Shrinks

Follow the trail, Jack had said. What did he mean, I wondered, until I
walked in. I closed the door behind me, then turned around. The place
was nice, if a little messy, dimly lit, with techno-industrial music on at
a low volume from some unseen stereo.

There was also a line of small shiny objects on the floor. I bent down
to look at them more closely. They were small foil packets – condom
packages. I grinned. Looks like I won’t have to talk to Jack about
safety, I thought. He’s obviously got what it takes in more ways than
one.

As instructed, I followed the trail of condoms, which led through the
main room into the kitchen, then down a hallway to what I hoped was his
bedroom. Like the front door had been, the door to his room was slightly
open. I pushed it open the rest of the way, and was delighted by what I
saw in the room.

Jack was sitting on a chair, smiling up at me. He was also naked, with
his cock already nice and hard. At the sight of me he flexed it, and I
lusted after him as his love muscle did a stretch just for me.

“I like where this trail leads,” I said.
“I hoped you would,” he answered.
“Can I have some of that?” I asked, gesturing to his erect rod.
“You can have all of it, man,” he said, “It’s all for you.”

I walked into the room, and as I did so I undressed. First my shirt fell
to the floor, then my shoes came off, followed by socks and pants. I
started to take off my underwear but Jack stopped me.

“I want to savor this,” he said, reaching out to touch my boner through
my tented shorts. “This is choice.”

His fingers felt fantastic on my cock, even separated as it was from them
by the fabric. Jack leaned forward and put his mouth on it, and his hot
breath on my rod was wonderful. I hoped I could make him feel at least
half as good as he was making me feel.

While Jack was breathing on my cock I noticed a bowl of condoms on the
desk beside his chair. He was definitely ready for whatever I could come
up with. Then he pulled my underwear down, exposing my dick to the air.
I let my shorts drop and I stepped out of them, leaving them in front of
the chair right where the trail of condoms ended.

Jack took a condom from the bowl on his desk and tore it open. Then he
put it in his mouth and pulled me close. Putting his mouth onto my
now-naked cock, he slowly slid the latex sheath down the length of my
organ. It felt bizarre and also incredible, unlike anything I’d felt
before.

The condom must’ve been super-thin, because I sure didn’t lose any
sensation having it on. Jack sucked my dick, taking as much into his
mouth as he could at a time. It felt wonderful to be sucked that way, but
I wanted something even better than Jack’s cocksucking. I wanted to taste
his mouth – I wanted to kiss him!

I took him by the shoulders and pulled him up into a standing position.
My cock slipped out of his mouth but I didn’t care, I wanted his mouth
somewhere else just then.

When we were standing face to face I brought my lips to his and kissed
him, deeply, passionately. His passion rose to meet mine and he kissed me
back, hard. We put our arms around each other and squeezed tight – not
wanting to let go for any reason, ready to hold on for as long as
possible.

There was something magical in that embrace, that moment we shared,
something special that belonged to us, only us. No one could ever take
this from us – this was our moment, for now and ever. Whatever power
joined us in that brilliant moment, that ecstatic embrace, was gone a
second later.

But our passion remained.

And the memory of that moment would always stay with us, no matter what
else was happening or would happen.

I don’t know how long the kiss lasted, whatever length of time it was was
wonderful. I didn’t want to break the kiss, but I knew we had to. As
much as I needed to kiss him before, now he needed to see me just as
badly. And I wanted to see him too, this man I had fantasized about for
weeks. He was so handsome – short brown hair, blue eyes and a sexy smile
surrounded by his mustache and goatee.

So we broke the kiss, and just looked into each other’s eyes for a few
seconds. Then Jack took my hand and led me to his bed, where he gently
sat me down on the edge. Now my cock was standing up between my legs like his had been. He took another condom from the bowl and gave it to me. I opened it and unrolled it down onto Jack’s hard cock. Then he pulled a bottle out of a drawer, and squeezed flavored lube on both our dicks.

He climbed into the bed next to me and leaned over to suck me some more.
I stopped him and said “I’ve got a better idea,” and I lay down on the
bed and guided him until his groin was in my face and mine was in his.
This way, we both had perfect access to each other’s dicks, forming a
perfect “69” position.

I sucked him and he sucked me in beautiful symbiosis. It’s almost
indescribable how good it felt – the intense pleasure of having my organ
loved and caressed by the mouth of a sexy man, plus the fantastic
experience of having my own mouth filled with his cock, tasting him like
he was tasting me. Add to this the knowledge that I was making him feel
just as good as he was me.

We both moaned at the same time, and for a moment it was just like my
imaginings on the way here. It was as if nothing else existed, like
together we’d created a wall around ourselves, an impenetrable bubble that
surrounded us, preventing anyone and anything from interrupting us, from
bothering us – it was just us, and that was all and that was everything.
In this moment we owned each other, he was mine and I was his, and
nothing and no one could come between us, or take away what we shared.
Our cocks pulsed and breathed, and I swear I could feel every beat of
Jack’s heart through his in my mouth.

The urge to kiss him again took
hold of me, and I moved, trying to reach his mouth with mine. Jack
must’ve felt the same desire because he moved with me, no groan of protest
as our cocks slid out of each other’s mouths.

We kissed again and it was sublime.
Oh Jack, I thought but did not say, this is amazing! You’re so fucking
hot and you’re with me, lavishing your pleasure and love on me, no one
else, right now, just me!

I wanted to go further with Jack. I wanted to really make love to him.
I wanted to feel him inside of me, to be as intimate as two people can be.
“Jack?” I asked.
“Yeah?” he said.
“I really want you to fuck me,” I said.
“You do?” he asked.
“Yes.” I answered.
“Awesome! Turn over on your stomach.” He said. I did what he said and
seconds later he was on top of me, gently using his fingers to open up my
asshole so it could take his cock. Soon enough he was satisfied.

“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Go for it!” was my answer.

Jack pushed forward and his dick slid into me nice and smooth. It felt
so good, I absolutely loved it. He made love to me then, slow and steady.
A few times I pushed my butt up and back to meet him and was rewarded
with groans of pleasure from Jack. When I was up like that I could reach
under myself and feel my own cock, which was harder than ever and dripping all over the place.
“I’m going to come,” I said.

“Yeah?” Jack said, “Me too!”
“Let’s shoot together,” I said.
“Ready?”
“Go for it!”

And we shouted together as both of us blew our loads. That’s my favorite
way to come – with a hot guy fucking me. It was fantastic to come with
Jack, it was the best orgasm I’d had in months. I know he liked it
because he collapsed on top of me, wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me so tight I could hardly breathe for a second.

He was also mumbling in my ear the whole time – just dirty love talk, but
I loved it. Slowly he pulled out of me and we laid there for a while.

When our orgasms calmed, we got up for a minute to clean up and throw away the condoms. Then we got back in bed and snuggled close together.

“I think going to therapy was a good idea.” I said.
“What we just did was like therapy to me,” Jack said.
“Do you still want to keep going?” I asked.
“To therapy? Of course,” Jack said, “Look what we’ve gotten out of it so
far – who knows what the future will bring!”