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Blaise and I spent all that Saturday together, first cleaning his house, then just hanging out. I had cleaned the Lodge pretty thoroughly the day before for my private show with Ezekiel that was more than just a show. So, we didn’t need to go out there. Instead, we spent a couple hours shopping at one of the malls in Gate City. He needed some pants for work and I wanted to get a new pair of sneakers.We spent a bit of that time inspecting the adult novelties in a couple stores, but didn’t buy anything. We also made a detour to a large adult store on the edge of town to see if we might find any new toys for ourselves or for the show.We struck out there, too. But, I did think of an idea for Ezekiel and something I wanted to try to find for him in one of my catalogs.Beyond that little trip, Blaise and I spent the rest of Saturday much like any couple might — watching TV, eating, and sucking each other’s cocks until we were drained dry.I had him try something new by lying on the bed and letting him lay over me pumping his stiff meat in and out of my throat as if he were fucking my ass. He started slow, a little unaccustomed to the position or the necessary movements. But, I pulled him in closer and deeper and he saw it wasn’t much different from fucking my face with my head hanging off the edge of the bed.In a couple minutes, he was pumping his swollen head into my throat like it was an aerobic exercise. I kept my lips open. But, my tongue glided smoothly along the underside of his hard shaft.Soon he was going deep enough that I felt his pubic hair against my nose with each thrust.When I heard his breathing intensify in a very familiar way, I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him down onto my face, pushing his meat deep into my throat and smothering my nose with his hair.He stiffened and grunted loudly when he pulsed thick wads of cum down my throat. I worked my tongue on his shaft and gave him a strong swallowing motion to pump as much juice from him as possible.We rolled over and fell asleep naked and spent without cleaning up.I woke stiff as a rock the next morning and found Blaise’s thin cock just as engorged as mine. I climbed over and straddled him while he slept and began rubbing our stiff cocks together, my saliva-slick hand holding us together.It took only a couple minutes for my juices to being pulsing and I was near exploding before Blaise began to stir.He grunted and moaned a bit before opening his eyes to see me riding him. His hands immediately wrapped around my ass and squeezed hard as he sucked in lungs of air.That squeeze was all I needed and I blew chunks of white cum up his belly and chest. My back was arched stiff as I jacked our joined meat against each other.As I leaned down to kiss my lover, he stiffened suddenly and blasted another load of semen over his torso.I continued to hover over him as we kissed as long and deeply as we could between our heavy breathing. Then I licked my way down his chest and stomach cleaning our combined juices from his body. Reaching his now shrinking cock, I sucked it into my mouth. He jumped and squealed a bit as I swirled my hungry tongue around his limp, cum-covered dick.Eventually, my head was on his stomach, his fingers in my hair long enough for us to doze off again.After a communal shower, I went home around ten so Blaise could have his usual weekly family time. I had no real plans besides working on some ideas for a shoot with Ezekiel if I could talk him into it.The phone rang a little before noon. My mood spiked immediately when I heard his voice.“I hope I’m not bothering you,” he said.“Not at all. I was hoping you would call.”“Well, you mentioned maybe coming out to workout together.” He sounded a little hesitant. “I wondered if it was too soon to take you up on that.”“I’d love for you to come over,” I said. “I was just wondering what I was going to do today. Now I know.”“Great!” Now he sounded elated. “What’s a good time?”“How long does isvecbahis it take for you to get here? Because you’re already late.”“I can be there in five minutes,” he said.“Then, why are we still on the phone? I’ll be waiting.”Ezekiel arrived just when he said he would wearing a pair of Levi’s and a sweatshirt, looking a bit more relaxed than he had Friday night.I had just put on a t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts that were only slightly longer and looser than my trunks.He said he’d decided to call me on the spur of the moment and hadn’t taken time to change. He just threw some things into a bag, he said.“Where can I change?” he asked.“After Friday night, anywhere you want. We don’t have to worry about modesty anymore.”He headed to my bedroom. I grabbed a couple towels and went to the “gym” – one of my two extra bedrooms.A minute later he came out wearing much the same outfit as I, shorts and a t-shirt with the mascot of the school where he taught. His shorts were looser than mine, but about the same length.We talked for a minute about how often he worked out, what kind of exercises he usually did, and what he wanted to work on. I thought we might as well start this off like a real workout – even if it doesn’t end like one.Ezekiel admitted he wanted my advice and help if I didn’t mind. So, of course, I spent a full hour showing him some exercises for muscle- and stamina-building. I spotted and motivated him when he needed it. He was very receptive to my help and instruction.As I’d noticed before, his legs were better built than the rest of his body due, I assumed, to his cycling. His arms, shoulders, and chest were fairly thin but showed off a little muscle tone. Those were the areas he wanted to work on.“I’d love to look like you,” he said, running his eyes down my torso.“With your starting point, that won’t take too long,” I replied as my hand instinctively reached out to touch his sweat-shiny arm.As he cooled down, he seemed content watching me run through my normal forty-minute workout.It was fun having someone with whom to share this. Blaise wouldn’t have any part of weightlifting or exercise of any kind. I also enjoyed how he watched me so intently. I often caught glimpses of his eyes on the bulge that was visible in my shorts or even looking up the legs of them when I was laying back on the bench. I have to admit I was paying close attention to his body, as well.“Um – can we go shower together again?” Ezekiel asked as I toweled off after my last exercise.“You don’t have to be shy about it,” I said. “That’s part of the point of getting you over here to workout.”Ezekiel stripped as I turned on the water in the master bathroom. I was out of my clothes in a second.When the water was warm enough, we both stepped in at once. Immediately, we were wrapped around each other. All four hands held an ass cheek. Without thinking, our mouths became one, our tongues slowly caressing and loving each other.After a couple minutes, Ezekiel dropped his face to my chest. I held him close, finally noticing the sensation of his pubic hair and hanging cock against my groin. Then, he began kissing and licking. He just kissed every spot of my white skin he could find. He kissed across my chest, over my collar bones and shoulders, and up my neck.I wasn’t surprised when I felt both our cocks begin to rise and push against each other. My dick never could resist neck kissing. But, I also felt his meat against my own. I reached down and began stroking him, making the undersides of our nearly-perfectly matched cocks caress each other underside to underside, vein to vein, head to head. I kept my hand in place only enough to maintain contact between our cocks as I began a slow thrust of my hips up and down. It wasn’t much. But, it was just enough to make our connected meat slide and glide along each other in hands-free masturbation.Ezekiel pulled back a little and made to imitate my thrusts.“No,” I said hoarsely. “I’ve isveçbahis giriş got this. You just enjoy it.”He lay his forehead on my shoulder with his arms around my waist. I matched his position on his shoulder and we watched our cocks mating between my fingers.“Damn! This is amazing!” He croaked between heavy breaths.“Mmm. Remind me to use olive oil on the kitchen table next time,” I said.“No. I mean, yeah, this feels so good!” he said. “But, I mean it’s so beautiful seeing our bodies against each other. You’re so white and I’m so black. And, together they’re so – amazing!”“I’m glad you think so. I’ve been wanting to talk to you about doing a photoshoot with you,” I said. “But, we can talk about that later.”He shifted his head and began kissing my chest and shoulder again. I moved up to begin sucking on his shoulder just below his neck. I hoped that I was low enough that any mark I left wouldn’t be visible above a shirt collar.While we kissed, I kept our cocks sliding against each other and in about a minute I felt a familiar throb in his cock and his abs tightened. Ezekiel’s breathing intensified and he stopped kissing. He had his head leaning against me again as soft moans began coming with every breath.I kept pumping against him even after I felt his warm cum fill my palm and run over my fingers. Some shot up out of my hand and landed on our stomachs.Feeling his pleasure in my hand was all I needed and I soon mingled my own sperm with his in my hand, on our cocks and stomachs.I pulled back enough to lick his cum from my palm. He joined me and we shared our mixed cum until there was none left and our tongues met.After a few minutes, I dropped to my knees and cleaned off whatever cum was left on his limp black dick. Then, I kissed my way back up his body licking what had landed on his hairless stomach. I felt our cocks go limp together and we kissed until the water began losing its heat.We toweled off and headed to the couch naked and spent. I turned on the TV, but I don’t think we saw anything on it. Other than the TV there was very little light in the living room. It was 2 p.m. and sunny outside. But in February the sun was behind the Lodge and direct sunlight just couldn’t make it into that side of the house. It actually made for a pretty romantic atmosphere.He lay his head on my chest, one hand absently stroking over my stomach. I had a hand doing the same to his back and hip.“I love the color of your skin,” I said, staring at some part of him almost dreamily, “how it’s so – almost milk chocolate all over. But, then, you’re cock and balls are so black like dark chocolate or cacao.“I love how light almost doesn’t reflect off it. And then, I squeeze your head and open up your urethra, and that glowing pink inside shows itself. I’m fascinated by it. Almost hypnotized by it.”“Mmh,” his unintelligible response seemed agreeable.“That’s part of the reason I want to get you in front of my camera,” I said. “Your skin is smooth and dark and the color is so even. I would have to do test shots, though. Black skin can be difficult to photograph really well. But, this body is definitely worth the struggle.”“You said something about that in the shower,” Ezekiel said. “Do you mean like your pictures?”“Of course,” I replied. “I could easily duplicate every photo of myself with you as the model. But, I have other ideas that could only work with your dark skin and some ideas that would include us both.”“Really?” He lifted up and looked me in the eye. “Do you think I would look as good as you?”“Better in some poses,” I said.“What other ideas?” Ezekiel asked, sitting up to drink his beer.“Well, I probably would do a lot of close-ups of your dick,” I said. “I’d like to shoot it outside from below with dark clouds in the sky, erect, limp, from different angles.“I’d like to shoot some close-ups of your head, erect and swollen, with your urethra squeezed open slightly to show the pink inside contrasting isveçbahis yeni giriş with the black skin.”“You said you had ideas about both of us together.”“Those are easy,” I said. “A shot of our black and white fingers interlaced or your hand on my chest and mine on yours. Maybe my white hand holding your hard cock or yours holding mine. My hand on your ass cheek. Your hand on mine.”“Wow! You do have some ideas.”“I’ve been thinking about this since I first saw you in the audience,” I admitted. “And, then seeing you naked, the ideas just exploded.“I could do at least as many books of just you as I’ve done already and still not run out of ideas.”“I have to admit I’m pretty fascinated by your skin, too,” Ezekiel said. “I’ve never been with a white guy before. I mean, I’ve seen pictures of white men. But, I’ve never been able to really see one up close.“God, I just heard that. I hate how that sounded.”“It’s OK,” I said. “I could say exactly the same thing about you.”“I’ve never been with a black guy or had the opportunity or desire to closely inspect one. We’re different. There’s no reason to ignore that. It looks to me like we’re celebrating it.”“Damn. You’re so – wise,” he said. “Are you sure you’re only twenty-five?“But, seriously, I love your skin, too. I look at you the same way you seem to look at me.”“You’re so white,” he continued. “I know, redheads are fair-skinned. But, then, your cock and balls are pinker, almost red.“And, just like you said, I really like how our skin tones contrast against each other.”“Well, I was serious about doing a photoshoot with you by yourself and the two of us together,” I said, “for that very reason.”“You know, with my job, I can’t do anything – .”“I wouldn’t think of doing anything that includes your face,” I stopped him. “You’ll notice none of the photos in my books show my face. I have shot some for Blaise. But, they aren’t for public consumption.”“I’d like to see those,” Ezekiel said. “I’d like to see all your photos. They’re wonderful! Artistic and sexy at the same time. But, they aren’t what some people would call nasty.“And, they aren’t that weird shit Mapplethorpe does.”“I would have to argue that some of my photos are what you might call nasty,” I interjected. “But, I agree. There’s nothing nasty about the human body if it’s presented properly. And, as I said, I have a lot ideas that don’t even include full nudity.”Ezekiel spread his dark hand out on my white abdomen.“You’re right,” he said. “That actually looks pretty cool.“OK. Let’s plan something and see what happens.”“I could do some test shots right now,” I said. “I need to see what kind of latitude I have with your dark skin.”“Right now?”“Why not? You got some place else to be for the next hour or five?”I got up and took his empty bottle.When I returned with two more, he seemed thoughtful.“What’s up?” I asked.“It’s just, it’s so flattering to have someone say such nice things about me,” he said. “I mean, I’ve never had anyone really tell me they like how I look. At least, they weren’t saying it because they meant it, y’know. It was to get me to do something or in the heat of passion.”“Well, technically, I am trying to get you to model for me,” I admitted. “But, it isn’t like I’m trying to get into your pants. I mean, you aren’t wearing any.”“I always thought I was too dark,” he said. “Even some blacks are prejudiced against darker-skinned blacks. I’ve even had some people say things to me when I was younger.”“I’m sorry that people are — people,” I said. “Don’t ever think you’re anything less than beautiful and sexy!”He smiled shyly at that.“Seriously, I mean every word,” I insisted. “And, this literally is the first time I’ve ever found a man physically attractive. And, of course, it isn’t just that. You’re smart and we get along really well. We can sit and talk and we just seem to be on the same wavelength, for lack of a better word.”“I guess, what I’m failing at saying is that I think you’re good-looking and sexy; you have a great personality; I like spending time with you, and I’d like to take you to the prom.”Ezekiel laughed loudly when I caught him by surprise. I hadn’t heard him laugh like that or seen him smile so broadly.
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