his tongue entered my mouth and did some exploring, causing me to emit little involuntary gasps. His lips left my mouth and continued down my neck. They played a bit in my chest hair and around my nipples, where they did a bit of sucking and nipping. All the time I was letting out gasps of mixed pain and pleasure and was beginning to writhe a bit under his hulking presence. Supporting himself over me just with his left arm now, his right hand went to my stomach and then slowly down, through my pubic hair, and encircled my dick. I gave a little lurch, and he returned his lips to mine and gave me a soothing kiss, as his hand gave my dick a gentle squeeze. Even though I was a good eight inches and had just about filled out, his hand was so big that his pinky overlapped into my pubic hair as his thumb came down on the knob of my cock and gained purchase to my piss slit. I was panting and moaning as his lips came away from mine, and he moved them down my body and to the tip of my cock. His hand moved to cup my balls and pull them gently down as his mouth came down over my cock, and he began to suck. I couldn’t help it, I quickly shot my load with a scream of pleasure and a shudder.

CJ rose off of me and stood above me, his legs still between mine.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I don’t usually cum that fast. It was just the newness and—”

“Sorry?” CJ said with a big grin. “No need to be sorry. You’re doing just great so far. And you are one beautiful dude, I must say. Binggum is going to be quite pleased.”

“So far?”

As he leaned down to me, he took my tie and pulled me up to him. His mouth found mine in a deep, almost brutal kiss that made me wonder where we were going from here. Then he let me back down gently and began slowly to disrobe. Off came the tie. Next came the trousers, shoes, and socks. His legs were magnificent, still heavily muscled despite his retirement from the game. Then came the shirt, and I gasped at his smooth, light-chocolate, muscled torso. No fat had accumulated on this body. His nipples virtually popped out of his chest. I found I very much wanted to get those between my lips, a sensation that was not unpleasant now that I could admit that I sometimes had felt that way toward another man. He now stood there between my legs in just his bikini briefs. The bulge of his cock, barely held in the briefs, stretching them down to where I could see where his dong was rooted below his hairless groin matched the rest of his huge body.

“Kiss it,” he said to me in a low, guttural voice. At first I didn’t comprehend what he was asking, but then he repeated, “Kiss it.” He lifted me by my tie so that there I was, sitting up, face to face with bulging cotton briefs. So, I did as he asked. I kissed the end of the bulge, and I could feel the cock hardening even further. He must have been all of ten inches. The briefs were slightly wet where the tip of his dick pushed against them, and they were giving off a musky, not unpleasant smell. I got a