Mason Meets Roland - Part One

The head of Roland’s erection began bulging with each pulse, swelling into deeper massages against Mason’s prostate. As Roland’s shaft stretched even further, Mason’s felt a feverish itch, the temperature rising throughout his love canal. Mason’s scrotum tightened, then convulsed, shooting his load onto Roland’s abs and chest. Shuddering as he cried out... “WWHHAAAAAAAAAAAA... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”, Mason kept control, sliding his anus over Roland’s hot love pole, while ticklishly grazing his pits. A minute or so later, Roland erupted.

“HHUUUUUUUUURRRRRUUUUUNNGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR... GGRRUURRRRROOOOOOOOOOOWWWWGGRR... WWHHUUUUNNGGRRUUOOOWRRRRRGGGRRAARRWRRR...
HHUUUUNNGGGRRRROOOOOOOWWAAAAAAAAARRGG!!!”

The heat of Roland’s cum radiating through the fabric of the condom, and the strong pulsations of his climax, gave Mason another short orgasmic spurt. His head reeling and body trembling in ecstacy, Mason bathed in the feeling of release. The depletion of controlled, disciplined abstinence, felt great. The input of controlled, disciplined lust, and naked intimacy, was a most wonderful, pleasurable feeling. And he wasn’t finished. Not yet.

As he slid up and off, from Roland’s erection, Mason breathed in deeply, in order to calm the swaying feeling, and clear his head. He rolled the condom off from Roland’s erection, and suckled for a few moments, before sliding off the chaise. Sitting cross legged on the floor, in front of Roland’s feet, Mason closed his eyes for a short while, to further calm himself. Opening them, Mason focused on Roland’s bound bare feet, breathing in deeply once again.

Mason pressed his index fingers in the middle of both feet, at the spots he discovered earlier. He wriggled his fingers, toggling the switches in Roland’s now, hyper-tickle-sensitive bare feet.

“YYAAAAAAAAAAAAHHGGAAAAAAAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”

Mason held the wriggling motion for over thirty seconds. Roland screamed, unable to keep his feet from shaking against the tickling fingers. Mason used his fore and middle fingers to incite both spots, on both feet. Roland instantly became a ticklish nutcase.

“GGAAHHGGAAHHGGAAHHGGAAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIEEEEEEEE... NNAANNAANNANNANAANNAANAAHHAAHH!!!”
“YAAHHYYAAHH... YYAAHAAYYAAHHAAIIIIIIIYYAAHH!!!”
“NNOONNOONNOONOONOO... MMAAAAAAAASSSOOONN...
NNOOOOOOONNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”

Allowing his tongue to tease Roland’s flexing, ticklish toes, Mason’s fingers began busily tickling up and down both ticklish feet. Roland was in a high frenzied state of sensitivity, his brain registering the silky touch of Mason’s tongue across his toes, and the maddening, tickling fingers grazing his feet. The deep sensations ordered his erection to stay at attention. Mason switched gears, sucking and grazing his teeth against the ball of Roland’s left foot, fingers performing with mischief on his right foot.

“YYAAAHHAAAHHAAHHYYAAAHHAAAYYIIIIIIYAAAHH...
YYAAHHGAAHHYYAAHHAAHHGAAHHYYAAHHGGAAHH...
GGAAHHGGAAHHGGAAHHYYAAHHGGAAHHAAIIIIEEEE... WWHHUUHHYYAAAAIIIIHHAAHH... WWHHAAAAAAHH!!!”

Sensing that he was close, Mason continued ticklishly grazing one foot with his teeth, while pressing and wriggling into the tickle spots on the other. Roland would stiffen, go silent momentarily, then roar hysterically. Mason would alternate the two tickle methods between each foot. Roland was a mess. Finally, Mason heard the deep rumbles within the hysterics.

“HHAAARRGG... YYAAHHAAHHAARRGG... GGRRAARR... WHAARRYYAAHYYAAHH... HHAARRRGGRRRWWHAAH!!!”

Mason continued tickling Roland's feet in this manner, a few minutes longer, until he heard a deeper, guttural tone to the intermixed growls. He scrambled to untie the ropes. Once he re moved all of the ropes and cuffs, he helped an unsteady Roland off the chaise. Supporting Roland, Mason guided their walk to the bedroom. Still breathing heavily, Roland easily fell across the bed. Mason, retrieving another packet from the dresser, was elated to see Roland's erection still throbbing at attention, as he rolled over on his back. After straddling Roland, and sheathing the fresh condom over his erect hard-on, Mason laid forward. Legs locked around Roland's legs, Mason lavishly tongued his nipples, ticklishly driven to a hyper-sensitive state. Roland bucked against Mason's weight, howling sensuously. It didn't take long, before Roland was growling in amorous reaction. Mason remembered to have K-Y lube on the night stand. He rolled from atop Roland, grabbing a pillow. Mason rolled again, laying face down. He slid the pillow under his groin, raising up his rear, then lubed himself generously. Smiling, he reached over to Roland, fingers dancing across his chest. Roland, fidgeting from the touch,
rolled over and behind Mason. Roland held his curved, erect phallus down, pressing slowly. He slid easily inside Mason, both gasping from each others’ radiant heat.

Roland’s slow easy strokes sent thrilling shivers through Mason. He gasped in surprised pleasure, as Roland’s body folded over his, weight pressing against his buttocks, holding the inward stroke, doing the “slow grind”. Roland rotated his pelvis in circular motion, again slowly, then easing out and in. The heightened sensations were new to Mason, no one had ever performed this way. Raising his weight up, Roland continued the slow, steady strokes. Mason loved the way Roland was taking him slowly up to a rush of tingly sensations, then back to a steady current of sensual flow. He was surprised again, as Roland pressed his weight over him, but this time allowing for deeper strokes.

For the next hour, in which Mason twice climaxed, Roland kept his wonderfully easy pace, mixing and varying his motions. Mason flexed his inner muscles against Roland’s shaft, counter-rotated his hips to the “slow grind”, wiggled and waggled his rear to Roland’s strokes. Mason’s first orgasm was a long build-up, as a pot of water brought to a slow boil. Spurred finally by an extended “slow grind”, the boil-over began as light tremors, gradually intensifying over several minutes, to rolling shudders. Washing over him, were feelings that Mason had long forgotten, his cum steadily oozing, in a lingering climax.

The emitting orgasmic heat, stiffened Roland’s love pole
considerably. Once again folding himself over Mason, distributing his weight between his hands and knees, Roland was angled for direct, straight line penetration. Continuing thru Mason’s orgasmic elevation, he maintained the same easy pace. For Mason, in his heightened sensuous state, each stroke was a bountiful thrill. He began to rotate his groin, to the rhythym of Roland’s strokes, adding to the lustful current, which coursed thru his body, from head to toe. Mason floated in luscious ecstasy, his return to intimate contact, wonderfully tended to by an easy going, gentle, yet strong, lovemaking by Roland. Devoid of any other thoughts, Mason’s mind and body was clearly focused on the sensualistic incitement of his senses. Another twenty to twenty-five minutes went by, when Mason felt the beginning twinges of a second climax building.

It began as minor convulsive spasms in his rectal region. An itch was also starting in Mason’s toes, and the base of his neck. “oooooooohhhhhhhh!” A few minutes later, with the itch still present, two smaller convulsions ocurred. “oooooooooooohhhhhhhoooooo... whoooooohhhhooooooo!” Roland began to mix more “grinding” action to the deep strokes. “uuuuuuhhhhhhhmmm... whoooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”
The itch was spreading, thru Mason’s feet, up his legs, growing in intensity. The itch beginning at the nape of his neck, was crawling down his spine. “UUUUUHHHMMMMM... WHUUUUUUUUUHHUUHH!!!”

Roland increased his pace. The spasms were not as far apart.

“UUUUUUUUUHHHHHUUHHUUHHHH... WHOOOOOHHOOOOHHOOOOOOOO!!!”

Roland added a bit more vigor to the rotation in his hips, holding the motion longer on the inward strokes. He now emitted low growls. “uuuuuhhhhhnnnngggrrrrrrr... wwhhhhuurrrrnnnnggrrrrrrrhhuuuhh!!!”
Mason felt the dual itch closing the gap between his upper and lower body. The spasms in his groin grew in frequency and intensity.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHOOOOOOOOHHOOOOOHHOOOHHOOOOOOO!!!”

Mason pulled his knees in closer to his body, rocking in rearward thrusts to meet Roland’s inbound strokes. Roland adjusted his weight backward, placing his hands on the side of Mason’s hips. He moved faster, but under control, without becoming wild and reckless. When he rotated himself, Mason met him with counter rotations. Roland’s feet were itching as well. He could feel the walls of Mason’s portal of pleasure in spasmic grips around his shaft. Mason did not want the pulsing head of Roland’s love pole to stop the deep, rolling massage that he was receiving.

When the erotic north/south itch met in Mason’s love canal, there was a swirling mix of sensatory escalation, triggering a gut-tightening tension of delight. Mason couldn’t beleive it, the longer the tension held.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH... OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHOOOOOO!!!”

The tension released, allowing large, spasmodic surges of orgasmic elation. Mason’s body was rocked by the climax, shuddering immensely as he erupted. The itch continued as his own erection began shooting forth his load in short, rapid-fire bursts.

“UUUUUUUUHHHHUUUUUUUUUUHHUUUUUUUUUHHUUH...
WWHHUUUUUUUUHH... HHUUUUUUUUUUHHUUUHHHH!!!”

Roland’s erection was stiffening hard as a rock, stimulated by the intense output of erotic heat from Mason, whose orgasm continued. Mason ejected a heavy rope of cum, followed by several rapid-fire, dry shots.

“GUHHUUH... GUHGUWWHHUUUUUHHUUUUUUUUUUUHH...
WWHHOOOOOOOOOOO... HHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
OOOOOHHHMMYYYYYMMYYY... OOOOOOOOOOOHHH!!!”

Urged on by the orgasm-induced,convulsing walls of Mason’s love canal, Roland’s lust-laden pole stretched suddenly. The intense itch in Roland’s feet, hardened nipples, scrotum, and shaft, was maddening. Roland expelled his load: only the condom sheathing, prevented his stiff member from being classified by NATO, as a rocket launcher. As such, the four huge cum shots that were fired, could have been properly identified as missiles. Roland’s guttural, ear-splitting roar, was akin to that of a lust-crazed animal.

“GGRRROOOOOOOOWWRRAAAAAAAARRRRGGRRR
AAAAAARRRGGGRRRRUUUUUUUUGGUUUUUUHH...
WWHHAAAAAAARRGGRRRRRRR... GGRRAAAARR...
GGRRUUUUHHUUH... RRAARRHHAAARRGGUUHH!!!”

The heat from the torrential backwash, emanating thru the protective layer of the sheath, transmitted more waves of pleasure throughout Mason’s heightened senses. Shuddering, he slowly eased forward, until he was laying once again on his stomach, his rear arched over the pillow. Mason moaned, as Roland, still erect, followed his movement, continuing with a very slow, deep rotational motion. A few minutes later, Mason was brought to one more, dry spurt climax.

To Be Continued...