The experiences I have with Mitch are very special to me and hold a special place in my heart. I do not talk about them lightly and ask that you approach what I write with respect and an open mind.
(I call “Mitch” by his real name when he comes over, but again, for his privacy, I will continue using “Mitch” instead.)
The first thing about Mitch is…he is always late. I don’t care how much warning or leeway you give him; he will show up late. I have just grown used to this fact and accept it as part of doing business with him. It still irks me a bit but, in the end, he is worth waiting for.
I open the door and we exchange pleasantries as he walks in and straight back to my bedroom where we always meet. At this point he knows my home as well as I do. He drops his stuff and immediately begins to undress. His hard, hairy pectoral muscles ripple as he lifts his shirt over his head. Equally visible now are his hard, defined, and toned abs. He easily has a six pack in person. He then slides off his sweat shorts which he arrived in. His large, thick, flaccid penis hangs down against his legs as he prepares his phone with a music playlist for our meeting.
His penis is easily over 5 inches long flaccid and quite thick. He has a generous amount of extra foreskin that comes down over the head of his penis without being too much on the other end.
He grabs the lotion as I walk over and lay on the bed. I have removed all my clothing except my underwear, which I keep on the entire time we are meeting. While we are doing this, we are talking about how life is going. We talk about his schooling, homework, his exercise sessions and his excursions with his friends and other parties which he attends regularly. We also talk about my life and recent events that have happened. He is a good sounding board for me.
I lay out on the bed on my stomach and he comes and lays right on top of my back where the bottom of his warm, soft penis and balls rest against the small of my back. He begins to rub me down with the lotion as the music plays and we continue to talk.
After my upper back he gets my lower back and then moves down to the legs. He goes up and down my legs while sitting near the floor at the end of my bed. His hands stray under my underwear as they travel up and down my upper thigh and venture closer and closer as I begin to get hard from the anticipation. Just as this begins to happen I call for us to turn over.
Mitch then lays out on his stomach on my bed as we switch places. I get lotion on my hands as I begin to massage his back and muscles. Up and down my hands go as I feel his skin and the hard muscles beneath. I take special care when messaging his glutes. He has a beautiful small and firm butt that bubbles out due to his muscles and tight skin.
As I rub his glutes and massage deeper and deeper, he begins to make a light grunting noise followed by a low moan as his breathing becomes irregular. I massage down between his legs as I move lower toward his legs and could tell he was starting to become hard. I continue massaging his hard quads and bulging calves. I ask him “does that feel good?” He turns to me and makes a low moan and says “that is very good. I feel very relaxed.” It is at this point that I tell him to turn over.
He turns over and lays on his back. We shimmy into the missionary position with me resting on my legs while his legs wrap around my midsection. I begin to massage his hairy, muscular chest. I move my arms down to his abs as I rub the lotion into his skin. His hair begins to look almost like a swimmer who gets out of the water. As I move closer to his groin lying right in front of me. I begin to lightly brush his balls and penis as I continue to massage. He slowly begins to get hard as his penis goes straight and to right as it leans over fully hard.
I continue to rotate between his balls and his legs which are still wrapped around me. All the while he is emitting a light grunting noise as I continue to very gently massage his balls and penis shaft. My caress is soft and gentle as he gets to his full thickness. I then take his thick shaft in my right hand and massage his balls with my left and I stroke up and down.
Gradually I move in further and stick my tongue out. I gently touch the very tip of his penis then again and again as I run my tongue up and down his shaft. Eventually, I take him inside of my mouth and continue to move my mouth up and down his shaft with my tongue nestled against the tip of his penis. My hand moves up and down in conjunction with my mouth working the shaft up and down repeatedly.
I continue this for about 5 minutes or so then look up to Mitch and ask him if he wants me to keep going. We have a very open relationship and we are very respectful of each other. He knows I would be willing to keep going until he cummed and in fact I have caused him to cum doing this. But, I only do so about a third of the time as the other times he tells me “He is getting a bit tired” or “I don’t think cumming is in the cards tonight”. I tell him that is fine and I am glad I was able to help him feel so good.
This part of the meeting being over we then stretch out together on the bed and I hold him close to my chest as we spoon together and I just hold him as hard as I can. We feel very close at this point. I run my hands up and down his body, back, neck, face, and head. I call this “tickling” as my soft, almost gossamer touch runs over his skin causing it to bump up. I hold his head in my hands as I kiss his forehead and his neck throughout the process.
We always tell each other we were able to “get our daily dose of oxytocin”. Finally, his alarm goes off and the hour is over. He slowly gets out of bed as I hug him from behind.
We both separate and get dressed as I see what he has planned for later that night. He picks up the money I left for him on the dresser and we have our final long hug before I escort him to the door and let him out.
