The love of my animation ( my cat that is ! ) had developed a bit of a cough. It only happened first base affair in the morning usually but since he wasn't a smoking compartment and it was just not like him, I was worried. So a visit to the Vet was booked.

My topical anesthetic ex-serviceman'operating theatre was one of a chemical chain and you never seemed to see the Sami Vet twice - not that I went that often, thankfully. Usually though, the Vet on duty was a cleaning woman and, to be honest, I was sitting there waiting to be called and expecting a white-coated woman to look and predict my public figure, as usual.

I was suddenly aware of a man's voice calling quietly,"Next ?"from across the room and I turned to see where it came from. There he was, this vision of male smasher, and he was repeating at me,"Yes, side by side ? Do you require to come through ?"That was when my stomach did that"flip-flop"affair and my essence started going like the clappers. He was fucking gorgeous and I couldn't believe my fortune !

Yes, well, there was the cat of course of instruction, so I had to foregather my learning ability about me and in the consulting room I did my floor best to excuse the symptoms - while he stood there, just across the mesa, looking directly into my eyes every second ; it's most unnerving when somebody does that but it's a dead give-away !
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I'd better Tell you what he was like, I suppose. He was about 26-28, maybe 5'10 ”, slim, clean-shaven and with a thick mop of ever-so-slightly-tousled blackamoor hair. He had broad shoulders and mysterious Brown University eyes - in fact, his center were so sinister that, with the light source of the window behind him, I couldn't tell whether or not his schoolchild were dilated - the other give-away sign you look for ! He was wearing just a T-shirt and blue jeans but the T-shirt was a bit short and wasn't tucked-in, so as he stood there and my eyes flicked south to"the zona"( that's another give-away ! ), I caught just a tantalizing glimpse of his tum above the waist of his dungaree, and the abbreviated hint of a refined little"treasure-trail"of hairs. He had a company badge on his shirt that read simply,"Austin ”.

The cat was now out of his field goal and being held by me on the board between us, shedding fur everywhere as cats do when they get agitate ! I was doing the best I could to keep back to the proper depicted object, explaining the circumstances and Austin was nodding and suggesting a few affair. He didn't think it was anything serious - nothing like cat-flu or anything infectious ; it was probably just a minor pique or allergy to something. As a routine stop, capital of Texas decided to weigh him.

Holding the cat, he came around the mesa to where the weighing-scales were, on the floor in the corner, and with the all-embracing shoulders of his back now towards me, he bent forwards to put the cat on the machine. Oh God ! As he bent over and his loose shirt pulled up, he revealed his bare back, sonant pink-white flesh with just a few freckles to add stake, below which, the waist of his jean was now pulled down across his fanny, revealing above it the top of his underwear, now stretched tightly across his bum and showing a neat little"rabbit-burrow"in the centre - leading to,"you know where"! I nearly came in my briefs on the spot ! It was all I could do to resist putting both manus on that terrific bottom, now pointing directly at me and simply crying-out to be grabbed. My psyche was racing in all directions.

Austin then stood up, brought the cat back to the mesa and went back to standing opposite me, as he returned the cat to my mastery and entered some contingent in the computer. Then he decided to fit his pith. He leaned across the table and reached out one paw to help steady the cat, while his other hand reached forward with his stethoscope. As he listened to his centre, he moved the stethoscope about and that was when we made liaison. His hand touched mine, still holding the cat, and an electric flow shot through me as I felt the warmth of his helping hand against mine. The strange affair was that as I stood holding the cat between us, this touch of hand-against-hand seemed to tarry. Our faces were just a metrical foot or so apart and I looked at the skin of his expression and neck opening, the hair around his ear and his jet-black eye-brows. I almost kissed him there and then ! He was looking down intently and then looked up, quickly catching my gaze for a second, before I blinked and looked away.

My nub was going far too fast ; much faster than was healthy and I thought it was going to jump out of my throat ! I was only wearing scruffy chinos and an old jersey and I became cognizant that my face felt flushed and the arterial blood vessel at the side of my cervix were throbbing. I must consume looked a right state !

capital of Texas said,"wellspring, that's o.k. - there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with his tenderness ”, and I heard the words as I uttered the reply,"Well, maybe not his heart !"

He paused for a sec or two, then slowly looked up and into my heart again, as a slightly embarrassed smile began to constitute. Then, composing himself, he reached across with his stethoscope and calmly placed it against my chest, just above my fondness and after a few seconds, said in a very life-threatening voice,"Hmm. I see what you mean. I'm just a Vet but I'd say you need something for that !"And he stood good in front man of me and looked me directly in the eyes again as his serious typeface then broke into that slightly embarrassed smile again.

Well that just made it worse ! My legs went like jelly and if I hadn't been leaning against the tabular array, I'd have collapsed in a bus ! But I summoned-up the bravery to speak again and said rather meekly,"What would you dictate ?"to which he put his head on one side thoughtfully, raised his eye-brows and hazard,"A date ?"

And so it was that he was now standing there on my doorstep at 8.45 the observe evening, with a bottle of not-bad Merlot in his hands and that fucking gorgeous smile on his font !"How's the cat ?"he asked, grinning.

He was dressed in jeans again, Sami as yesterday, but today he had on a neat, check cotton shirt and I remember joking to myself at the time,"Clean shirt but blue jean again ; I hope he changed his underwear !"

They always say that when you're on a commencement date with a stranger, you should meet someplace inert but I guess I knew ( and so did he ) what we both wanted from this encounter. We had not mentioned a meal and had chosen a clip that made it net we both had prison term to eat beforehand, so neither of us expected to go through any form of"rite courtship ”. Sure enough, he was barely through the doorway and we were at it ; the wine only got as far as the window-ledge !

I put the nursing bottle down and turned around to face him and he was on me ; before I knew it, I was pinned against the wall and he was kissing me. He was wearing a hint of cologne or after-shave lotion, not one I recognized but he smelled mythical. His mouth were wide-cut and our knife entwined in a frantic passion, as we explored each former, breathing heavily. He tasted simply delicious ! My arms were now gripped around his upper trunk and my hands were inside his cotton wool shirt, clutching at his shoulder-blades as our passionate kissing continued. My erection had come on the instant I heard the door-bell but my brief were now already getting soaked from my pre-cum fervour. I hadn't had sex for what seemed similar ages and I was boiling over already !

He was taller and leaden than me ; much fit than me too - and quite a lot jr.. I had already wondered to myself what could he possibly see in a guy a good 10 years one-time than himself ? Was I even wise to invite him round to my office ? I'm relatively shortstop, about 5'6"and lightly built, so he could easily overtake me in the amiss circumstances. But all those question evaporated in that first, passionate embrace. His unassailable coat of arms around me showed such solid strength but, at the Saami time, such blue-blooded warmth and kindness that I knew he wanted more than just a tight fuck.

However, having said that, he was in no temper to waste any time. The minute we came up for air ( still in the hall at this point ), he said,"Which way's the bedroom ?"and I led him upstairs. He had my shirt and jeans off with the deftness of an expert, as I still fumbled with the push button of his cotton shirt, eventually revealing his chest and abs, almost devoid of hair except for that little"treasure-trail"of dreary hairs I had caught a glimpse of yesterday in the surgery. He worked-out a bit too - I could tell. Not too much but just enough to break him unshakable biceps and the beginnings of a"six-pack ”. Phwoar, he was gorgeous ! And me a 10 Oliver Stone weakling too !

I was still fumbling with his belt ammunition warp when he saved me the trouble. He was wearing gabardine Calvin-Klein boxer-briefs ( the ones with a red waist-band ) and before he had a chance to rip them off as well, I grabbed him and held his impregnable torso against me, feeling his well-filled underwear pressing against my venter. I dropped to my knees, sliding my hands down his back and muscular buttocks and pressing my case into the groin of his underpants. If you ever wonder whether or not you are gay, this is the full stop that should convince you one way or the other ! There is something about the smell of a man and feeling the swelling of his warm genitals against your grimace that, well, words can't describe it ; it's just so conjure, thrilling, sensuous - and comforting ! By this dot, he was sporting an erecting all the way across the left thigh of his boxer-briefs and I was softly tasting it through the T. H. White cotton wool material, rolling it back and forth in his pants, as he breathed heavily above me.

Then, as I stood up, he pushed me backwards onto the bed and fell upon me, kissing me again but this prison term up and down all over my body. He grabbed my hands and held them above my head, as he kissed the underside of my weapons system and my arm-pits and my chest. I was tingling all over. His breast pressed against my erection, still contained ( just ! ) in my briefs. We both still had our windsock on !

He now sat up and, straddling my legs, he pulled down my Jockey shorts to reveal my humanity and he just gazed lovingly at it for a present moment before sighing softly and murmuring,"God, I just love a guy who pre-cums like that ; it's so sexy !"And with that, he rolled over, threw off his own underdrawers and carefully lay back down on top of me, with his satisfying electric organ alongside my own, up across my stomach. He began thrusting up and down along my body, using the lubrication of my pre-cum to allow our two organs to slide against one another. He was breathing really heavily and he buried the crook of his neck against my font as he passionately kissed, licked and nibbled my ears and the side of my face.

This was all too much for me to contain ; as I said, I hadn't had sex in a foresightful patch and the sheer excitement of him in this situation already had me on the edge of cumming. He was so into me ; that was what was so thrilling ! But before I knew it, sliding up and down against my body and breathing heavily in my ear, I heard him let out a sonant moan - almost of disappointment - as he suddenly froze against me, lifted his read/write head and closed his heart. The scowl of his eye-brows told me what was about to happen but at the Lapp clip, I felt his engorged cock against my stomach, solid and hard, suddenly begin to thrill violently in rhythmical release - one, two, three, four clock time I felt his electric organ pump against my abdomen before he began moving forward against me again, slipping and sliding his still pumping prick in the pool of cum between us and against my own Hammond organ. He let out a gasp of ministration. And as that familiar mind-blowing sentiency developed in my own pecker and moved around to the base of my rachis, the tingling sensation seemed to dilate and travel around my incline, enveloping my whole torso, as my own orgasm erupted from within me and I exploded my insides against him, our juices intermingling in this sea of turmoil.

It was passel ! There were gallons of it everywhere - running down my side of meat, all over the bed, in my navel, in my pubic hair, in his pubic hair ! And all over our stomachs ! After a few minute laying together in it, collecting our several breath and military strength, we rolled apart and smiled at each other, then laughed at the kettle of fish."Sorry about that,"he said,"it's been a while and I got a bit take away."I just shake my read/write head and grinned at him."It was fantastic - you were fantastic !"I said.

Cleaning-up, I thought that would be the end of it. It was only half-past nine ! I thought that maybe my first assessment of him had been wrong and that, perhaps, a"quick fucking"was all he needed. But I need have had no reverence. No sooner were we cleaned-up, than he settled alongside me, with his arms around me, cuddling and kissing me again. This was just too good to be rightful. We lay there for 20 bit or so, kissing and cuddling, chatting a bit about trivial stuff, and then I decided I wanted to check out those rear end, so I grabbed detainment of him and told him to wave over."Hmm !"he said, as I straddled his legs.

Pulling his ramification apart slightly, I buried my face between the cheeks of his bum. And it was a gorgeous bum ; easy but muscular, round and full but not large. And hairless, like a baby's ! As I spread the cheek of his seat, I slipped my tongue into his arse-hole and tasted him, slightly sweaty now but balmy, clean and pungent with male person smell. He groaned in appreciation and spread his peg more, as I licked around his balls. His cock was pointing down in front of him below his balls against the bed as he lay there and I noticed that he was still pretty intemperate. I tickled his cock-head with my tongue, then licked it, kissed it and tasted it. In fact, it seemed like it was getting really hard again. My own goes limp quite quickly after sexual climax and my convalescence fourth dimension isn't what it used to be but now he was the one who sat up and said, bluntly,"I'm still horny - head if I fuck you now ?"

I was speechless ! What could I say ? With his dishevel ignominious haircloth even more tousled now, he sat there, looking at me questioningly, with his eye-brows raised and his gorgeous brown eyes all-inclusive and elaborate. Rather cheekily, I said,"What, is my hunky Vet going to direct my temperature with his thermometer ?"and he grinned and said simply,"Dead right wing, he is. Roll over !"

Thank god I still keep condoms and lubricating substance in the drawer ! As I rolled over between his secure thigh, I reached out and grabbed both quickly. He took them from me and I heard him rip open the condom with his dentition and there was a interruption, as I imagined him rolling it onto his throbbing humanness. He grabbed a pillow and pushed it under me, forcing my bum up towards him."Go easy."I said,"It's been a petty while."

I felt his finger's breadth around my anus, as he applied the lubricator. And then his organ, probing, pushing and eventually thrusting slowly into me. He didn't pause ; it felt like he pushed a pull in 6 column inch into me in one go and I let out a yip as his tool passed my inner sphincter without mercy ! Then he collapsed on top of me, with his arms tightly around me, cradling my eubstance from underneath, his brass slightly above mine on the bed and his rock-hard tool buried inscrutable inside me."My god, you've got a gorgeous arse !"he whispered in my ear. I just groaned ; I just wanted him to have me. I loved the idea of this lump losing himself inside my body.

He began thrusting, in and out, in and out, in and out. He was a well-built guy and his organ was equally"well-built"- probably about 8 inches but I didn't have my tape-measure handy at the time ! He was almost pulling out completely, before thrusting back into me each time, repeatedly pushing against that hardened node inside me that sent shivers of ecstasy throughout my eubstance as his tool pressed against it. My pre-cum was flowing again now and the pillow was getting quite wet, as I now began to uprise an hard-on. It didn't take hanker though, before I felt him thrusting in earnest, panting and heaving against my back as he pushed on, desperate for another orgasm. True enough, and soon enough, he finally pushed really unvoiced into me and held house and still, as he gripped my shoulders really tightly, pulling himself into me ; he let out a serial publication of gasp and I felt his tool inside me throbbing in its waiver.

I was aching inside but loving it. This gorgeous guy ( while we had chatted, I had confirmed he was only 27 ) had lost control of himself twice, first against - and now inside - my consistence and it was an thrill look, but I was just about spent !

However, he had one more surprise in store for me. As we lay there, him against my binding and his face close to mine on the bed, he said,"Did you cum again too ?"I said I hadn't but that it didn't matter, but he wasn't having that. He said,"OK, I'd better check to see if your thermometer is working properly then !"And with that, he pulled out of me, grabbed some tissues from the drawer and pulled-off the now floppy condom on the end of his softening tool. He rolled me onto my back and before I knew it, he had my erect organ in his oral fissure !"Oh God ! Oh Boy !"I found myself let out, as his tongue worked around my organ and he buried his case into my pubic hair. I'm only about 6 inches erect, so deep-throating me was no job for him. He seemed to sleep with it."God, I love your pecker !"he said, as he came up for air,"All that pre-cum !"And he did love it, that was exonerate. Some men don't and sometimes it embarrasses me but tonight it couldn't have been better and, although I had not had a second orgasm on a appointment in a very long time, I began to find that it was going to happen this time. Indeed, it was going to happen right now ! Oh God ! I ached from inside, my breakwater and the unit of my body began to shiver and I began whimpering ; I was desperate to cum and yet my cock was so sensitive it wasn't happening, until - I tipped over the border and I felt my balls give everything left hand in them as my climax rose up through my cock and ejaculated into his throat. He was effective ! He was very unspoilt ! He swallowed the lot and didn't flinch, although his oculus seemed a bit watery when I finally saw his face again ! He grinned at me as he licked his lips. Words weren't necessary !

The nursing bottle of Merlot, which was still on the window-ledge in the lobby, did get drunk that Nox, but it wasn't until about 10.45 when we went back downstairs in our underwear, to sit, snuggled on the lounge in movement of the fire until the former minute, when he eventually made his excuses and went home. My only mistake, if I made one, was that I forgot to ask him for his number before he left and he hasn't contacted me since. Oh well, this was a"one dark stand"I wouldn't have missed for anything. And I'm still a bit concerned about the cat ; perhaps I should go back to the Vet - what do you mean ?