"Would you like a drink with your coffee? I could open a bottle of wine."
"Wine would be nice. Thanks."
"I've a bottle of bubbly here that's been waiting for a special occasion. Shall I open it?"
"Is this a special occasion?"
"Well, I think so. Don’t you?"
"I don’t know - but any excuse for a glass of champagne."
"Actually, I'm not sure that coffee goes with champagne. We'll leave the coffee till later."
We both laugh and he finds two flutes and gently - and sensuously - turns the champagne cork in the palm of his hand. After a short while there is a 'plop' and the golden liquid starts to fizz over the top of the bottle. He quickly pours it into the glasses, puts the bottle down and gently licks his own hand where the champagne dripped. He passes me a glass and our hands touch as he does so. I feel myself getting aroused again - but I'm enjoying it this time.
"Let me put some music on. What do you like?"
"Nothing too radical. I'm into most types of Jazz and Blues."
"Blues are a bit sombre for tonight - but I've got some Miles Davis or Dave Brubeck. No let's be really traditional and have Ella."
He sits down next to me as Ella Fitzgerald sings 'That Old Black Magic'. It's very corny, but somehow very appropriate. I feel remarkably comfortable as he gets close to me; Our arms and legs are touching all the way up and I am feeling a warm glow.
"Let me top you up. I do like champagne for romantic evenings."
"It's not something I have very often."
"Champagne or romantic evenings?"
"Ha. Well, both, I suppose. I must lead a dull life."
"As a private detective - I don’t think
so. Your life sounds quite
exciting. It's not everyone who
gets expenses paid trips to
"That's not common - usually it's Shepherd's Bush, Shoreditch or Hackney!"
"Hackney can be quite exciting - don’t you think?"
"I suppose they all are - depending on what you mean by
exciting. I've been attacked
in Hackney, mugged in Shepherd's Bush, had beer thrown over me in
"Oh. A woman? Tell me more."
"She's a female friend of Colin's. She's much older than me but tried to seduce me and is rather frustrated that I spurned her advances."
"I think I know how she feels."
He's reminded me how I behaved last time I was here. I was very nervous about giving in to my instincts - I still am, though I must confess I'm more relaxed this evening. The booze helps, I am sure. But I am still somewhat apprehensive. We sit in silence for a few minutes sipping our champagne but still sitting tightly next to each other.
"I told you earlier, I'm a bit confused about myself at the moment. I've never thought of myself as gay but I don’t understand why you seem to make me feel sexually excited."
Oh, dear. I had not meant to be so direct - it must be the champagne. What will he think of me now?
"Well, you make me sexually excited too. And I know exactly why that is. I fancy you like fuck - and I think you fancy me too. Why don’t you just give way to your true feelings?"
With that, he puts his hand around my shoulder drags me towards him and kisses me. I'm so surprised that I spill my champagne over his shirt but he ignores it and pushes his tongue inside my mouth. I respond enthusiastically. My tongue caresses his and I push into his mouth as well. Within thirty seconds my cock is as hard as stone and his other hand is stroking my thigh; after a short while it is resting on my erection. If anything, this makes it even stiffer and I have an uncontrollable urge to put my hand on his crotch. I feel that his prick is at least as hard as mine and I groan ecstatically. This action stimulates him to squeeze me and to explore my belt and trouser buttons; before I know what is happening he has undone my trousers and is pushing his hand inside my underpants. I can feel his hand on my flesh and he holds my cock firmly but tenderly as he rubs it gently. The kissing is now even more urgent. He takes his hand out for a moment and guides mine into the top of his trousers. He unfastens the top buttons and thrusts my hand inside before replacing his hand back onto my sex. This time he moves it further down the shaft and caresses my balls with his finger tips. I am rubbing his cock now and he is the one groaning gently. I have a feeling inside my chest that I have never experienced before and I think I am going to explode - it is so exciting.
Now, he starts to unbutton my shirt and almost rips it off my back before removing his own. He clasps me in both his arms and kisses me again before standing up. When he does, he pulls me up by my hand and as I get up my trousers fall to my knees and my pants are bulging with the force of my erection. I feel a little embarrassed, but he pulls me towards the door. As I try to move I realise I am somewhat restricted by trousers round my ankles, but I can't get out of them while I still have my shoes on. I shuffle towards the bedroom.
He gently pushes me onto his double bed, lifts my feet up and removes my shoes, socks and trousers. He then undresses himself. God, what a body - slim but fit. Quite muscular - but not overdone. He is now completely naked and looks much better than his photographs on Gaylink. His penis is sticking out straight in front of him; it's longer than mine, but not as thick.
"Do you like it? Most guys seem to."
"I don’t know what to say."
"You can touch it, you know."
I accept his invitation and take it in my right hand. I stroke it from bottom to top.
"That's very good. Now, let's take a look at yours."
With that, he eases me gently back on the bed and whips my pants off before I realise what's happening.
"My - that is a beautiful cock. Such a big head! I can't wait to get that inside me."
"Is it? I've never seen another man's erect penis before. What do you mean - inside you?"
As I sit on the end of his bed, he kneels down in front of me and starts to lick my balls. This causes a tingle to shoot through my whole body. I have never experienced anything like this before. He then moves his tongue onto my shaft and slowly nibbles it. As he moves further up he kisses the head and then gently takes it into his mouth and sucks. I writhe in agonised pleasure and feel that I am going to erupt.