GAY EROTIC STORY
"My Fuck Buddy Just Got Out of Jail"

Marco has just arrived, and we’re in my kitchen, having a beer, enjoying our usual foreplay. He’s already opened the flap of my leather chaps and is fondling my balls. With his other hand, he’s moving his fingers up and down my chest, under the harness. I’m playing with his oversize nipples. Marco’s a short, sexy Latino, who loves sucking my cock and being fucked – and does he ever know how to use his throat and butt muscles.

I’ve been seeing him for a few weeks. When I hadn’t heard from Chad for a while, I figured he’d made other plans for when he’s released. I still miss him. Marco is fun, but Chad is in another league.

When I met Chad, he was half-closeted and confused. Somehow I managed to lure him back to my apartment, and I’ll never forget the first blow-job I gave him. My erection is fairly big, but his is longer and thicker. Talk about heaven! The hard shaft is smooth and translucent; the huge crown pulses bright red. Its rubbery lobes are separated by a deep /\-slit that leads to a gaping-wide opening at the tip. And he loves watching me suck him off. That first night, he came four times before we finally went to sleep, and the next day we didn’t get out of bed till late afternoon – and then only for a couple of hours.

I was his first steady man, the first guy he fucked, the first to eat his asshole. I was also the first to fuck him and the first he sucked off. He was almost always horny, and during our two years together, the sex just got better and better. It was a real bummer that he got caught selling grass. I know he wasn’t a dealer. He was just doing a friend a favour. And I was really hoping that when he’d done his time, we could go back to the heat we had. Maybe he’s lost interest in me, or his jail experience has changed him.

While Chad was in prison, I only visited him twice because, with travel time, it took three days. Neither of us is much of a letter-writer, but once in a while, he phoned. However, I haven’t heard from him for several weeks, even though he’s due for release. If he calls, and if he wants to get back together, I’m not sure how I’ll deal with it.

Meanwhile, my cute, little Latino lover-boy has pulled my pants down to my ankles. I lean back against the counter and watch him wrap his lips around one of my testicles. “That feels really good, Marco. You like my low-hanging balls, don’t you?”

“Mmmm,” he mumbles, as he rolls it in his mouth. When he wriggles his shirt off, I know he’s inviting me to work on his nipples again. The fleshy nubs, as thick and long as the tips of my fingers, jut out from his hard, hairy chest, inviting torment. I don’t disappoint him, and his head rolls back in euphoria when I twist them with my fingers.

Then, just as he starts sucking my other testicle, the phone rings. It’s right beside me. I can’t decide whether to let it ring or pick it up. It might be Chad. But what will I tell him? After the third ring, I free one hand and lift the receiver.

“Hello?”

“Greg?”

His voice is unmistakable. “Chad!! It’s great to hear you. Are you back in town?”

“I’ve just arrived. That bus trip is a bitch. No wonder you didn’t visit more often.”

“But you haven’t called for weeks.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I just wanted to do the rest of my time and get the hell out.”
As we talk, I remember the first time I wore my leather chaps and harness for him. He gave my ass a major workout, spanking it hard while I lay across his bare thighs, massaging and exploring my ass-rim, then fucking me in every possible position.

From then on, our suck-and-fuck sessions got even more raunchy.

Marco is now scrubbing the crown of my erection with his tongue, which makes concentrating on the conversation a real challenge. “I understand, Chad. So, where are you? What are your plans?”

“Actually, I’m just down the street from your apartment, and I have no plans, other than wanting to get together with you.”

“Now?”

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