.” he said, and I did. Even in the dark, I could see enough of him to know one thing…

God, was he hot!

Totally naked — big and muscular, very dark skin, handsome facial hair, strong face, nice big half-hard cock swinging between his legs…this guy’d stepped out of a muscleman magazine!

My cock flexed at the sight.

Todd smiled as he saw my reaction to him.

“Now.” he said, and I knew just what he meant.

I backed up onto the bed, leaning up against the pile of pillows at the head of it. Todd followed me, crawling onto the bed like a jungle cat, sleek and beautiful and completely seductive. He was big and muscle-bound, but somehow graceful at the same time.

He crawled on top of me, resting his weight on me, pinning me down. I couldn’t think of anywhere I’d rather be.

He kissed me…

My whole body was infused with warmth and pleasure as his mouth touched mine and gently massaged with lips and tongue. It was passionate, intense…we’d just met, but somehow it felt romantic and meaningful, as if this was the beginning of something wonderful.

His tongue entered my mouth and I welcomed it, caressing it gently with my own tongue as he explored me.

He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight, his kiss getting more insistent. I hugged him back, loving the feel of his strong body on top of me, and the sensation of his now completely hard cock against my leg.

I don’t know how long we kissed, but it seemed both extended and short, as if it lasted forever in the moment but it was over too soon.

Todd looked down at me with his stunning eyes.

“Tell me.” he said.

“What?” I asked, delirious from his kiss.

“Tell me your secret, Randy.”

“Well…”

“Don’t close any part of yourself to me.” he said as he flexed his fingers, kneading my flesh and muscle between them. “I want to know what you’ve hidden. Share it with me…”

Now that the moment was here, I felt somehow ashamed, even though I knew that was ridiculous.

“I’ve never been.” I whispered.

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve never been with a Brother.” I said.

“Never?” Todd asked. “You’ve only had sex with white boys?”

“No Brothers yet.”

He didn’t say anything, just gently kissed and nibbled my cheeks, my chin, my neck, playfully, affectionately.

“Todd?” I said.

“Yeah?”

“Did you hear me?”

“I heard you.” he said.

“Well, what do you think? Are you…mad?” I asked.