Mr. Anderson's New Houseboat, Part II

But rather than letting go of my cock, he held onto it as he led me out of the shrubs and back onto the path holding it firmly in his hand.

The second we got back on the trail, Mr. Anderson looked down at my cock still in his hand and said, “Jeffery, I just can’t stand it ---I’ve got to suck it again”.

Before I could say a work, he got down on his knees and quickly inserted my dick into his mouth. I was so taken by what he had just done that I didn’t say a word. There was no need for words at that point because I knew that all he wanted to do was enjoy the taste of my meatl and get me off again.

I let out a soft moan to let him know just how good he was making me feel. No sooner did my breathing become heavy when he paused for a moment, licked one of his fingers and inserted it up my hole. Then he went right back to sucking me while he fingered me at the same time.

I was so aroused by now that I could feel myself begin to cum. Before I knew it, I was panting really heavily and my nuts popped. Instantly I filled Mr. Anderson’s mouth with a flood of my cum. Just by the way he sucked me , I could tell he was enjoying every ounce of the salty seed my body had produced for him.

Once I caught my breath and went soft, he released his lips from my cock, stood back up and deep frenched me so that I could taste the residue of my own seed.

He then exclaimed, “Come Jeffery---geeeeze I bet it’s almost two o’clock in the morning”.

I looked over at him with a smile on my face and replied, “Yea--but we are sure having fun.”

Mr. Anderson chuckled and replied, “We sure are, Jeffery--We sure are and maybe we will do it again tomorrow night.”

He grabbed my hand and led me back to the rocky shoreline. When we reached the big rock, Mr. Anderson soaped up his hand again and fingered my hole with his soapy index finger. Then he gave me a kiss and we jumped back in the water. Just as we started our swim back to the boat, we both noticed dark clouds moving in because they were so low and black appearing.

No sooner had we climbed abroad his boat when it began to lightly sprinkle. Mr. Anderson said, “Come on Jeffery-- let’s go inside and dry off”. And no sooner had we toweled ourselves off when the light sprinkle turned into a soft gentle rain. By now both of us were starting to get tired and when I looked over at the ship’s clock, it was almost 2:30AM. Mr. Anderson said, “ Jeffery, let’s go to sleep in the cubby area up front”.

The cubby was located at the bow of the ship just under the floorboards. It was down in the hull in a really tight area. One had to open a small square door and crawl down into it. The room was only two feet high and about the size of a king size mattress. I could see why Mr. Anderson wanted to sleep there. It was like our own little love nest-- our own little love cocoon -- and was perfectly designed for two naked bodies to naturally cuddle up to one another.

Mr. Anderson crawled down into the cubby first. After I clambered down into it, he had already opened the two porthole widows (one on each side ) and a nice cross breeze blew through the space. I could hear the gentle sound of rain come down on the deck above and on the lake at the same time. The sound was so very pleasant and relaxing. It was just ideal music to put one to sleep by.

Mr. Anderson was already lying on his back. And while I wasn’t nervous , I was a little apprehensive given I had never slept with someone before (except my parents when I was little) let alone a naked man 20 years my senior.

But my apprehensiveness changed the minute I got situated and laid flat on my back. Mr. Anderson suddenly rolled on top of me and forced his tongue deep into my mouth.

“Oh God,” I told myself. “Mr. Anderson is laying on top of me like he use to do his wife and it feels so good. His entire naked body is smothering mine! Have I died and gone to heaven? I want him to lie on top of me like this and kiss me forever.”

He knew right away that I loved what he was doing to me more than anything. I placed my arms around his shoulders and rubbed them ever so softly as he continued to deep french me. While we were tired, we wanted to enjoy each other before we went to sleep. And certainly him laying on top of me like he was... turned me on more than anything. I just couldn’t get enough of him and he knew it as I squeezed his shoulder blades ever so tightly from time to time.

Then, Mr. Anderson did something that really thrilled me more than anything. He removed his lips from mine and placed his tongue in my ear as he remained on top of me. The feeling of his warm furry chest pressing up against my smooth one combined with his tongue deep in my ear caused me to moan out in deep heated passion that I couldn’t control. I couldn’t believe just how much he was stimulating me.

Things were so hot and heavy, I forgot all about being tired. I just wanted to enjoy the beautiful experience he was treating me to.

A few moments later, he pulled his tongue out of my ear and said, “Jeffery, wrap your legs around me”.

Of course I gladly agreed because I wanted to feel as much of his sexy naked body as possible. No sooner did I wrap my legs around his ass and went back to rubbing my hands all over his back when he decided to start sucking on my neck again. He gave me another giant hickey , but I didn’t care. I couldn’t resist him and wanted all of his passion. I figured this was just too special of a night for us to stop now and I wondered how much former wife missed the kind of lustful experience he was treating me to that he had probably done a thousand times to her.

Once he placed what I was sure was another giant hickey on my neck, he removed his lips, tried to catch his breath and exclaimed, “Oh God Jeffery---you’re getting me so hot---I haven’t felt like this since I was a teenager.”

Within seconds, he was back to sucking on the right side of my neck. As I rubbed my legs all over his ass and my hands all over his back simultaneously , suddenly I moaned out without realizing it, “Oh, put your dick in me”.

My joyous request excited Mr. Anderson more than black bear who had just found a barrel full of honey.

He quickly said, “Jeffery, I’ll be right back, sweet boy”.

I knew without asking he was going up to the cabin to retreat the bottle of baby lotion. It seemed like he was only gone about 20 seconds when he was back kissing me. Gay instinct suddenly took over for I knew exactly what I was supposed to do without him even telling me. Slowly, I parted my lips from his, rolled over on my stomach and spread eagle so that my ass was looking him right in the face.

Within seconds I could feel one of his lubricated fingers enter me. I let out a soft gentle moan to let him know how wonderful it felt. After he twisted his finger around my hole a few times, a second finger entered me followed by a third.

I knew he was ready to put his dick in me for yet a second time that night, only this time I really wanted it. I really did!

Once he climbed aboard me, I could feel him nudge his cockhead up to my opening. He placed his arms underneath mine, his lips on my neck and slowly nudged his cock into my hole. The pain again rocketed through my body. But I didn’t care. All I knew was that I wanted his dick deep inside me.

Mr. Anderson once again said as he gasp for air, “Let’s just hold it here for a minute and then you will feel better”, as he starting sucking my neck.

After about 30 seconds, I could feel his dick work its way up my hole. I knew I was giving Mr. Anderson yet another thrill of a lifetime and it was turning me on just as much knowing that we were joined to one another in such a loving way. By now he had placed at least two more hickeys on the left side of my neck as he held his cock firmly in place.

As he began to slowly pump me, he put his tongue back into my ear. I let out a soft moan of gratification because it felt so phenomenal. I knew it was going to take Mr. Anderson a while to cum because he already blew his load twice already that night...once in my mouth and once in my butt. But I was sure he could cum yet again because I had jacked-off four times one day when I was super horny a few weeks before.

It was obvious Mr. Anderson was positively enjoying the elegant fuck session we were having. At one point he said, “Gosh Jeffery, we fit each other so perfectly---you feel so good and tight.”

I didn’t realize how good fucking between two guys actually felt. I had seen plenty of pictures of guys on the Internet taking it up the ass and by their facial expressions, it seemed liked it was rather painful than enjoyable. But by now it was actually kind of gratifying and I was hoping that our fuck session would last awhile. So, I softly let out a moan to let him know that I was enjoying it just as much as he was.

He Anderson slowly increased his pace until I could hear the crackling sound of his dick sliding in and out of me as a result of the baby lotion. The erotic noise it made really excited me. It wasn’t but a few minutes later when he accelerated into high gear and began pumping me as hard as he could. By now both of us were moaning as his hips worked as fast as they could. Mr. Anderson suddenly exclaimed out loud, “Oh Jeffery, almost there, I want to cum so bad.”

I spread my legs as far as I could so his cock could get the full sensation of my tight butthole. After about two more minutes, he shoved his hips all the way forward and blew a river of cum straight up my hole. I remained quite & still as I allowed his body to jolt up & down and fertilize me with all of his warm nectar for yet a second time that night.

After he caught his breath, he placed his lips on the right side of my neck with his cock still deep inside me and sucked it. Of course I was so turned by this that I pushed my neck up against his mouth to let him know that I wanted him to suck me harder as he remained on top of me.

When he finally pulled his dick out of me he exclaimed, “Oh Jeffery , that was the hottest sex I ever had--I thought for a moment we were going to catch my new boat of fire,” as a huge smile crossed his face.

We then decided to take a quick swim and clean ourselves off. When we walked out onto the patio, the soft rain was still coming down. But that didn’t bother us since we were going to get wet anyway. After we jumped in, Mr. Anderson took the bar of soap and rubbed it back and forth over my asshole. I in turn took the bar from him and thoroughly washed his dick.

Once we got out and dried ourselves off, we crawled back in the cubby and talked for about ten minutes before both our eyes started getting heavy. Mr. Anderson gave me a quick kiss on my lips and said, “Come on, we better go to sleep---it almost 4 am”.

He rolled me on my side and then cuddled up next to me. The touch of his naked body combined with the sound of the rain was so very soothing, it made me sleepy right away.

Once I drifted off to sleep, all I could dream about was him. It was like his body & soul became intertwined with mine. Not only could I feel him, but it was like I could see images of his beautiful naked body right in front of me. At one point, I dreamed that we got married and that his x-wife was the one who gave me away in front of my family & friends in a huge wedding ceramony on his new houseboat.

When I first woke up, I didn’t know where the hell I was. All I knew was that I was naked and in a tiny crawl space unlike anything I had ever seen before. It took me about 30 seconds to recall that I was in the ship’s cubby of Mr. Anderson new houseboat and all the sex that had happened between us just a few short hours before.

I could hear the sound of the rain pouring down from above on the deck and on the lake from the porthole windows Mr. Anderson had opened. When I looked over at Mr. Anderson, he was now lying on his stomach with his head on a pillow still fast asleep.

I decided to get up to see what time it was because I figured we had overslept and it was now too late to fish like we had planned on doing. I was still tired and didn’t feel too good. My ass was sore from the two butt-fuckings Mr. Anderson gave me and I was a little hung over from all the pena colidas we drank.