Gerry lowered his mouth and fellated Ted's big toe.  He sucked it in … and let it ease out … over and over.  He twisted his head from side to side while doing so, then licked the soft little web of skin between it and the next toe, and then the next, and the next, until all of them were slick with his spit.

Gerry was enjoying doing this more than any climactic "wham, bam, thank-ya-Sam" he had ever had.

Very sensually, he began sliding his tongue back and forth in tiny little movements inch by inch.  Up the inside of Ted's leg he crept, toward that most delicate nut-sack, clean and trimmed, but deliciously scented of musk.  As he moved nearer, it withdrew into its hiding place, while at the same time, tightening and slightly swelling.  Gerry teased it ever so gently, licking its musky sweat.  His tongue washed it from its top to the base of the mighty soldier standing guard, erect but quivering with each new sensation at its root.

He tongued down to the lightly scented underside of the erogenous sack.   There, Gerry luxuriated in the aroma which urged him to continue his ministrations down onto that extremely sensitive area known as the perineum.

Ted was writhing in what appeared to be exquisite, delicious pain.  He spread his legs farther apart and raised his hips to make it more accessible for Gerry's ministrations.  His moans, his spontaneous sounds of pleasure, and his mumbled, inarticulate words had risen in decibels to near screaming, but one word was clear … "Yesss!"

Gerry was sure that Ted wanted more in that area, but sent him the thought, "Not now; no, no, no, not for a while yet, Ted.  We'll get there.  You'll see.  And you'll enjoy it!  Oh, yeah!  You'll enjoy it!  You'll want it all,  Luv.  Never fear.  Just trust me.  You'll be climbing the "Stairway To The Stars" soon.  And we'll do it together – in each other's arms.  I promise.

His own six-and-a-quarter-inch rod of steel was pulsing and jerking and screaming for release, but Gerry had been there before.  He knew how to prolong "The Agony And The Ecstasy."  Continuing to tantalize Ted with every little trick he knew, he even created some he'd never even thought of before.

He left Ted's nether regions abruptly and turned his attention to the other, lonely, unseduced foot and toes.  There, he duplicated everything he'd done to its twin.

When Gerry returned to that delicious aroma and taste where the legs join, he spread Ted's legs even wider than before. Ted again started to raise his hips, but Gerry manually forced them back to the satin sheet, now quite damp from the blending of their sweat and Gerry's own oral juices.  A slightly stronger enticing aroma entered Gerry's lungs and he followed his nose to discover that Ted's mighty, magnificent cock was covered with pre-cum.  A little puddle had begun to accumulate at its base in his neatly trimmed pubes.  Gerry lapped at the puddle as a thirsty dog from its water bowl, and pressed his open lips into Ted's pubes, sucking in every tiny droplet of the deliciously sweet nectar.

With his left palm cupping Ted's balls, and Gerry's fingers barely around its base, he slowly slid his tongue up the underside of Ted's love-tool and to the corona.

As he started swirling his tongue around and around Ted's glans penis, Gerry felt Ted's ass cheeks tighten as his hips rose, trying to ease his offering through Gerry's hungry lips.

More moans were again being heard, along with Ted's renewed labored breathing as Gerry's lips slid down the throbbing shaft until its singular eye winked at the back of his throat.  He retracted back to the corona.  Ted's moans became more urgent, yet.  Again Gerry slid his lips down until Ted's oral probe once more touched his throat.  He retracted yet again, but only to the corona.

"Please, please, take me," Ted pleaded, as he placed his hands on the back of Gerry's head, not forcing, not dominant.

Without removing his lips from Ted's penile head, Gerry moved a little so that he could look at Ted's face.  He chuckled a little, winked at Ted, and returned to the object of their pleasure and desire.

Ted didn't know it, but Gerry chuckled again at the orchestral music with lead violin and oboe coming from under the bed, "I've Got You Under My Skin."  So apropos!

A third time he began his oral descent, and when he felt Ted at his throat, Gerry relaxed more fully, swallowed, and continued further down until his own lips felt the tickle of Ted's pubes.

"OH … MY … GOD!" Ted cried aloud, "No one's ever done that.  Never!"

While there, totally relaxed, Gerry began humming in concert with the music, "I've got you … deep in the heart of me."  Thank you, dear God;  I love it when lyrics fit into what I'm doing.

"I'm so close," cried Ted.  "So close.  You want it now?" he begged.

Quickly Gerry retreated, completely off that beautiful, marvelous part of Ted, and raised up and away from him so that Ted might not in any way be stimulated to cum just yet.

"Wha…..?" he started to ask as his own hand went to stroke himself.

Gerry slapped his hand away, and in mock anger, pointed at him and said, "Naughty, naughty boy!  No!  Not yet!  You will.  Soon.  You'll enjoy it, and we'll do it together."

"Wha … How?  When?  Please …!  I'm aching!"

"Just leave that to me.  Now, enjoy each moment, each second, each milli-second.  Trust me.  It won't be long now.  Now turn over."

Ted shot him a glance that edged on terror.  Gerry knew what he was thinking.

"No no.  Not that," he pointed to his own cock and to Ted's ass, shaking his head in the negative.  "What did I promise you a little while ago?  Huh?"  Not waiting for an answer, Gerry continued, "Trust me.  Go with me.  Get enjoyment from me as I enjoy you."

He motioned with his hand for Ted to turn over.  A faint smile relieved Ted's facial muscles from the fear and frown that had been there.  He turned slowly onto his stomach.  "Now spread'em, boy!" Gerry ordered in a strong, deep, commanding voice.

Ted jerked his head back and glared at Gerry with huge saucered eyes.  Gerry leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips.  As they broke away from the gentle kiss, he said, "I'm not going to fuck you, Ted.  I promise.  But I am going to do something that you've probably never experienced, and it'll drive you up the friggin' wall.  You'll go out of your ever lovin’ mind – that's why I've got padded walls in here," he joked.

Ted looked back at him and had to laugh, in spite of himself.  That helped him to relax a little.

"Now, I'm going to stretch out on your back for just a few minutes.  But I won't even try to penetrate you.  OK?"

Ted nodded.

"Now spread your legs.  For what I'm about to do, I prefer my legs be between yours, and on the sheet."

Ted did as he was told.  Good, boy, thought Gerry, who then assumed his desired position.

As Gerry lay full-body on top of him, he felt Ted tense a little.  "Relax, sweetheart.  Just relax."  He began blowing little circles of his hot breath across Ted's neck and shoulders. Then as he used his hands and arms to push himself, he slid down Ted's back a little and continued blowing. 

He alternated his exhalations with little licks from his tongue, kisses from his lips and nibbles from his teeth.  Across Ted's entire back and into his … oh, so heavenly pits.  God!  They were wonderful.  Neither stringent deodorant taste nor odor;  just pure masculine fragrance.  Gerry dug in like he'd never dug into any pits before, and could have stayed there all night, but he knew he had a mission to accomplish.

Soooooo … he continued down Ted's back, making Ted's skin crawl with what he knew to be exquisite sensual sensations.  He was moaning and enjoying it as he had moaned and enjoyed Gerry's earlier treatment.

As he reached Ted's lower back, in the area where his belt would be worn, Gerry slipped his hands under Ted's hips and pulled them a few inches off the bed.  He kissed, nibbled and licked all around Ted's ass cheeks.

Ted was barely breathing, and Gerry guessed that he was worried.

Gerry reached under with his right hand and took hold of Ted's now semi-flaccid man-meat.  He lifted his head and loudly, soothingly whispered, "It's alright, babe.  Trust me."  He began rubbing his thumb around and around the tiny lips of Ted's cock, using his abundant pre-cum as lubricant.  It began straining toward excited life once again.

Then with both hands pulling Ted's ass cheeks apart, Gerry slowly slid his tongue down that Valley toward the Secret Gateway.  Little by little, his tongue slid, up and down the Valley which was scented by minute bits of fresh musky anal juices and pure masculine sweat.  What bliss!  Closer and closer he licked to that sphinctered gateway which Gerry prayed would someday take him to Ted's deepest, darkest secrets.  But not tonight.  No.  Tonight I will torture you with stimulating pleasures only a little longer;  pleasures you've never even dreamed of, my Love.

With his anxious tongue, Gerry began circling closer and closer to the gateway;  closer, and yet closer again, and then right over it.  He curled his tongue over onto itself and formed a small, hot, wet, spear-head-like shaft.  Slowly he prodded at Ted's closed entrance, prodding again and again.  Soon it weakened and relaxed, and Gerry entered his gateway, no longer Secret.

"OH, SHIT!  GODDAMNED MOTHER-FUCKIN’ SONUVA BITCH!  What the hell are you doin', Gerry?  I've never felt anything that wonderful in my life!  What the fuck are ya doin"?  Huh?"

Gerry knew he finally had Ted's interest!  Hahahahaha.

Ted flipped over onto his back, bent his knees and brought his feet flat to the bed, up as close to his butt as he could get them. Gerry remained laying there, between Ted's feet and elevated knees, with his face close to Ted's crotch.

Sitting up onto his own knees, Gerry simply said, "Nuttin, honey.  Just this," as he moved his hands under Ted's knees, and pushed those hot, sweaty legs back up and over his chest, fully exposing his ass hole to Gerry's excited little tongue.

This time he prodded and plowed, not slowly, not gently, but hard, rough, and with a hunger he didn't know was in himself.

Ted willingly opened to Gerry's intrusions as Ted began pumping his own magnificently hard cock.  Gerry slapped his hands away, again, but this time, letting Ted's legs and feet fall back down and around his, Gerry's, back. He began sucking Ted like a starving baby with its bottled nipple.

Then Gerry stopped.  Abruptly.

He maneuvered his knees to the outsides of Ted's hips, leaned forward, and kissed him.  Deeply.  With the tongue that had just visited his Secret Place.

Ted pulled his head back, deeper into the pillow and said, "That's my smell, Gerry.  You don't mind it on your lips and your tongue?"

"Hell no, I love it, babe.  It's part of you.  I'll love it forever."

"Then, come'ere."  Ted pulled him down and they continued "sucking face" until Ted pushed Gerry away and begged and pleaded, "How many times are you going to bring me right to the brink, and then stop, not letting me get the relief that I need right now?  Damn, my nuts ache.  I think I've got blue-balls.  They haven't hurt like this since I was a teenager."

"Whoa.  Whoa.  Whoa, Luv.  No more.  No more for tonight …"

"Wha …?"

"But," Gerry interrupted Ted's interruption.  "I've got one more little itsy-bitsy-teensy-weensy surprise for you."  He leaned down again and stole another kiss, taking his own sweet time about it.

During the intimacy, Gerry reached over into the drawer of the nightstand and retrieved a condom, a bottle of Astroglide, and a small tea towel.  Placing the bottle by his own leg, and the towel along side it, he broke away from the kiss, smiled at Ted, and held the little condom package in his teeth and ripped it open.

"What's that for … as if I didn't know?" hesitantly queried Ted.

"Just this, Gerry answered, removing the condom.  He reached back with his left hand, took hold of Ted's hot, jerking member, moved his right hand back, placed the condom on the head of his penis, and used fingers of both hands to unroll it as far as it would go.  Ted was looking into Gerry's eyes.  Gerry was looking into Ted's.  Their eyes never left each other.

Then Gerry took the Astroglide and poured a little in his own left hand, and stroked Ted's protected organ enough to lubricate "the whole thing."  He wiped his oily hand with the towel.

Bending forward again, Gerry stole another kiss as he slid his ass back.  He felt Ted's cock jab his ass cheeks, and he used his right hand to guide it home as he slipped farther back.  He felt it knock at his back door, and he unlocked the dead-bolt.

Welcome, stranger.  Come on in and get a load off!

"You sure, Gerry?  Isn't it gonna hurt?"

"To answer your first question … yes, I'm sure, babe.  Very, very sure.  And to answer the second … not always.  Maybe.  But if there's any hurt at all, it'll only last a couple of seconds.  Don't worry.  I've done this before.  Now, enjoy."

By this time, Gerry was on his knees, poised above Ted's crotch and felt the pressure of his cock stretching his first sphincter muscle.  As he lowered himself onto Ted's magnificent pole, the rim of his cock-head slipped in and Gerry gasped.  He stopped for a moment to get used to the stretching sensation and then he sank a little lower.  Ted's mouth was agape.  Gerry slid back up, but not all the way off – only to the ridge of the head.  Then down and up once more, and Ted's eyes were blissfully closed and his mouth was wide open.

"It's … so … tight," Gerry mouthed as Ted said the words, and Gerry started laughing.

"What's so damned fuckin' funny?" Ted queried.

"Everybody says that the first time.  I'm sorry, babe.  But it's like the first time anybody sees the Giza Pyramids;  everybody, absolutely everybody says, 'They're … so … huge.' You can bet your last dollar on it – that's what they're gonna say."  Changing the subject, Gerry continued, "But you're not interested in ancient pyramids right now, are you?"

He shook his head slowly and with firm conviction, then, with true concern, Ted asked, "You sure it's not painful, Gerry?"

"I'm totally comfortable with it, babe, but thanks for the concern.  Not many people care about the other guy that way.  But now … are you ready?"

"For what?" Ted's expression looked shocked.

"This!" Gerry replied, and he began his steady descent, taking Ted's entire shaft into his very guts, in one continual movement, until he felt Ted's short pubes tickle his ass-cheeks.

"ArrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRR," Ted screamed in intense unexpected pleasure, his eyes as big as saucers.  "Oh, shiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttt. What a fan-fucking-tastic feeling!"

"OK, Ted.  Just relax, take a few deep breaths.  Now I want you to do something.

"What, for God's sake?  You're doin' everything and it's great!"

"Yeah, but it can be greater for you and a little more comfortable for my knees and legs."

"Oh!  Oh, yeah.  Whataya ya want?  Uhhh … Whataya want me to do?"

"Come'ere.  Gimme a hug, but don't pull out.  It's easier to pull out and go back in after we move, but with a little bit of patience and care, this is a helluva lot better;  believe me.  More fun, too."

Ted slowly rose, bending just at his waist, and wrapped his arms around Gerry.

"Now don't let loose, no matter what."  Gerry leaned back and slightly to his right, and let his hands and arms lower both of them onto his back, with Ted then laying on Gerry's chest.  As soon as they were in that position, Ted quickly stretched his legs back down the bed;  he was then in the classic all-male, "missionary" position – face to face with Gerry.

Gerry's legs were still bent and in position next to his waist, so they were up in the air, with Ted stretched out between them.  "Now, Ted," he said, "put your hands on the backs of my knees and push my legs back toward my chest, but be careful not to pull out."  He did as told, and did not pull out.

"And now, I'm all yours, Luv.  Use me.  Abuse me.  Fulfill any fantasy you've ever had.  I ain't goin' anywhere!  Or you can just make love to me.  Your choice.  Anything you want.  Anything your little heart desires."

They both were pulsing and jerking, and Gerry knew they wouldn't last very long.  Ted began slowly – V E R Y slowly!  "You're not gonna hurt me, Hon.  Come on!  Harder!  Faster! Deeper!"  Where've I heard THAT before?

Ted followed his suggestions, and soon he was pounding Gerry's ass so hard, so fast, so deep, Gerry thought the whole of Cat City would have been able to hear the headboard hitting against the wall.  They both were just about at the point of no return.

"I can't hold it any longer, Gerry.  I'm gonna cum!

"Me, too, Luv." Gerry knocked Ted's hands away from his knees and Ted fell to Gerry's chest.  Their teeth knocked against each other's as they aggressively began kissing.  They gasped for breath and moaned with each climactic spasm.

Ted came, deep within Gerry's bowels, seven, eight, nine, ten times – Gerry didn't know;  he lost count as he spewed forth a like number of his own between their chests.  "There's so much … white, gooey stuff … between us …" Gerry said … between breaths, "… we could make … a whole batch of … Divinity Candy … It'd be Heavenly … I'm certain of that."

Regaining their normal breathing and heart rates, they remained chest-to-chest, sometimes kissing.  Sometimes Ted would let his head drop to Gerry's shoulder while Gerry nibbled Ted's ear.  Sometimes they "Eskimo kissed," letting the tips of their noses rub back and forth across the other.

Their cocks had been depleted and shrank back to their usual state, with Ted's retreating from Gerry's love canal.  He held on to Ted tightly as he quickly rolled them over so that Ted was on his back and Gerry was on Ted's chest.

Gently, Gerry pulled away from him, grabbed the towel and wiped his own chest somewhat clean, then proceeded to completely lick the cooling liquid he so recently had shot on Ted's chest.

"You really like that?" Ted asked.

"I love it," Gerry replied.  "Been eating it since I was thirteen.  You've never tasted yours?"

Ted shook his head, but added, "But maybe someday, if you'll be patient with me and teach me."

"Maybe.  But first you've got to talk with Beckie and get things straightened out about your living conditions."

"Yeah, but that'll wait 'till tomorrow.  You still want me to sleep here tonight?"

"Definitely, but why don't we get a shower first?"

"Definitely.  Oh! I've still got the condom on."

"No problem.  Lemme take it off you.  I know just what to do with the contents. Yum yum yum yum, yum yum yum."

"You're sick, you know that?"

"Maybe;  but I wouldn't do it with just anybody's!"

They both laughed, as Gerry leaned down and … with his cum-coated lips and tongue … passionately kissed Ted.

"Ummmmmmm."