from me to you...please?"

"It doesn't matter how good you do it...just because you want to makes it wonderful...ok - you can blow me!"

Michael took to it like a pro - Kent knew that he'd never given head before, but he was a natural! He worked his tool...moved to his balls when he sensed that he was close to ejaculation...back to the cock - and then...much sooner than Kent had expected...he
shot a huge load into Michael's ravishing mouth.

"AAAARRRRRRggghhhhh! Oh - oh - ahhh - I'm done...oh, that was great...oh, maaaaan!"

Michael held Kent's rod in his mouth until he felt the firmness begin to subside, then let his softening tool slip from between his lips...looked Kent directly in the eye...and swallowed his load.

"Did I do good?"

"You did absolutely GREAT! Are you ok with it?"

"I never enjoyed doing something for somebody any more in my whole life...especially you - my own boyfriend! I loved blowing you - and want to do it a lot more...!"

"Come up here and let me hold you again...you're fantastic!"

Michael and Kent lay locked silently in each other's arms for a half hour or more...Kent luxuriating in the warmth of this great young stud...Michael in the glow of being totally and completely free with another man - who knew exactly how he felt and what he was thinking.

"You know something?"

"What?"

"I'm glad you don't have a cat!"

"Why?"

"So you can stay with me tonight!"

"If I had a cat - he'd have a litter box, I guess...so I could stay anyway!"

"Yeah, I thought the cat excuse was sort of lame...but it worked! How long is your mother gone for?"

"Until Sunday night."

"Would you like to stay until she gets back?"

"You serious?"

"Why would I joke about that?"

"I'd LOVE to..."

"You can help me with a wedding party shoot tomorrow afternoon - it's a real big deal, and I can use the help moving lights and stuff. When you go home to pick up some things...bring some jeans and more 'helper' stuff like that...and don't forget your jock and anything else we might use in our private shoot on Friday...you've already got the orange bikini - we'll do some fun stuff that just you and I will see!"

"Cool"

"What time is it?"

"Probably about 7:30, why?"

"I usually work out a couple hours at the Boiler Room on Wednesday evenings...but I'm so content here - I might just put it off until tomorrow night...and you could come with me and we could work out together. There are several 'regulars' there that I usually work out with - I go three times a week...they're there every night...anyway, that'll give me a chance to introduce my new boyfriend - will drive 'em wild with jealousy!"

"They'd be jealous of you having me?"

"You'd better believe it...they've been ragging on me for months about not having a boyfriend...I just had to wait for the right guy to come along!"

"You really think I'm the right guy?"

Kent shifted so that they were lying face-to-face and dick-to-dick on the wide sofa, kissed him passionately while squeezing his still rigid tool.

"Does this give