to me and put his arms around my neck, and I reached around his waist. It was great being next to a man who was just as tall as me. I am usually the tall one of a couple, but we could meet eye-to-eye.
"You're a handsome one,” Chico said.
"You'll make me blush."
"Come on,” he said. “Want to swim?"
"No swim trunks."
"Yeah, me neither,” he laughed.
His backyard had a privacy fence to keep out voyeurs. As soon as we were in the backyard, he started working on my shirt. I returned the favor.
I got Chico's shirt off. He was fuzzy and just the right amount. If you show me somebody whose chest needs to be mowed, I am going to lose interest. But I like a bit of hair, and Chico offered up a nice amount around his well-developed chest. He had a little hair on his back. I hate back hair, but Chico only had a little down low on his back. It worked for him splendidly, and I thought that I might have to change my list of likes and dislikes. The hair on his back was sexy, not by itself but as part of the whole package.
I was admiring his chest for so long that he had me completely nude before I started on his pants.
"Whoops,” I said. “Got distracted with your chest."
"Take your time, hon,” Chico whispered. “I love it. You're really nice yourself."
When I got his pants down around his knees, I saw that he was wearing a cock ring. He had metal balls on the head of his dick. There was one ball on the top and another on the bottom. He had a stainless steel barbell going all the way through the tip of his dick. I think it went right through the tube thingy that piss and cum use. It was the kind of piercing that made you want to say “ouch” while biting the knuckle of your hand. I mean, ouch .
I bent over to kiss the tip of his tool, and it snapped to attention. The stainless steel barbell felt a little weird at first, but I got used to it quickly. What were you supposed to do with that kind of jewelry? Should I pull one end or rotate it with my tongue? I felt like I had been living a sheltered life. Would it make me seem like a country hick to ask?
He ran his fingernails down my back hard enough to scrape off the first layer of skin. Yikes! He must like to play rough. Point noted. I can do that.
"Um,” I said. “I don't know the protocol... I mean...."
" Apadravya ,” he said.
" Apa ...?"
" Dravya , apadravya . I also have a guiche,” he said as he pulled my hand to a loop hanging between his balls and ass.
Ouch , I thought to myself. Fucking ouch . I mean, ouch .
"They're both very erotic. I can take almost anything you dish out so long as you don't chomp down on them and try to take them to the next zip code."
"I don't want to hurt you.” And that was the truth.
"Okay, if I was afraid of pain, I wouldn't have gone for the apadravya ."
"Hurt?"
"Let's say that it shouldn't be your first piercing unless you like using a porcupine as a dildo up your ass."
"Um... no, I'm good."
"Don't treat me like I'm fragile, Sean. I like it as rough as you want to give it."
He leaned over until he fell into the pool, and I followed. The water was much warmer than I would have guessed. It was early springtime, so he must have had a heater for the water. It wasn't quite hot enough to be a sauna, but it was certainly on the way there.
Chico disappeared underwater and swam up to me. I had never had an underwater blow job before. It was oozy and slick. I held the back of his neck. We were in a fairly shallow part of the pool, so I was standing on the bottom. The trouble with underwater blow jobs is that they happen underwater, and Chico didn't have gills. He had to come up for air after a half-minute, and he did so with a big grin.
"Tasty,” he said. I reached out to feel his dick. It was a good size, long and thin with a little upward curve.
He reached around to my back and pulled me closer as he nibbled on my ear. Ouch! I didn't say anything. Maybe I should have. He chomped down on my ear. He bit my neck. I get