by Dan

     We walked through the streets together, the warm night air filled with the sounds and sensations of this city. The night had been a memorable one, dinner with friends, old and new. The food was unusual, a tradition with this bunch. When in town, try something new. Last year was sushi at Kyoto, this year an Indian place, Tandori chicken and rice pilaf. We hail a cab to take us from downtown, back across the lake to the hotel.

     Inside the cab we sit close, but not too close. The tension between us is strong, our conversations loaded with innuendo and double entendres. As we had bar-hopped through downtown, many would have though us a couple, noting we both wear rings, yet we seemed too distant, too friendly and not intimate enough. Yet the need to be closer is strong. I put my arm around you and you look at me and smile warmly. We pull up at the hotel and bail out, paying the driver and leaving him the change. Up to the 23rd floor we go, saying little, feeling only a need and a desire to be together.

     When he first met those months ago, the desire was plain. We had said our good nights and lingered, holding an embrace far too long, wanting our lips to touch our bodies to meld together. Yet we resisted, knowing the price we could pay, you unsure of your heart and mind, me just as confused. But over the months, we talked, shyly, slowly at first, getting to know each other’s thoughts and minds. Talk of family and career turned to feelings and dreams, wants and desires. Secrets and passions were shared and plans were made. Lunchtime rendezvous’ where the talk was heated, where we wanted to throw discretion and decorum to the wind and take each other somehow, somewhere. And at last, the job commanded, go back to the capitol and learn some more. We e-mailed each other and made our decisions. If it were to happen, if the need was there, then we would let it, we would not resist.

     As the elevator stops we get off and look at each other. It is one of those moments. To the right the hallway goes to my room, to the left is yours. Neither of us says a word, wanting the other to make the move, to start this fire we know will burn. I take your hand and look deeply into your green eyes.

    "I want this to happen, I want you so much it hurts my soul," I say to you, my voice barely a whisper I think.

     "Come to my room," I ask. You shake your head, pulling your hair across your face, a little thing you do when you're thinking or nervous. You look up and say "No. You come to mine. I've got the balcony, and I want to kiss you in the moonlight."

     I close my eyes for a second, the reality of your words slamming through me. You lead me down the hallway and I follow, almost like a child being led. We come to your room and you lead me through the door. The room
is dimly lit only one lamp and the lights from the city outside. You busy yourself straightening up the room, almost playing hostess as I wander to the sliding door and stare at the night. The city is alive and bright, yet
the moon and stars still beam down, I step out on the balcony and feel the warm night air. You follow me out and hand me a beer from the fridge. I laugh softly remembering the last time we drank on a balcony. The night we discovered our feelings for each other. The Shiner bock is cold, and we talk of the night behind us, and of the city before us.

     I step behind you and put my arms around, pulling you close. The smell of your hair fills my mind and I feel you warm and soft against me. I lean down and gently place one kiss on the side of your neck, lingering to slide my lips up to your ear, gently kissing the lobe. You sigh and I feel a tremble pass through you.

     You turn to face me, your arms encircling my neck. This is a moment we have longed for so long. Our lips touch and the passion within us seems to explode. My tongue parts your lips and we hungrily kiss each other. It is passionate and reckless and fierce all at once. My hands roam over your back and into your hair, you pull me closer, our kisses more intense, more deep.

     After a seeming eternity, we fall away from each other. You step back to the balcony rail and stare out across the sky. You turn, your eyes sparkling to say, "I know what I want." You move closer, and place your
hands on my chest. "Make love to me with the doors open, so we can hear the wind and see the moon, please."

     I take your hands and lead you back into the bedroom, leaving the door open. The lamps are turned off, and the curtains on the windows and the balcony are thrown wide. The room is dark, but slowly fills with the soft glow of the sky. I move to you and begin to softly kiss you again, more slowly, more deliberate this time. You start to pull me to the bed as we kiss, but I stop you, saying, "No, let me undress you first. Let me worship
you." You laugh at e my words, calling me a silly romantic, but you stand still letting me do as I please.

     I run my fingers through your hair and down your neck, tracing the curve of your collar bones to your should ers, then back to the center of your chest. You tremble slightly under my touch. I start slowly unbuttoning the long sleeve shirt you wear, softly kissing your face and neck. First one, then two, then a third come undone. You start to wrap your arms around me and pull me to you, but I stop you.

     "No, stand still. Let me do this. Just stand there and enjoy the feeling."

     I resume the unbuttoning then slowly slid the shirt off your shoulder. I walk around behind you, and finish pulling it off your back, sliding it off your arms. I can see your white bra, the delicate lace pattern. My arms wrap around you from behind, and I gently cup your breasts, lifting them up as I kiss your neck. I turn you back to face me, and we kiss again. I undo the three clasps holding you in, and you sigh, seemingly with relief, as the bra loosens. I slide it off your shoulders and down your arms stepping back a step as I do so. I want to look at you, to se your naked beauty. I stare for a long moment.

     "What" you ask.

     "Just looking at your body. You are a beautiful women."

     In the darkness, I can’t see you blush, but I sense you are. I pull you close and again, feeling your breasts press against my chest. My hands slide down to your hips, then to the front of your jeans. The buttons swiftly
open, the zipper descends.

     "Wait. I want to do something for you.’ You say.

     You run your hands over my chest and begin to undress me, much as I had done you. Once my shirt is undone, you run your hands over my chest, toying with my nipples for a moment, bringing shivers of delight. As you slide the shirt off my arms, you begin to kiss y neck and work lower to my chest, lower still across my abs. I look down to se you kneeling in front of me, your eyes full of lust.

     "Let me do this, please. Let me show you what I can do."

     Who am I to argue?

     You fumble with my belt for a moment, then pull it loose. The button on my jeans follows and then you slowly unzip me. Your hands grip my belt loops on the sides and star to pull my pants down. I move slightly to help you. When you have them pulled down fully, you pause to look at my obviously erect penis, still covered by my briefs. You softly kiss me through the fabric, a feeling that sends chills through me. Your hands grasp the fabric and pull down my briefs, freeing my erect cock. As it comes free, I hear you gasp involuntarily. Then your hands grasp me, squeezing gently, and you begin to slowly stroke me.

     "Damn, you are big."

     "Problem with that? Too big?" I ask mockingly.

     You glare up at me. "No way, its just right."

     And with that, seemingly to show me you are in control, you take the head in your mouth and begin sucking hard. I inhale audibly, the feeling so wonderful. Your lips crawl down the shaft as you take more in, until I feel
your lips and face bump my stomach. I look down in wonder, seeing you deep throat me. You pause a long second, seeming to savor the taste and feel of my cock. The feeling is amazing.

     You slide your mouth back up the shaft, releasing me with a slurping "POP’. "See, told you I could do that."

     I only nod, my mind and body reeling from the sensation, wanting only more.

     "So do you want more of that?" you ask teasingly.

     "Yes, please."

     "Only on one condition. You have to cum for me. We have all night and I know you can get it back up no problem. So cum for me now, we’ll have time to make love later."

     I shuffle backwards and fall on the foot of the bed. I pull you to me and kiss you hard on your mouth, my hands roaming your half naked body.

     ‘First lets get these damn clothes out of the way. I want to see all of you."

     We quickly kick of out boots, and you finish pulling do my jeans. I roll over and begin sliding yours off. As your panties come into to view, I begin kissing your navel, and start working lower. You try to stop me, saying, "No, not yet, you’ll get to do that later.’

     I laugh, and place a kiss right on your pubic mound, through the fabric, then flick lower with my tongue. You grab my head, pulling me away, the thrill of the feeling obvious on your face. I finish peeling off your clothes and then stand, pulling you to me.

     We stand in the half-light, naked, nothing finally between us. I pull you close, feeling the heat of your body, the softness of your skin. I step away finally, to stare at your body, your soft curves. I see the tan lines where you've laid out in a bikini, and how dark and thick your pubic hair looks. You step towards me and lead me back to the bed. "Now layback and relax. I'm going to give you the best blowjob you have ever had."

     I lay down and you stretch out between my legs, and begin slowly stroking my aching, hard cock. You slowly begin to lick the crown and shaft, your tongue so warm. You slide down to my scrotum and begin to gently suckle my balls, your tongue lapping at them. I arch my back and moan loudly at the exquisite feeling. You slide back up and take me in your mouth, sucking hard and stroking me with one hand. Your mouth surrounds me, seeming to control me. Your hands roam across my lower body, stroking me at times as you suck
other times tickling and teasing. It is agony and ecstasy all at once.

     Your mouth moves faster on my shaft. I begin to feel that familiar feeling deep in the root of my cock. You seem to sense this and move faster, urging me on. Suddenly the feeling hits and I arch my back, groaning in pleasure as the cum shoots out. You suck harder at this moment, swallowing each drop, the heat of your mouth adding to the pleasure of the release.

     I lay there in a daze, the sensations still running through me. The feel of your mouth slowly kissing its way up my body brings me around. You kiss my lips and smile at me. "How was that?"

     "Quite wonderful. You are amazing."

     "I know. So, now what would you like to do?"

     I smile wickedly at you and roll you over onto your back and begin to kiss my way down your body. I stop for a moment to suckle those lucious breasts of yours. You moan appreciatively. My mouth moves lower down your body, until I lie between your thighs, your lucious pussy right in front of me. I softly kiss your pubic mound, my tongue running through the soft hair. I slide it lower, licking all around, but never hitting your ips or clit. You moan appreciatively at my teasing. I continue licking and kissing all over your pussy, never hitting your clit, till you finally grab my head and nearly scream, "lick my clit, damn you!"

     I can’t help but smile, and I oblige you. You arch as my tongue flicks at you, bringing the sensations you have longed for. My tongue is soon busily caressing and prodding your clit, dipping in between your lips to
taste the sweet juices. You thrash around, the building orgasm surging up in you. Finally it breaks your back arches and your nails dig into my scalp as you shout out the intense passion. I rise up and look at you, my face shiny with your juices.

     "Go wipe off your face, then come back here. I want to ride you."

     I quickly obey and lay back on the bed. You straddle me and guide my cock inside you. We stay still for a long moment, savoring the incredible feeling of finally being joined together as we had wished to be. Slowly you
begin to move atop me, your breasts swaying gently as you rock your hips. My cock slides in and out slowly, the feeling truly exquisite. I reach up to fondle your breasts, gently tugging on your nipples, bringing more moans of pleasure. You lean down and we kiss, our mouths pressing hard.

     "God you feel so good, so tight and wet."

     "You got me wet, silly", you say laughingly.

     You begin to ride me faster now, the feeling between us building up. I reach around and grab your ass, thrusting up into you, bringing gasps from between your lips. Suddenly I raise up and flip us over, myself on top now, the connection between us never broken.

     Your legs wrap around my back, pulling me hard against you. I thrust slowly, but firmly, each thrust withdrawing almost all the way, the burying my cock to the hilt in your pussy. Each thrust brings more gasps, louder moans from you. As you get louder, I realize your getting close to another orgasm.

     "Oh God, I’m cumming again. Pleas slow down."

     "No, I want you to. I want to make you cum as many times as I can tonight."

     With that I thrust harder, and reach between us to fondle your clit. As my fingers graze your clit, it sends you over the edge, your body shaking with the orgasm, your nails raking down my back. The feeling is so good, I almost loose control myself, but I fight the feeling, wanting this to last as long as humanly possible.

     We go on this way for what seems like hours, but is only minutes. You cum again, four, five, six times, each more intense than the last. The whole time the moon shines down through the window, the night winds cool on our sweating bodies. The light seems to make your skin glow, the contrast between your white skin and dark pink nipples, even more distinct. As I thrust into, faster and faster, I feel my orgasm start to build.

     "I can’t hold back. I need to cum." You look deep into my eyes, and whisper, "Cum inside me, please cum inside me."

     Your words urge me on and suddenly the threshold has been reached and there’s no turning back. I thrust deep into you and my cock seems to explode my hot cum shooting out. The orgasm slams through me, stars and colors flashing in front of my eyes. At the same time, you have cum again, and your pussy squeezes around me, not wanting to let me go. Finally the spasms of the orgasm die away and we lie still, our hearts still racing, out of breath. I push myself up on my arms and look down at you.

     "Thank you."

     "Your welcome", you say with a smile.

     The rest of the night is spent in each other’s arms. We get up and shower, then sit on the balcony, nude, and holding each other wrapped in a blanket. We make love again out there, daring the entire world to see us.
But only the stars and the moon do. And they smile down on us.