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Ron's Mutual Obsession
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Ron's Mutual Obsession After watching Ron with my parents the other night, I think I may have developed another obsession. One of the first things I noticed on Ron in spite of his huge bodybuilder's muscular body and his monster cock was his nipples. They were black in color and stood out on his huge rock hard chest like bullets. They had to be at least 3/4 on an inch long and really stiff. When he left the other night, he had stopped by my room and saw me laying naked on my bed. My cock was stiff and drooling and my nipples were as stiff and long as they have ever been from what I just watched and stroked to. He hadn't put his shirt on yet and we both looked at each other's nipples as we had our brief encounter on his way out. I had been wondering ever since then whether Ron might be into nipples like me. It was now Monday afternoon and I had just gotten home from school. I ran into Rick on my way home. He was on his way to work at the gas station and stopped to hand me a note that his father asked him to give me. I tucked the note in my pocket and spent a couple minutes catching up on things with Rick before he had to get going. When I got home, the house was empty. I knew my Dad was still at work. My mother must be out running errands or something. I headed to my room, put my books on the desk, pulled off my shirt and flopped on the bed. I then remembered the note and fished it out of my pocket, wondering what Al had to say. I opened it up and it wasn't from Al at all. It was from Ron, telling me he would like to talk about something of mutual interest and gave me a phone number. Since I was home alone and the note caused a nervous excitement in me, I decided to call the number and see what it was about. I went to the kitchen and called the number, expecting to get an answering machine since it was still the normal work day. After 2 rings, I heard a deep voice answer with a "Hello, this is Ron." I told Ron who it was and that I got his note. He told me thanks for calling him. He wasn't sure I would. I told him I thought he was a handsome and hot looking man. I asked him why he had Al get the note to me. He said he didn't feel right contacting me directly and knew that Al was the father of my best friend. I asked him how he knew Al and he said they met through Al's trucking business. Ron said he is a manager at a warehouse that Al makes deliveries to and they noticed each other because of the way we look. They found out that they were both into bodybuilding and both had competed in competitions, Al as an amateur, and Ron as a professional. They started working out together and everything else developed out of their love for bodybuilding. I asked him in the most diplomatic way I could if he had the same other interests as Al. He laughed and said Al had gotten him involved in several things since they have been friends. He told me about the special "parties" he had attended because of Al wanting him to, saying that's how he met my parent's. I didn't tell him I knew about the restroom encounter between him, Al, and my father where he fucked my father. I just let him tell me a little about himself and his life, finally asking him what he meant by saying he wanted to talk about something of mutual interest. He told me he would rather talk face to face and asked if we could meet somewhere to talk. I told him about a park fairly close to my house and that I could meet him there in an hour. He agreed and we hung up. I headed out on my bike to the park. It was only about 10 minutes from my house and of course was on my restroom check route. I arrived to see the same car that was at my house on Friday night, so I knew Ron was there. He was sitting on a picnic table by the restroom waiting. I rode my bike up to the table, got off, leaned the bike against the table, and said Hello. Ron gave me that same broad smile I got the other night and reached out his hand to shake. I took his hand and felt his strong handshake. As we shook hands we looked at each other. I was wearing blue jeans and a blue zip up hoodie. Ron was wearing black sweat pants and a black zip up hoodie. both of us had our hoodies zipped up half way, mine showing a glimpse of my muscular young man's chest, his showing part of the huge hard black rocks that were his chest. Ron used his other hand to pat the picnic table next to him and I took a seat next to him. I looked at his face and he was looking at me with a curious look. I decided to go first and asked him what was on his mind. He said I was on his mind. Now I had the curious look. He saw my look and started to explain. He said he saw how I looked at him the other night, and was pretty sure I was looking at him the same way. Like minded people tend to have a<b> vibe </font></b>and he felt we had that<b> vibe. </font></b>I admitted to him that I had been thinking about him a lot since that night. He grinned widely and asked what I had been thinking about. I decided to tease a bit and said, "YOU". In an answer to my tease he reached over and unzipped my hoodie and pushed it open. He looked at my suddenly tingling and hard nipples and said, "I've been thinking of those." My heart pounded but I thought quick and reached over and unzipped his hoodie and pushed it open and said, "I've been thinking of those too." His big, muscular chest with those long, stiff, bullet nipples sticking out, made my cock twitch in my jeans. As I looked at his sweat pants, I could see movement down there and knew the monster cock was coming alive. Was it all because of nipples? Ron looked from my aching nipples to my face and said, "I'm really into nipples, and I think you are too." I looked back at him and said, "You are right......I love nipples and nipple play." "It's my favorite thing to do." He just looked at me and smiled. Ron grabbed my hand and pulled me off the table and we headed for the restroom. Once inside, he stripped off his hoodie and threw it on the counter and then turned and pushed my hoodie of my shoulders, down my arms and off. He threw it next to his and turned back towards me. Standing facing each other, both of our hands went out and started lightly flicking each other's nipples. We both shivered and moaned. Flicking changed to pinching, then pulling, then rolling them between fingers and thumb, all the time our nipples getting harder and longer. By this time, my cock was so hard that it hurt in my jeans and I took one hand and unbuttoned my jeans for some relief. While doing that, I looked at the front of Ron's sweat pants and there was a wet patch that was twitching and throbbing to our nipple play. I reached over and pushed his sweat pants down and they fell around his feet. Ron stood naked in front of me with his big, black, ripped body, huge bullet nipples, and monster cock sticking straight out, foreskin partly pulled back, and a stream of cock juice drooling out of the slit. I took my fingers and scooped up that cock juice and licked it off my fingers, causing Ron to moan as I was still pinching and pulling on one of his black bullet nipples. His cock had to at least be the same size as Al's if not bigger. Ron took his hands off my nipples long enough to push my jeans down around my feet. Now both our cocks were sticking straight out and drooling. He was the first one to make a move and leaned forward and took one of my stiff nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. I grabbed his head and held it to my nipple and just enjoyed the feeling of a hot, naked man, sucking my big nipple. I just let him suck first one then the other for a bit. It was then my turn, and I pulled his mouth off my nipple and said to give me a turn. I leaned forward and took one of his big black nipples in my mouth. It was the biggest nipple I had ever sucked on. It was bigger than my mother's nipples. I sucked on it and licked it like it was a cock. I worked at giving him a nipple blow job. While I was sucking at his big nipples, I felt his monster cock twitching and banging against my cock in a drooling cock fight. Both of our cocks were covered in each other's cock juice. We didn't care. We were lost in mutual nipple worship and that was what was important. We must have traded nipple attention on each other for a good fifteen minutes and could have gone on for hours, but both decided we needed to slow down a bit and decide what we wanted to do next. We both pulled up our pants, leaned against the counter and looked at each other. We had a solid nipple connection and both wanted a lot more. Ron asked me how far I wanted to take it. I told him as far as it can go. He smiled and said, "Let's do it, then." We made plans to meet at his place in the next couple days to let it happen. We both leaned in at the same time and kissed. We grabbed our hoodies and headed out, knowing we had a nipple connection and were going to explore the possibilities further. I could hardly wait.......... |
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