The morning after my first fuck with Sam, I woke up with a raging hardon.  I reflected on how lucky I had been that he was interested in trying sex with me. It could have ended badly if he had been insulted or homophobic.  I relived the feeling of his hairy body against mine, his thick veiny cock fucking both my mouth and ass and I jacked off in my bed.

We had left it open-ended without any commitment to meet again, so I wondered if he would still be interested.  I decided to give him a couple of days and if he didn’t contact me, I would contact him on the pretext of following up on his accounting system.

He had already left for work by the time I went out to drive to work.  I was very busy with several client meetings and systems to set up.  At 2:30 pm I received a phone call from an unknown number and was close to not answering it.  I did anyway and it was Sam.  My cock jumped at just hearing his voice.  He told me that he had enjoyed last night very much and would like to meet again for some more fun.  I invited him over to my place after work. 

We drove up to our houses at the same time, greeted each other with a firm handshake that was more than just friendly. I could feel the electricity between us.  He told me I looked good in my suit.  He was again wearing the workboots, jeans and polo and was sweaty.  He suggested that he should take a shower and come over.  I told him, no, to come directly in.   He took a six-pack of beer out of the cooler in his truck and followed me in and out to my secluded patio.

We embraced in a big bear hug and sucked at each other’s mouths greedily.  My mouth clenched down on his tongue and sucked saliva out of his mouth and he readily sent more.  I moved down and licked and chewed on the tuft of hair sticking out the neck of his polo.  He removed his shirt and I licked his sweaty matted chest hair.  His sweat and pheromones sent my blood rushing to my already hard cock.  I raised his right arm and licked and chewed on his furry, sweaty pit.  When I couldn’t get any more taste out, I moved over to his left pit and continued.  Fuck, blood was pounding in my head and my cock was throbbing and my ass hole was twitching.

I tore his pants off and engulfed his hard cock.  He threw his head back with a loud groan.  His cock and balls reeked of sweat and piss and I lapped it up voraciously.  He pulled me up, tore my jacket, tie and shirt and off and started pulling my nipples roughly. I hastily removed the rest of my clothes and he kneeled down and licked and sucked my cock. It was clear that he didn’t have a lot of experience sucking cock, but I enjoyed it immensely.  He surprised me by spinning me around and diving into my ass.  He tongued my hole roughly and rubbed his beard up and down on my crack.  I couldn’t wait anymore and told him to fuck me now.

He spat on my hole and plunged his cock in.  I was so horny that there was no resistance and he was immediately balls-in deep.  I moaned “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” and he did.  Just as he did yesterday, he powerfully fucked me like his cock was a piston.  I was so horny I revealed in his roughness.  I bent over the patio table at an angle that allowed his thick cock to hit my prostate. My body began to shake uncontrollably and he asked me if I was ok.

“Yes, just keep fucking me, daddy,” was my response.  He picked the rhythm and power up a notch and I thought he would split my ass open.  He told me he was close to blowing and I started stroking my cock. His body stiffened, he growled and started shot load after load of his cum in my ass.  When I felt the first hot blast hit my bowels, my cock shot its wad.  I had never shot such a large load of cum.  I lay limp over the table and he laid on top of me.  When I felt his hairy chest on my back, I came again.  

We were both spent and we relaxed on the patio drinking beer and smoking cigarettes.  After a while, Sam looked at me with his steel-blue eyes and quietly said, “Thanks man…”.

I chuckled and smiled back at him and said, “no need for thanks.”

We agreed to shower together.  I eagerly soaped him up and was fascinated by the amount, texture and length of his body hair.  It made me horny just to touch him.  He soaped me thoroughly and we kissed deeply in the shower.  I thought to myself that I was going to have to be careful not to fall in love with this man.

He asked me over to his house and he would grill steaks.  We had a nice meal, followed by cognac and cigars on his patio.  We sat there talking and it was like we had known each other our whole lives— talking, laughing and our personalities just clicked.  Thinking he might want to be alone, I told him I would take off.  He told me that if I wanted to, he would like for me to stay the night.

We climbed into bed snuggled, kissed and as a result, our cocks stiffened.  He moved down and started licking and sucking my cock.  I moved into a sixty-nine and we licked and sucked.  There was no way I was going to be able to sleep without cumming and my hole was hungry again.  I hopped on him, positioned his cock on my hole and eased myself down.  I rode him for a while and then he turned me over with my legs over his shoulders and started fucking me missionary style.  It was slow and gentle but powerful fuck. 

I looked into his face and his steel-blue eyes looked directly into my eyes.  My heart thumped.  He reached down and stroked my cock in tempo with his fucking.  He asked if I was ready and we ejaculated together… He rolled me over and spooned me. Before I fell asleep, I again thought that I am going to have to be damn careful not to fall in love with this man…