The sex wasincredible, and I realized I was falling in love.Even though I tried to mentally prepare myself for the trip home, I stillalmost fainted wh...n "Trisha" answered the door. It was as though he squeezedyears of blossoming into six months. His hair was longer and completely blondenow, and fell in soft waves and layers around his face, shoulders and down tothe middle of his back. He must have had extensions, but they were done sowell, it looked perfectly natural. He was wearing a red knit. Finally we just agreed that if we were ever able to fulfill these wild fantasies it would have to be with someone we knew. We both had black friends, but none of them fit what we were looking for. So, we just put our search on the back burner, and continued on with our fantasy life. After about a year of being in our new location we were sitting on the front porch one morning enjoying some coffee, and summer weather when we noticed a silver BMW pull up to the vacant house next door. A tall,. He would feel my nipples and nibble on my ear. Whisper moans to me as he told me how hard my cock felt.I wanted to feel more. I pushed my boxers down and he looked with excitement. I think he was gay because the lust in his eyes was noticeable. His hand touched my cock full on for the first time and I loved it. He got down on his knees in front of me and looked at it at eye level as he watched my eyes watching him. He kissed the head while staring at me. He wanted to watch my body react to my. Again, I let go and admired him. His flat stomach, light trail of hair disappearing into the elastic. Broad chest, muscular arms. His legs were flexed, hips thrust out, hoping for some more action. I was content to take my time.“Good morning.”He yawned, “Mmmm, it appears that way.”My hand went back to work on his belly, fingertips lightly tugging at that trail of hair, going lower then just dancing across the tip of his cock. Flattening my hand and sliding it alongside him, cupping his balls. I.