Art met me at the door the next afternoon dressed in swimming trunks (boxer style) and a tank top and sandals. I was wearing shorts and a tee with similar footwear. "It's all set," Art said, "I've got fried chicken, macaroni salad and some fresh tomatoes to slice up, along with some iced tea. Let's grab a beer and hit the pool, then I'll come back and get lunch when we're ready for it." "Okay," I said, "Let me put my suit on." I changed into my suit and a tropical shirt that went well with the suit.

We went to the pool, swam and played in the water, then climbed out. We got a table under an umbrella, had a cigarette, and Art went back to get the lunch stuff, all of which was delicious. Art confessed that he'd bought rather than cooked the chicken and salad and I complimented him on his cleverness. We had a very fun afternoon and the conversation was light and easy. We were really having a very good time together. After a couple of hours, we decided we'd had enough sun and went back to Art's apartment. "I had a funny experience last night," Art said. We were putting the food and dishes away from our picnic. "I got home from having dinner with my sister and logged onto the computer. I went to the last website you gave me and read it and then clicked on a link there that took me to this huge chat place. It was free but I had to register and create a profile. It said there were almost 200 people online. I couldn't believe it." "Really," I said with a grin. "I didn't know I'd given you any chat room links." He ignored me and plowed ahead. "I hadn't been on there more than a few minutes, reading profiles and stuff when some guy invited me to a private chat." "And did you enjoy chatting?" I asked. "No. I found it silly. I mean sitting there trying to think of something to say to a guy I didn't know and all. He was trying to be clever and provocative, but I just couldn't get into it. I finally told him I had to go and logged off." I chuckled. "I just don't get it. What's the point of doing that with a total stranger?"

I tried to explain gently how online chats and phone sex work, but it was clearly not something that got him excited. "I thought it was just silly," he said. I laughed. I suggested quick showers to get rid of all the sunscreen we'd used and he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the bedroom. "I think I'm more of an in-person, touch and see kind of guy." Suddenly he looked me straight in the eye and pulled me close to him. I stood still as he gently reached his hand to cup around my cock and balls in my swimming suit. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. I knew the answer when I saw the desire and yearning in his eyes. I moved toward him and our lips met, very tenderly at first then with a growing passion. He kept his hand on my crotch and moaned softly as he felt my cock stiffen. I separated my lips slightly and felt his tongue pass between them, touching my teeth and tasting my saliva. We kissed for a couple of minutes while I ran my hands all over his strong, taut body. As I reached his crotch, I felt the firmness of his cock. "Wanna shower together?" he asked. "Uh huh," I answered as we kissed again. We had fun in the shower. It was sweet and rather tender the way we explored one another's body. When we were both totally hard, we soaped each other's backs and fronts and then rinsed, standing together under the hot spray while we kissed. "I want you," he whispered. "Please tell me you want me too." "Of course I do," I answered him, "You can't even know how much." We got out of the shower and dried off, turning to dry the other's back and legs. It was fiercely erotic to me, and he then led me back to the bedroom. I couldn't get over his cock. I guessed it was now nearly eight inches and it was still growing. I decided that since I had more experience, it was only right I should make the first move and I was very excited to do so. I knelt in front of him and kissed the head of his cock and fondled his balls, then surrounded about half of his cock with my mouth as he moaned deeply.

"God that feels good," he whispered. I sucked and tasted his cock for several more minutes as it grew another half inch, managing to take most but not all of it in my mouth before he touched my shoulder with his hand. "Wait a minute," he whispered. I looked up at him with most of his cock still in my mouth. He grinned down at me. "I don't want it to be just this way," he continued, reaching down and pulling me up by my arms. As I stood, he reached again toward my crotch. He stroked my cock with one hand while he pulled me close in a very sensuous kiss with lots of tongue action. My cock felt like it had turned into a steel beam. Quickly he kneeled in front of me. "Wow," He said before he sucked over half of my cock into his mouth in one move. I groaned as I felt his hot, wet mouth surround and begin sucking my cock. He sucked gently and sort of tentatively at the start, but soon was taking more and more into his mouth. Then he started sucking more firmly. My cock was now rock hard and had reached its full seven and a half-inch length. After several minutes, he backed away from it and looked up at me. "Let's get on the bed," he said, standing and taking hold of my hand at the same time. "Let's do this right." He moved me to the bed. Our lips met as the rest of our bodies touched full-length for the first time and I felt the smooth firmness and strength of his body. Our kisses grew more passionate as he held me, and I tasted his tongue as I continued touching and feeling his body. I felt his cock throb against my leg and I moved down on the bed and sucked it back into my mouth again. He moved into a sixty-nine position and he took my cock in his hand. "Yours is so big," he whispered, holding it tightly. "Yours is bigger," I said, freeing his briefly from my mouth. "Longer but not as thick," he said, gulping my cock back into his mouth.

His cock was indeed about an inch longer than mine but it was considerably thinner. I found that in this position I could take his all the way down my throat. That excited him tremendously. I kept sucking it that way, my lips almost touching his balls as I stopped, holding his cock completely in my mouth and throat. "He moaned as my mouth and tongue stimulated the full length of his cock and I felt it deep in my throat. He sucked as deeply as he could on my cock and speeded up his sucking pace. I was getting hotter and hotter and knew I wasn't going to be able to hold off long. We were both sucking like crazy when he pulled me over on top of him. I moved my head to allow me to continue sucking his cock and reached up to fondle his balls. He angled himself in such a way that he could take more of my cock and seemed particularly delighted when the head passed into his throat. I could feel my climax starting deep in my nuts and knew I couldn't hold out long with his talented sucking. I warned him well in advance. "I'm gonna come," I whispered. He groaned loudly in return and kept sucking it faster and faster. He was taking every inch of my cock now, and I felt his lips touch my balls with almost every stroke. "I'm gonna come now, Art!" I cried out, but he just sucked even faster. "God," I almost screamed as I felt the first blast strike deep in his mouth and felt his mouth nursing my cock for more and more while his hand squeezed gently on my balls. My eruption continued for some time, while he slowed his sucking pace, and then I felt his mouth twitch as he swallowed. I was still sucking his cock, taking his long meat all the way down my throat as fast and hard as I could. Suddenly I felt his balls pull up to his body and tasted the first of his hot, salty juice as his cock throbbed. It was like a volcanic eruption as his long cock pumped his stuff into my mouth. "Oh yes," he cried, "That's wonderful! Suck me! Take it like that!" I sucked and swallowed, trying to capture every drop but he just kept coming and coming. Finally his cock stopped quivering and began to soften and I nursed the last drops from it, kissing the head of his cock as I released it. I confess the whole scene excited me tremendously. We'd done the same thing to each other and satisfied the other one. Art pulled me up to him and pulled me close, and I felt myself wrapped in his strong, hairy arms. His skin felt wonderful against my body as he held me.

"That was wonderful," I said, moving as close as I could, "You're fantastic." "You're the one who's wonderful," he said, "You're a very sexy guy." "I'm afraid you might think I talked you into this," I said. "No, no," Art said, "The more I read about things, the more I knew that I've always been gay, and the more I realized how much I wanted this to happen." "As long as you're sure," I answered. "I've never been surer of anything. I came to realize that I've wanted to have this and more with you since the day we met." His words sent a shudder through my whole body. "Do you believe me?" he asked and we were off kissing again. "Yes I do," I said a few minutes later. "Good. It's time I admit it to myself I'm gay and what I really want. In fact, I think you're what I really want. The person I want to be with." We cuddled like that a long time, and suddenly Art's stomach grumbled loudly. We both laughed.

"Aha, the man has other hungers!" I said, grinning at him. "To tell the truth, I was too nervous to eat much lunch. Let's dig out the leftovers and finish them off." We got off the bed and each pulled on our underwear. We went out to the kitchen and I made drinks for us and Art set the food out on the counter for later.

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