Year two living in NYC. The first year took some getting used to, moving from small town Kansas was a bit of an adjustment. The big city, the hunky guys, the hustle and bustle of 8 million people definitely took some getting used to. Back home, I'd be lucky to see one other gay man, let alone someone who genuinely was interested in me. Here in my new home, I had my pick of the horny men. Scrolling endlessly through the "dating" apps, messaging the guys that I thought might be a fun time was how I spent most of my evenings these days. Rarely did it ever lead to something exciting though. Until one February morning.
The morning was crisp, having left my apartment window open over night, the more air chilled my small one bedroom Brooklyn apartment. I pulled the covers on my bed closer to me as I slowly wiped the grogginess from my eyes. I always loved the cool air in the mornings. Feeling the chill creep across my nude body first thing in the morning always put me in a good mood. Chills running down my spine, causing my body to erupt in goosebumps and shiver a bit. I reluctantly pushed myself out of bed and to the bathroom where I stood for moment to admire the hard work that was my body. Back when I left Kansas, I was a thin, yet strong 21 year old. Now at 22, I had transformed myself into quite a hunk. What used to just be somewhat toned, now was a fully formed 6 pack. My pecs developed nicely to showcase my pierced nipples. The cold morning air caused them to be more erect than normal. You could just barely see the blond chest hair that covered my torso, gently funneling down my stomach and falling neatly into my trimmed pubes.
The cool air, and my usual morning wood had me worked up this morning. My cock was already standing at attention and I hadn't even had my morning coffee yet. Most mornings, I would lay in bed and watch some porn to get myself off. Today was special though, I was running late getting ready for a big job interview. I jumped in the shower, feeling the warm water wash the cold from my body. Watching as it ran down my torso, my abs acting as an aqueduct, directing the water to envelope my dick. After fully washing my body, I rinsed off and grabbed my towel.
Drying off and throwing some product in my hair, I walked back into my bedroom naked. I could feel my cock swaying side to side with each step I took. Slipping on a fairly risqué jock strap that left little to the imagination. Clearly defining my large mushroom head and outlining my shaft. My package was quite the sight in this underwear. Perfectly supported, mouthwatering, asking for someone to run their hands down my body, just ready for my cock to be unleashed. My pants did little to hid my bulge. If anything, they made it more noticeable. Hugging my hips perfectly, and outlining my perky ass. All of this was planned. I had been eye fucking a guy on the train the last few days and today was the day that I was going to as if he wanted to meet up. I threw on my button down, tucked it quickly into my waistband, grabbed my shoes and bag, and out the door I went, stopping down the street for a quick coffee.
As I got to the station, there he was. Mark was tall, dark, and handsome. His dark wavy hair was perfectly styled. Pushed back out of his face so you could see the piercing light blue eyes behind his adorable thick, black rimmed glasses. His facial hair was neatly trimmed, perfectly framing his jawline. A jawline so sharp, it could cut you if you weren't careful. You could tell that Mark worked out. You could see from the bubble but that his khaki chinos so wonderfully housed. You could see the musculature of his thighs as he stood, leaning against the tiled wall of the station. My eyes were immediately drawn to his bulge. Perfectly sat between his legs, almost able to make out his shaft, just barely hidden behind the zipper of his chinos. Oh how much I wished that I would be able to get my hands on that cock. Feel it get hard as I kissed on his neck. The thought made my own package swell.
In that moment, Mark looked in my direction. I caught his eye and gave a slightly crooked smile. Did he think that I was weird for looking at him? Did he feel the same way I did? I could tell he was gay by the rainbow sticker that was stuck on the front of his computer. He always carried that with him in a back pack, but would get it out to do some work on the train while we traversed into the city. Once we were on the train, he sat opposite me, tapping away on his computer but I couldn't help but notice his glances toward me every now and then. His round glasses perfectly framing those blue eyes, feeling like they could see directly through me. Feeling like he was undressing me with his eyes. I tried to replicate that feeling toward him. Something must have been working though. Mark put his computer back in his back pack and spread his legs slightly. You could definitely tell that he was packing down there. His bulge seemed to have swelled slightly. I'm not sure if my mind was playing tricks on me, but it looked like there was a small wet spot right about where the head of his cock was. Something must have intrigued him as he leaned over toward me, across the aisle.
"Hey, would you be interested in meeting up later? I think we live in the same building. We could meet in the lobby if you want!" Mark said quietly.
"I would love that! How about tonight, 8pm. If you want, you are more than welcome to come up to my apartment, 41 F. I'll make us some drinks and we can get to know each other?" I responded almost sheepishly.
"It's a date! I'll be there!" He said as he handed me his phone. "Mind giving me your number? I'll text you this evening and confirm that we're still on!"
I took his phone and put my number in to text myself. We both parted ways to go about our day. Around lunch time, I got a text from Mark.
"Hey Sean! Looking forward to tonight!
"Hey Mark! Same here! I'm gonna head to the gym after I get back home, but I'll be ready by 8!"
I did just that. I took the train home, changed into my gym going outfit and ran down to the gym in my apartment building. Once I got there, I threw in my earbuds and did a quick high intensity workout for about 45 minutes. By the time I was finished and drenched in sweat, it was 7:15. Just enough time for me to get back upstairs, shower and be ready for Mark to come over.
7:45 rolled around and I had just gotten out of the shower. Still drying off, I heard a knock on my door. Shit! He's early! I thought. I can't keep him waiting out there or he'll think I'm blowing him off! I wrapped my towel around my waist and walked to the door. Looking through my peephole, I could see Mark's beautiful face standing just outside.
Opening the door, I invited Mark inside.
"Hey! Sorry! I just need to throw some clothes on real quick! Feel free to make yourself at home!
"Thanks! Sorry for being early, my evening got a little boring, so I figured that I would come up a little bit earlier than we planning. I should have texted you first to make sure that was okay."
"It's all good! I was just about ready! Give me 2 minutes!"
I walked back to my bedroom, leaving my door open. As I looked for some basketball shorts to throw on, Mark came in the room.
"Nice apartment you have up here! I'm down in 14 B. You have quite the view up here!" He said as he looked me up and down. My eyes returned the look. He was just wearing a t-shirt and some shorts. Though, by the looks of it, he was free balling in those shorts. You could clearly see the outline of his thick cock. I could almost see it swelling as he looked at me. My own cock could hardly contain its excitement. I could feel it growing under my towel as he looked at me.
"Thanks! I love it! The view is stunning!" Just as I was saying that, Mark walked over to me. A look of lust in his eyes. I could see that he must have worked out this evening too. He still had that 'after-the-gym' pump. I could barely keep my cool as his hands lightly touched my arm. "You look like you had a good session at the gym this evening. Your biceps look fantastic!"
"Thanks! I thought if you were working out, I should too. We must have just missed each other!" He said as he moved his hands closer to my waist. I could see his cock very clearly now, pitching a tent in his shorts. It had to be at least 9 inches, and THICK. My mouth started watering at the thought of seeing it in front of me. "Is it okay if I loosing your towel a little?"
He barely waited for my head nod before he pulled the towel from around my waist. My body shuddered with excitement. He dropped the towel and moved closer. Placing a hand under my chin, he pulled me in for a kiss. A kiss like none other! I had my fair share of experience making out, but this was different. He knew exactly how to kiss me to get my cock rock hard. I wasn't small by any means. 7 inches, about 6 in girth. I was proud of my cock. But compared to him, I felt small.
We kept making out for a while, he pushed me against the wall and really went for it. Our tongues were twisting with each other. Barely coming up for air, we both started breathing heavily. I was running my hands under Mark's shirt, feeling every muscle on his torso. Caressing his nipples with my fingers. Eventually I pulled Mark's shirt off. Revealing a beautiful dusting of dark chest hair perfectly trimmed across his pecs. From there, a trail ran down his stomach, lightly covering his abs in the most appetizing way. Eventually it disappeared into the waistband of his basketball shorts. Without a second thought, I pushed his shorts down over his perfect ass. His cock popped out and bounced for a moment while he stepped out of his shorts. My mind raced as I led him over to my bed.
I pushed him down on his back as I crawled up on top of him. His dark hair slightly messy, I kissed him more. I could tell he wanted to play. I could feel his cock as he pressed it against mine. Our cock lined up perfectly with each other. I grab them both and began to slowly stroke. He took in a sharp breath as I felt a fairly large drop of precum come from the tip of his cock. I spread it around with my thumb while I stroked our cocks in unison. Still kissing him, I took my other hand and teased his perfect nipples. A low moan came from Mark's throat, he pushed his tongue further into my mouth and then released our lips from one another.
"Get on your knees. I need to feel my cock in your mouth." He said to me, almost pleading. I had been waiting for this moment for weeks now. Ever since we both noticed each other on the train. I gently climbed off his beautiful body and got on my knees at the foot of the bed. Mark shimmied down slightly until I was staring directly at his cock. His pubes had been trimmed but were slightly longer than mine. His cock was perfect, in every way. It was perfectly straight, had a large mushroom head that was fully plumped up. His balls hung low, perfectly placed for me to play with.
I moved closer to his crotch, I could smell his almost intoxicating musk. I put the tip of his cock to my lips. Another bead of precum appeared just as my tongue grazed over his head. The slightly bitter, saltiness was a welcome taste. Before I knew it, I had his entire cock down my throat. My nose was being tickled by his pubes. I caressed his balls in my hand while I deep throated him. I could tell he was enjoying this but the moans and vocalizations coming from further up the bed. He moved one of his hands to pull on his own nipple, and the other he put on the back of my head, shoving my head further into his crotch. It wasn't long before he was fully face-fucking me. All 9 inches of his hot cock were being pushed and pulled from my mouth. I was gagging occasionally but that only seemed to get him going even more.
"I'm close..." He said hoarsely. He let go of the back of my head and stood up. "Stay there, I want to cum on your face" As he said that, he positioned himself back in front of my and pushed his cock back into my mouth. I sat back on my heels and stroked my own cock. I could feel myself getting close to coming as he pulled his cock from my mouth. He stroked his thick meat stick while I sucked on his balls. His other hand still playing with his nipples. Every muscle in his body tense. It wasn't long until his moaning got louder and it almost seemed like his legs were going to buckle. As he was stroking his cock, my mouth played with the head. I could feel his cock getting harder, his moaning was louder yet, until he took a small step back and yelled "I'm gonna cum!"
Thick ropes of cum shot from his cock. The first landed on my cheek. Then a second hit me square in the chin. The third shot ended up on my forehead and in my hair. Next came the fourth, fifth and sixth ropes. Finally, as he finished, the last of him cum dripped from his cock and happened to land on my own. His eyes opened and he looked down at me, still slightly stroking the cock that had just covered me in his baby batter. He again put a hand under my chin and pulled me up to kiss him. His hand swapped from his cock to mine, stroking me, causing my legs to begin to give out. Next thing I knew, Mark had dropped to his knees and completely swallowed my cock.
"If your not careful, I'm gonna cum soon!" I said as he slurped between my legs. His eyes looked up at me with a hungry expression. He continued to suck my cock, using his hand to add some extra stimulation. Just enough to push me over the edge. My cock exploded down Mark's throat. Rope after rope shot in Mark's mouth as he swallowed my load. He continued to suck my cock until it got too sensitive to handle and I pulled its back and kissed him. His load was still on my face but was now sliding downward.
"I think I need to go shower, wanna join?" I said as I backed toward the bathroom.
"I'd love that!" Mark replied as he got off his knees and his cock bounced, still semi-hard. "Next time, I want you to cum on my face, and I'll cum in your ass"
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