Coffee shoppe boy:

It was Monday the 3rd. Entering from the square I saw him. He was about my height with a full head of dark wavy hair and pouting dark brown eyes. I asked for some Keemun tea for my housemate and he poured a more than amble amount into the brown bag and folded it most meticulously down the bag leaving a full pouch. I bought some chocolates on impulse. As I was to exit he asked for my cell number I gave him a card with my art and info on it.

I had thought that was that but he phoned and chatted me up. Kyle is his name. His laugh was contagious and his personality was warm and inviting. He asked me to meet him on Sunday so I met him for a cup of tea at Starbucks on Liberty Ave before I go to PFLAGG. We met up and chatted, speaking of passions, people, places and pleasures. He’s off Wednesday and has firmed up that he’ll stop by for some coffee or tea and a visit; say 2:00 in the afternoon.

After talking with a housemate I called him back and invited him to a high tea at my place.

Wednesday, the 12th, he arrived a few minutes late but was not overly concerned as we had the place to ourselves. He greeted me with a gentile peck on the lips as I was heating the teapots for our high tea. I was serving English muffins, both jam and marmalade, as well as, mixed vegetable salad and curried chicken salad with golden raisins, celery, scallions and some Gluten free home made scones and home made GF brown sugar short bread. The tea was a fusion that he brought with black fruit extractions. It filled the room with a warmth as the boiling water hit the already steamy pot. I sliced some avocado placing it on a serving plate with Greek olives, cheese and cherry tomatoes. I handed him the plate. He placed a cherry tomato between his front teeth and sucked it into his mouth playfully. We ate and made small talk of our few days activities. He spread some curried chicken salad on and toasted English muffin and took a bite. The aromatic spices of curry, cardamom and cinnamon lingered on the corner of his mouth. I pointed to it by placing a finger on my mouth and he took his right index finger and wiped it, smeared it on my lips then kissed me full and deep on the mouth. We continued to eat as if in the movie “Tom Jones”. When finished I got up and made a fruit plate doing a second infusion of the tealeaves in the cooling with teapot.

I asked him to grab our cups and join me as I walked up to my third floor bedroom. I undressed him stopping to feed him with my fingers slices of banana, apple and pear. Then he undressed me, I said lie down on the bed and I took some vanilla body lotion in my hands to warm and massage his shoulders and back, then arms and hands. I sipped some tea then massaged his feet, calves and thighs. Then I squired some lotion on the lovely rounded muscles of his ass. I massaged deeply. He raised to arrange his hardening cock into a comfortable position. Then I said turn over and he did. His ample cock reached pass his belly button and dark furry pubis – patch. I massaged his chest the front legs and feet. Then licked my lips before kissing him again.

I took his manly hot cock deep into my mouth resting my chin on his large balls and that was some task in its self. It all but seared my mouth and throat. His manly scent filled my nostrils his aroma. He purred like a cat being served warm milk. After some time giving head I pulled off and suckeled his nuts one at a time then ran my tongue down his perineum. I licked and kissed the tender spot for some time then raised one leg then the other over my shoulder as I started to rim his asshole. It had a full amount of dark brown hair and his pucker was rosy pink in colour. As my tongue touched his bunghole he let out a deep guttural sigh. I ate hungrily. With my right hand I took his cock and stroked while I continued to pleasure him. After a short while he begged me to fuck him. Is pulled up beside him. He grabbed my rigid cock and fumbled putting the condom on it. He then handed me the lube and raised his ass to the ready. I put the lubricant on my middle finger and slowly entered his wanting rectum. He arched his neck against the pillow and his eyes rolled white with pleasure. I lifted his legs over my folded thighs and placed a pillow over my knees as not to have their boniness give him any pain.
I placed my hands under his hips and gided him down on my achingly hard cock.

Slowly, I went into him love canal until my cock was buried in his ass. I lifted him up and down with my hands while my hips lifted to end each stroke deeply inside him. He said I’ve never been fucked this way before in panting breaths then said this’s the best. I stroked his cock and fucked deeper and deeper. Soon he was spuring forth a large load of cum on his chest and belly. I pulled out and stroked my cock and came too, allover his crotch.

I went back to feeding us the fruit and sipping the cooled tea. Interrupting bites and sips with kisses. It was almost 3:45, so I suggested getting dressed and going down stairs. As my housemates would be home shortly. He said he’d better go. So we kissed at the door and he left from the side. Just as I reached the kitchen door one of my housemates had opened the back door to enter. I made small talk as I tidied up the kitchen. When finished I went to my room and found his burgundy bikini briefs on the floor. I picked them up and fingered them then placed them under my pillow to encourage happy dreams of Kyle. As I got ready to leave to go to the faery circle I stopped to finish this entry for my blog.

He phoned me while I was shopping at Whole Foods and told me of the “wonderful time” he had had.

I called Kyle last night, the 17th – St Patrick’s Day and asked if he’d like to meet up at Star Bucks for the cup of tea. So we have plans to meet up Wednesday at 11:00 am. I can hardly wait.