Miami Awakening

When my longtime friend Nick me to stay at his place in Miami while I was down in Florida on a business trip I couldn’t say no. It had been a long, brutal winter in the Northeast and I could use a dose of good Florida sunshine. “Bring your swimsuit,” he said. “Dom and I have an amazing pool!”

Dom was Nick’s husband, a successful attorney. Nick had been a protégé of mine early in his PR career, when I was his manager at his first New York agency job. I remember Nick being whip smart and incredibly stylish. I knew from the moment I met him he would be going places. After he left our firm he’d gone on to a number of top jobs, with our paths crossing occasionally. and we’d have the occasional drink if he were in town. The first time we met I also felt a twinge of desire, even though I was 20 years his senior. Nick had beautiful mahogany skin, a lithe, fit body, an amazing smile and an infectious laugh. I was married, white and straight but if there was ever someone I’d want to “experiment” with, I thought, it would be Nick.

Nick picked me up at the airport in his BMW convertible on a sunny Saturday morning, and as we drove toward his high rise apartment he explained to me that Dom had been called not the office on a case. “Hope you brought your swimsuit,” Nick said, “It’s gonna be a great day to sit by the pool and admire the view.”

When we got to his place and Nick showed me around I went back to my room to change into my newly-purchased speedo. Though I was over 50 and had started to go gray around the temples I was probably in the best shape of my life and I was excited about showing Nick that his old mentor was still in fighting shape.

Emerging into the hallway I could see Nick’s room door open a crack and popped my head in to ask where the pool towels were. Nick turned toward me, surprised and slightly embarrassed then let out an infectious laugh as my eyes wandered down to his magnificent circumcised cock, which was a good six inches even mostly flaccid. I could see him follow my eyes and as I stood there in awkward silence he said, “I hope you like what you see.” I nervously laughed, and could feel my own cock straining against the fabric of my swimsuit.

“It’s pretty damn impressive,” I said. “We’ll come closer if you want,” Nick said. My head started to swim like when you have a drag on your first cigarette and I hardly remember moving across the room toward him. But in a moment I was close to Nick, slid my hand down his beautiful washboard chest, over his tightly chiseled abs and felt his warm cock in my hand, growing ever bigger. As I began to stroke it Nick pulled me toward the bed, lay back against some pillows, and parted his legs to reveal his beautiful, waxed sack and pendulous balls.

Sliding down between his legs, I started to gently lap at his balls and the base of his shaft, guiding my tongue over every inch as I explored. I had no experience sucking cock but had fantasized about it for years and was eager to run my mouth of every part of his magnificent unit. As I continued to nuzzle his balls, I ran my hand up his cock, fully extended now to 8 inches or more. I could feel the blood running though his member, with gorgeous veins emerging like roots of a tree. As I got near the glans, I felt a small stream of pre-cum start to trickle down the shaft. I rubbed it in with my palm and started to piston my hand up and down over Nick’s beautiful manhood. Nick lay back on the pillow, closed his eyes and said, “Damn, Matt, are you sure you’ve never done this before?” I laughed and ran my tongue along his shaft, sensing the sweet tang of his pre-cum on my palate and wanting more. Running my mouth gently along his glans I took the head of his penis in my hungry mouth and began more avidly taking him in as I threw away my inhibitions, pistoning in and out, taking in a bit more with each thrust. Nick bucked forward slightly to meet me as I started to feel his cock hitting the back of my throat and forcing me to gag once or twice, as my saliva mixed with his man juice. As he grabbed the headboard behind him Nick let out a low, sustained moan of pleasure.

As I continued to hungrily take in his more and more of his rod Nick grabbed the back of my head and guided himself further into me, until I had the full length of his shaft in my mouth and my lips squarely up against his neatly manicured pubic hair. Taking his cock fully out of my mouth for a second to admire its gleaming length, coated in a mix of saliva and man juices, I thrust my mouth around it again and again, until Nick grabbed my head tightly and kept my it pressed down against his pulsing, swollen rod, fully inside me. Letting out a long, “Fuck yes,” tinged with peals of laughter, Nick blasted jets of hot semen in the back of my throat. I could feel his load fill my mouth and throat and with a gasp I let go of my tight clamp on his cock, being careful to lap up every bit of cum as he withdrew. I’d tasted cum before, but never another man’s. Nick’s had a pleasing saline quality, but slightly sweet too. As Nick lay back on the bed with his eyes closed, giggling, I showed him the load in my mouth, took a big satisfying gulp then moved up next to him, laying my head across his chest. I felt my own load soaking my speedo. I had been so excited by the long-anticipated chance to savor Nick’s body that I’d barely realized my own ejaculation. I peeled my trunks off, threw them to the floor then lay there with Nick for a an hour or two, eventually dozing off, but with neither of us speaking.

When I woke up, Nick had moved to the kitchen. I wandered in naked, with a stupid grin on my face and he said, “Matt, I ain’t gonna lie. That was a hell of a rookie blowjob. Dom doesn’t like to give me blow jobs - he has other skills!” as he let out yet another laugh.

We spent the afternoon by his pool, nude, looking out over Biscayne Bay, as I worked on my tan and we traded laps in the pool. As I soaked in the sun I thought about my speedo still lying on the floor drenched in semen. If we were given residents of neighboring high-rises a show nobody seemed to care. I spent the rest of the day on cloud nine as we traded old stories from the past.

In the afternoon Dom called, said he’s had a stressful day and wanted to blow off some steam when he got home. Nick laughed and said, “I have a few ideas. By the way Matt is here and just gave me a killer blow job. You need to learn from him!” I was a bit surprised to hear Nick talking so openly to Dom about our adventures of earlier in the day, but I got the feeling their relationship was a lot more open than mine was with my wife. Though somewhat adventurous in bed, I’d never strayed in 27 years of marriage. Knowing that I had done so that very day, and in such a transgressive way, with another man, filled me with excitement. I felt like a part of me that I’d held long dormant had finally been allowed to emerge.

When Dom returned just before dinner, I gave him a warm hug, and as we stepped back he winked at me. Though Nick, we’d known each other for years and maybe he always suspected I thought of Nick as more than just a friend. Dom went to change, while Nick and I handled prep for dinner. Over some excellent steaks and a few bottles of Bordeaux from their cellar, we reminisced about adventures in New York, before they’d moved way from Brooklyn.

Dom and Nick were a fashion-shoot quality couple. Whereas Nick was 5” 9” and tightly sculpted, Dom was taller and more muscular. He played guard in an amateur pickup basketball league and had more of an athlete’s body. With his loose white linen shirt unbuttoned at the top, I could see his caramel skin and tight pecs. With high cheekbones and a neatly trimmed beard, he had a regal demeanor.

After a few bottles of wine, we were all a little tipsy and Nick started to recount details of our blow job. I was a bit embarrassed by his gentle teasing but took it in stride. “Matt I never knew you had such a taste for black cum. I can pour some over your dessert if you’d like! Hahaha!” Dom turned to me and asked, “Is that the first time you’ve been with a dude, for real?” What about anal? You ever try that with the lady?

My wife and I had engaged in some anal play with a strap-on over the years, but I think I always found it more satisfying than her. And honestly, a length of plastic was no substitute for a real cock, as I had learned earlier that day.

“A little bit a long time ago,” I said, “but never with a dude.”

“You want to give it a go tonight? I mean y’all already gave Nick a blow job and swallowed his load. Might as well go a step further.”

Nervously laughing, I glanced over at Nick, who was smiling.

“Sure,” I said. “Nick tells me you have some skills. I assume that’s what he was referring to.”

“Well let’s head downstairs and I’ll show you my set-up.”

I wasn’t quite sure what I was in for or what Dom meant, but after we headed down the spiral stairway to the first level of their apartment, he opened the door to a locked, padded room containing a wide variety of BDSM equipment, including a bed with restraints and a sling in the corner.

Nick lay down on the bed and started removing his clothes, setting them aside neatly. Dom approached me, tore my shirt off then commanded, “You better get those pants off and get in that sling with your ass in the air. I ain’t gonna let you just come in here and blow my boy with no punishment!”

As I removed my clothes, Dom made his way over to a chest and removed a leather harness with chains. He wrapped it around my head and neck, inserting my mouth into the bit, then tightened the strap around my neck. Pushing me down on the sling, he yanked on the chain and said, “Raise you ass up!” Taking a large tube of lube, he pushed by ass cheeks apart and squirted a generous dollop on my still tight hole. I felt the cold sensation, then sensed it warming up as he worked the lube in with his fingers, first sliding one finger in my anus, then two and eventually three.

I glanced over at the bed to see Nick lying back against the headboard, stroking his marvelous member, which was fully erect and enflamed again after our earlier exploits.

Eventually, Dom was able to get three and then four fingers into my ass, and as he slid his fingers in and out I could feel the pressure rubbing up against my prostate. It was a sensation I’d felt before whenI masturbated or engaged in anal play with my wife, but this experience took the sensation to a new level.

Dom let his talented fingers out for a moment and took off his clothes. I could turn my head just enough to see his cock bounce up as he slid his briefs down. It was quite large, like Nick’s, but thicker and more muscular, with big dramatic veins. As he saw me turn around, he shot a glance over at Nick and said, “This motherfucker doesn’t know what he has coming!” Nick laughed and continued to stroke away at his cock.

Dom approached me from behind, grabbed hold of the harness and jerked it back quickly as he thrust his shaft into my well-prepared hole. After a few jabs back and forth, my asshole relaxed to accommodate his girth, and I could feel him slide further and further into my chasm with each new surge. Dom went deep into me, letting out a grunt with each thrust and then pulling back out before plunging back into me. The sensation was unreal. Though I couldn’t see his black cock penetrating me, I could feel it filling me, and with each pass by my prostate, more and more cum started to drip from my cock, which hung erect below the sling.

Nick, meanwhile, was nearing climax on the bed. As Dom entered me gain with one last powerful thrust and went balls deep up against my hole, he let out a cry, “Holy shit!!!” and unleashed his load inside me. At that same moment, Nick let out a moan and sent his own ejaculation shooting toward me, streaking across my face and harness. As Dom withdrew his cock, I could feel the gush of his jizz filling me up, warm and sticky.

“Hey Nick, get over here and clean that up!” Dom said. Nick jumped from the bed, positioned himself behind me and eagerly lapped up Dom’s cum, which continued to ooze from my anus.

Dom gradually let go of the harness and loosened it from around my neck, but I didn’t feel like getting up immediately. I wanted to savor the moment and enjoy the first in a lifetime sensation of having been fucked by another man. With my finger, I wiped Nick’s cum from my face and popped it in my mouth. I’d gotten my dessert after all.

As Nick and Dom kissed, I rose up out of the sling, kissed them both and thanked them for an unforgettable evening - one that changed my life.

Over the rest of the weekend, other than swimming and sunning, Nick, Dom and I never left the apartment. I even got a chance to show Dom what all the fuss was about my deep throating skills.

Since that weekend, I make a return visit to Miami every year, whether I have a meeting to take or not.