Alex, Eric, and the Pool Table

It was just a few weeks after my 35th birthday when I experienced two life changing events. First, my wife and I hit the lottery, winning enough for an after-tax lump sum payment of over 6 million dollars. The second came shortly after we cashed the lottery check. Jenny, my wife of 10 years, told me she wanted a divorce. She didn't love me romantically any more, and our new financial freedom gave her the opportunity to leave. So, we went our separate ways, me staying in the house and she leaving to travel the world.

I paid off the mortgage and invested most of my lottery winnings. The annual interest payments from my investments allowed me to retire and live more than comfortably. I did a lot of work on the house, and since I was single and intending to stay that way, turned my living room into a billiards room. I played pool a lot in college and had always wanted my own table. I bought a really nice pool table, several tall chairs, and a sweet sound system. I decided to pursue my interest in photography, and when I wasn't working on photos, I was likely playing pool. I also devoted a fair amount of time getting myself back in shape.

A few months after my wife left my elderly neighbors sold their house. The new owner was a guy about age named Eric. He was also recently divorced and starting over. We turned out to have a lot of interests in common and soon became close friends. Eric was working out of his house as a personal trainer and offered to take me on as a client for free. Since I was having a hard time hitting my exercise goals, I accepted. Eric spent the next six months wearing me out, but in the end, I was in the best shape of my life. As repayment, I taught Eric how to shoot pool. He was actually pretty good, and by the end of the six months he could really give me a run for my money.

One day in late September, we had a workout session at Eric's. Afterwards, I went home to shower, and then Eric came over to shoot some pool and have a few beers. We played for about an hour, basically trading win for win. I went to the kitchen for two fresh beers, and when I came back Eric had finished racking the balls for our next game. After taking a deep drink from his beer, Eric dropped a bombshell on me.

"How about we liven things up a bit and play some strip pool," Eric said, a note of nervousness in his voice, his cheeks pink.

"Strip pool?" I was surprised, to say the least. "What's the point of that, there's no girls here."

Eric just looked at me, and suddenly I got it. Eric was making a pass at me.

"Oh," I said. Eric just watched me as my mind spun. This was something new to me, I had never even thought about sex with another man. Now, as I looked at my friend standing there, I thought about it. Strangely enough, the thought of getting physical with Eric didn't turn me off. Why not? I might actually enjoy it, and if I didn't, no harm, no foul.

"I guess I'm down with that," I said in a shaky voice.

Eric took a coin from his pocket and looked at me. I called "heads" and Eric flipped the coin. It came up heads, so I took the first break. I was clearly still rattled as Eric easily won the first game, costing me my shoes. We racked the balls and began the next game. Again, I wasn't playing up to snuff and lost, so off came my socks. On the third game, I carelessly sunk the eight ball, and now it was time for my shirt to come off. I had been shirtless around Eric uncounted times over the last few months, but this time it felt completely different. I felt much more exposed this time as I slipped off my shirt. The hungry look Eric gave me didn't help either, sending a simultaneous chill of nervousness up my spine and a hot rush of blood into my crotch.

I managed to get a grip on myself and win the next game, taking Eric's shoes. Next game, however, Eric was on fire and ran the table, never giving me a chance to take a shot. Now it was off with my pants. As I pulled off my pants, I was embarrassed to notice that there was a large wet spot on my underwear. My hands shook as I broke the next rack, but I managed to pull myself together and win the game, and Eric lost his socks. On the next game, Eric sunk the eight ball and then it was his turn to remove his shirt, finally exposing some skin. I slowly ran my eyes down Eric's body, taking in his toned torso and abs. Eric's pants were riding low, and just a hint of pubic hair was showing above his waistband. Wow, checking out another guy sexually was making me hot.

I was feeling more confident now that I was making some headway. That feeling of confidence vanished as I sunk the eight ball on my next break.

"Yes!" Eric yelled as I stupidly stared at the pocket that had swallowed the offending ball.

I took a deep breath, a deeper gulp of liquid courage, and slid off my damp underwear, freeing my partially erect cock to point straight away from my body. Eric raised his hands in the air to celebrate but I held up my hand to stop him. Eric stood and looked at me with raised eyebrows as I licked my lips and spoke.

"Game's not over yet," I said.

"Yeah, it is. Your naked, so I win."

"Yes, I'm naked, but I still have something to wager with."

"And just what is that?" asked Eric in a suggestive voice.

"This," I said, as I rubbed my hands slowly down my body to finally cup my balls as Eric goggled at me. "If you win, I'll suck your nipples for 30 seconds for each ball I still have on the table."

"You're on," Eric said excitedly as he quickly racked the balls.

Eric was strongly motivated and won the next game. My heart pounded as he walked towards me to collect his payment. I had three balls left on the table, so I spent the next 90 seconds sucking, licking, rubbing and pinching Eric's nipples. We were both breathing hard when the timer went off, and I was fully erect at this point, the head glistening with my fluids. Eric was hard too as he had to adjust himself inside his pants. I played well the next game, and it was Eric's turn to stand in damp underwear. The bulge in his underwear made my balls tighten. At this point, there was no question where this was going, and I was definitely anticipating what was coming.

"If I win next game, you'll lick my balls 30 seconds for each ball on the table?" I nodded, and Eric broke. It was a close game, but in the end, Eric made fewer mistakes than me, and won the game. I knelt before Eric as he pulled down his underwear, freeing his erection and balls. I took a deep breath, leaned forward, and licked and sucked on Eric's balls for the next 30 seconds. Eric groaned in frustration as the timer went off, and I stood up with a smile.

"Shall we continue?" I asked, and Eric nodded.

I won the next game and then we were both naked. Both with raging erections also. The sight of Eric's erection gave me an unexpected feeling of excitement of touching him. My cock was almost painfully hard, and my balls ached for release. Play continued, and I won the next game. Eric spent two minutes on my nipples with mouth and fingers, and by the time he was finished I was aroused even more. After the time went off and before Eric could step away, I grabbed him and we kissed, a long, deep, powerfully erotic kiss. It was one of the hottest kisses of my life, and to this day thinking about can still make my cock twitch.

Eric was clearly distracted because I quickly beat him in the next game. Eric knelt between my legs and plied his tongue and lips on my balls for the next three minutes. I was getting close to orgasm when the timer went off, and cursed in frustration as Eric's warm lips left my balls. Eric smiled wickedly as he racked the balls.

"I guess we're done now" I said with a smirk.

"Maybe not." Eric said as he finished racking the balls. He walked over and pressed his body against mine. Eric reached back, grabbed my ass, and spread my cheeks wide.

"First player who cums in the other's mouth takes it up the ass."

A shiver went down my spine and my balls tightened up as I lost that smirk. Heart pounding, I actually managed to speak, not believing what I was going to say. "Deal." I said, and I pulled Eric's mouth to mine. We kissed long and deep, both panting when we finally broke apart.

"One problem, I don't think I have any condoms."

Eric had the grace to look embarrassed as he took a bunch of condoms and a bottle of lube from the fanny pack he had worn over. I smiled and shook my head, slapping Eric on the ass as I walked around the table to break. My break scattered the balls all around the table, and I sunk one. I missed my next shot, leaving Eric in a tricky position. Eric tried a complicated bank shot, and I watched my heart pounding as the cue ball just kissed the 8 ball in passing, dropping it into the side pocket. As the 8-ball dropped out of sight, I realized I was in trouble. I still had 6 balls on the table, and I was so turned on that I didn't think I could last three minutes of Eric's mouth on my cock.

Eric smiled up at me as he knelt between my legs, taking my cock into his mouth and sucking me with a vengeance. Eric was sucking, licking the head of my cock, squeezing my balls, and pinching my nipples at the same time. I tried to hold back, but the variety and intensity of the stimulation I was getting from Eric was too much to resist. I felt my orgasm building deep in my balls and was completely unable to resist climax. I heard myself cry out loud as my body tensed and I shot a strong jet of cum into Eric's mouth.

I came longer, harder, and more intensely than ever before in my life. I thought sure Eric would choke on all of the cum I had spurted in his mouth, but he had let some run out the sides. Eric looked up at me with a satisfied smile, a large rope of come dripping slowly from his chin. My inner thighs were trembling as Eric stood up, pulled me close, and kissed me deeply. My cum was all over both our faces when we broke the damp and sticky kiss. Eric held me close as I came down and finally caught my breath.

We kissed again, Eric playing with my ass, his rigid erection pressed between us. Eric fetched a condom and the lube from his bag as I watched. I licked my lips nervously as he walked back over to me, his rigid erection pointing straight up, bobbing slightly as he moved.

"Um, is this going to hurt? I've never had anal sex before." My voice cracked slightly on the word anal. Eric looked surprised.

"Really? But... you're not gay?"

"Nope, I've never been with another guy before. You're the first. Tonight is a bit of a surprise for me."

"Holy shit, I had no idea. If you want, we can stop. You don't have to do anything you don't want to."

"No, I'm a little scared, but kinda of not. I want to feel you inside me."

"Turn around, and I'll we'll take it slow."

Heart pounding, I turned around, spreading my legs apart and bending slightly at the waist, my hands on the side of the pool table. I looked around and watched as Eric lubed up one of his fingers. Eric then spread my cheeks with one hand and slowly pushed his finger into my ass. The sensation was strange and powerfully arousing at the same time, and I was surprised to feel my cock harden slightly. Eric slowly slid his finger in and out of my ass for a while, as I stood with my eyes closed, getting hotter all of the time.

I moaned slightly as Eric slipped a second finger into my ass. It was a big uncomfortable at first, but after a few minutes of being fucked by Eric's fingers, the discomfort had turned into pleasure. As Eric slowly fucked my ass with his fingers, I noticed I was starting to get hard again. Despite the fact that I had just had a huge orgasm not long ago, the rhythmic push-tug in my ass was sending jolts straight to my cock. I was actually a bit annoyed when Eric slid his fingers from my ass.

My annoyance turned to a moan as Eric slowly pushed three lubed fingers deep into my ass. I arched my back and groaned, intense pleasure mixed with a little pain, as Eric buried his fingers in my ass up to the third knuckle. He was stretching me wide, and a moaning gasp slipped from my mouth as Eric began to slide his fingers in and out of my ass. By the time Eric slipped his fingers from my body a few minutes later, I was fully erect and trembling with desire and anticipation.

I watched as Eric slipped on a condom and lubed it generously. Eric was fully erect, his cock pointing straight up and pulsing in time to his heartbeat. Eric stood behind me and placed the head of his cock against my ass, pressing slightly. The pressure made me tense up, I took a deep breath and relaxed, both scared and excited for what was to come.

"Are you ready?" Eric asked, leaning his chest against my back.

In reply, I pressed my hips back, causing the tip of his cock to push slightly into me. Eric took the hint, grabbed my hips, and slowly pushed himself into my ass. I moaned loudly as the big head stretched me open, then hissed with relief and pure arousal as his shaft slid slowly inside me. Eric didn't stop until he fully penetrated me, his hips pressed against my trembling butt cheeks. Eric kissed my neck and rubbed my erection for a minute, then slowly slid his cock almost all of the way out of my ass, stopping when just the tip remained inside.

Eric made me moan again as he slid his cock back into me, again not stopping until our bodies were pressed together, penetrating me with his full length. Eric proceeded to slowly repeat the process, again and again almost pulling out of my ass before fully filling me again. After a couple of minutes, Eric began to pick up the pace, and as Eric fucked me my whole being was concentrated on his rigid flesh thrusting in and out of my body.

Eric suddenly gasped, pulled his cock out of my ass, and quickly stripped off the condom. Eric turned me around, pushed me down to kneel on the floor, and impatiently pressed his cock against my lips. I took the hint and opened up, taking his erection into my mouth and sucking while squeezing his balls. Eric groaned loudly and blasted a huge spurt of cum into my mouth. That first jet was followed by several others, and I continued sucking him as Eric's orgasm faded. Eric slumped against the table as I looked up at him with a smile, his orgasm dripping from my face. I stood up and we kissed, both of us damp and sticky with cum when we finally separated.

I rocked my hips, my erection trapped between our bodies. I grabbed Eric's ass and squeezed.

"I want your ass." I growled.

With a smile, Eric grabbed a condom and rolled it onto my straining erection. Eric then rubbed a lot of lube onto me while we kissed deeply.

"I want you inside me," said Eric, "I need your cock now." I complied, pushing into Eric's ass with a slow but steady thrust, making Eric arch his back and moan loudly. I moaned along with Eric, stunned at how tight his ass was.

"OK?" I asked.

"Yes," Eric gasped. "Fuck me, please."

I began to slowly fuck Eric's ass, not wanting to hurt him. I guess that wasn't what he needed. After a minute, Eric pushed his hips back roughly to meet my thrust, burying my cock inside him as our bodies came together with a damp slap.

'Ahhhhh... fuck yes. Like that! Fuck me harder Alex, hard..."

So, I fucked Eric's ass hard, the sounds of our bodies slapping together accompanied by loud moans each time we came together, my cock thrusting deep into Eric's body. I was only able to take about a minute of this before I ground my cock into Eric's ass and another powerful orgasm burst from my body. I slumped against Eric's back as we caught out breath. I reluctantly slipped my cock out of Eric's body, making him shudder a little as it came out. Eric turned and we kissed for a long time, both damp, sticky, and tired.

We showered together, fell into bed and were asleep almost immediately. We awoke the next morning to a slow, sexy 69, finally filling each other's mouth after a long gentle session of oral sex. We spent the day hanging out and talking, with frequent bouts of kissing and playing with each other's bodies. We held out on orgasm until later that night, when we again fucked each other in the ass, this time taking it slowly. We have been lovers for six months now, and sometimes I still can't believe how much I enjoy sex with Eric.