I would join any nudist colony for the opportunity to ride around on his bare shoulders, regardless as to what the game was.

The playful tone creeping back in his voice, "Hey Blonde, are we going to sleep together this way in this bed tonight?" He was kneeling over me and slapping out a tune with his fingertips with the palm side of his hands on my lightly furred abdomen. "After the way we have gotten to know each other, we might as well. This will be another first with me. I mean sleeping in a bed with a guy naked and all." I still was not confident enough to reveal my estimation to him that many a cock man would be prepared to conduct any number of sacrifices for the privilege of bedding down with him naked. As we pulled back the covers and climbed in between the clean sheets he asked me, "when you were telling me about yourself in the other room there, I got the impression that you had the 'hots' for me since you first arrived out here." I confirmed his speculation. He threw his head against the pillow and winced, "God damn, if I had only known that. I think I would have brought you back to the apartment and asked Anne to strip us both naked. She could have watched while you sucked my dick." Laughing silly again, "hell Blonde, you could have given her pointers."

I asked him if she would really have been agreeable to such displays of intimacy. He replied, "At that time, she would at least have been open to considering it. The way things are going now, not a chance!" For a minute neither of us spoke. Finally, he blurted out, "Blonde, give me a hug." Without hesitating, I was affectionately in his strong arms in an instant, melting into his broad warm chest. He gave me robust slaps on the back before releasing me. "Thanks buddy. It's been such a nasty fucking week until tonight. Anne has been such a bitch; she has done everything she can to make me feel bad."

I could not imagine willfully doing or saying anything to offend this gorgeous vivacious warmly sensitive man. Boldly I spoke bluntly. "I promise that I will never be a bitch."

My bedmate flashed his twinkling smile again and nearly shouted "Hell no. Not the way you are always so happy to be with me." He had his large hand wrapped around my fully stretched wood, causing delicious electric charges to pulse through my groin and up my spine. He dropped his exquisitely smooth warm weight on me and had me pinned against the pillow and mattress. As he kissed me full on the lips for the first time, I felt his enthralling sex heatedly swell and fill against my right thigh. For a fleeting moment, I hoped he would rape my horny posterior orifice. He backed off smiling, "Naw! We need our rest if we are going to get as early a start as I hope, tomorrow. We'll see how we feel tomorrow morning, if we want to fool around or not. Goodnight Blonde." I was happy with that prospect. He was snoring soundly next to me.

My recollection of the night blends together with the closeness of the next. Some of the occurrences were repeated over both nights or took place over just one. We had not bothered to draw curtains across high windows, so the room was bathed in moonlight to allow me to watch my god-like