Part 7 - a first encounter with Jonty (contd)
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As I freshened up in the bathroom before heading to the bedroom I felt excited yet apprehensive on what this intense and spontaneous man had in store for me in the bedroom. As I finished drying off I clipped on a leather cockstrap that encircled my by now erect shaved cock and balls then followed by a sheer black fine mesh thong with just a string running through my buttocks. Other than that I was nude and exposed. Excited and tingly I made my way along the corridor to the bedroom door.
Opening the door I saw the curtains closed with sunlight still coming in through the material. It seemed quite usual with furniture in the 70's wooden style, the only sexy concession being a sexy male nude with buttocks on display. Jonty was kneeling on bed with his fully aroused cock proudly displayed for play encircled by a rubber ring. He said "Give us a twirl"as he surveyed the thong. I turned around so he could see my rear view and again he said "Nice arse" with a lustful look in his eyes. He reached out and pulled me to the bedside his fingers finding my nipples and firmly fingering them as his lips and tongue found mine. The tiny thong could not contain my erection and it burst free, Jonty helping it to the ground. Before I knew it Jonty had pulled me to the bed and was on top of me kissing passionately our hard cocks rubbing against each other. He looked masterful and in control like that looking down at me. I momentarily broke free and took some more red wine from the bedside and kept my poppers close at hand.
As we kissed again I felt his hard cock and he offered it up to my lips as he turned into a 69 position with us both sucking. A taste of his pre-cut followed and I could feel his hands circling around my sexhole. A coming up for air I took a gulp of wine and then a couple of hits of poppers - I could sense where this was going to. As the poppers took hold I lay back on the silky bed sheet feeling very turned on and its satin feel against my naked body. He worked his way down my body kissing his way down to the cock sucking just on the head which was driving me wild. He then lifted my buttocks up and my legs were over my head exposing my sexhole. Soon his lips and tongue found this licking both along the crease and circling round the sexhole. He placed a pillow under my buttocks as he lowered my legs and I felt first one finger and then another heavily lubed and worked inside as he kissed my tits. With my eyes closed this felt amazing and soon a third finger followed. But suddenly I felt something bigger replace the fingers as they withdraw - what was that? My sexhole seemed to contract and then I felt it stretched open again as I gasped. Looking into his face Jonty had a slight leer as he said "You could feel my anal balls then?" And I also felt them as he eased them out, my cock twitching even more.
I looked across his side of the bed and noticed he now had taken out from the bedside drawer two dildos and a rubber inflatable device. I was feeling very horny as well as drunk and lightheaded from the poppers so had no sense of wanting to stop these exquisite pleasures this intense man was giving me . He pulled me over his head as he lay on the bed simultaneously jerking my cock as his tongue rimmed my arse crack and exploring the sexhole. Pretty soon he stood up and told me to go on my hands and knees. I took more poppers and then felt him easing a thick rubber dildo inside and then working it around the sexhole he then turned and pushed his cock into my mouth as I felt it deep there and coated in my slobber.
After both of us took more wine I lay back and again Jonty moved on top playing with my nipples, his touch getting me turned on again as his fingers worked my well lubricated hole. He then made to lift my legs up and I felt his hard cock trying to find the sexhole but unprotected. This wasn't what I expected and I squirmed back. "What about the condoms?" and he said "Never use them - they stop the feeling". It was an awkward moment and perhaps he thought the feeling would take over. He accepted it wasn't going there nor for the large inflatable dildo - it was just too much for me at that stage. It was awkward for a moment but Jonty kept the sexy mood going by then kneeling over my face and then pushing his hard cock past my lips. It took ages of dedicated sucking but it wasn't long before it started the familiar twitching and jet after jet of salty mancream erupted in my mouth, spilling past my lips and over my chin. His needs satisfied for now he then jerked me off to first a buildup and then a shattering and spurting climax..
After we both cleaned up Jonty ordered a taxi for the station and when it arrived he saw me to the door eager to catch his ice skating show. His final words were:
'I'll text". Did that mean it was his way of saying goodbye or would we explore more?