For a couple of years I was in a relationship with a great guy. We were both tall and fit – I was a former swimmer and hurdler and he was a dancer. The sex was plentiful and great but the arguments were so much worse and we seemed to have radically different values and wants. He tried to “spice things up” by setting up 3somes with his friends who supposedly thought I was too hot for my partner and that he should share. I just went along with it to please him and avoid more arguments. It was fun but not so much so that I would want to keep doing it. We eventually broke up after 4 years together (he moved out) but did remain friends and saw each other often.
After a couple of weeks apart he rang me up to come by his new apartment and help him with some DIY stuff – he was hopeless in that department. Showed up with my tool kit and installed his new faucets, shower head and fixed and replaced some door/ cupboard hinges. Got a little sweaty so asked if I could have a quick shower and borrow some clothes before I hopped on the tram to head home. He handed me a towel and said he would make us a snack while I showered.
Was only in the shower for a minute or two before I heard the door open and he slipped in with me saying “thought I could soap your back”. Felt a little weird but okay. He began rubbing his hands all over my back and legs and then crawled in front of me and soaped my front as well, paying special attention to my cock and balls. He pushed me back under the water flow and rinsed me off then swallowed my cock in one go – choking himself on my very thick cock. With tears running down his face, he pulled off and said “ you know I miss this big cock the most” and then resumed his efforts to deepthroat my fat dick – something he had never been able to do up to this point. After a few minutes I pulled him up and off my dick and gave him a quick kiss and asked if we really should be doing this as we needed some boundaries in our relationship going forward.
He replies that he needed this connection with me and would make sure he didn’t get carried away and emotional about whatever we do.
I thought that he might be wrong but then he slid around to my backside again and slowly rubbed my hole first with his fingers and then his tongue and any rational thought I had evaporated. I became a moaning, wanton and impatient slut- grinding my ass back onto his face. I tried to swallow his face with my needy ass.
He pulled his tongue out of my ass and inserted three fingers and lubed me with his own spit then stood up and shoved his 9” dick into me with force. It was heaven! I loved getting fucked and he did it so well. While ramming my ass he also chewed away at the back of my neck and reached around and jerked rhythmically on my thick cock. Needless to say, we only lasted a few minutes before I erupted all over the shower door and he filled me completely with his load and then collapsed to the floor of the shower.
We both broke out in exhausted laughter at the absurdity of our situation.
After rinsing again and drying off we had a quick lunch together and I headed home.
Later in the week he rang and asked if I could pop by as he needed some help again. I asked if I needed my tools. He replied that the only tool I needed he already had.
This began a thirty year “relationship” where despite each of us having other partners for long periods of time we still get together for “ tool-time” at least once every couple of weeks.