Breathless Voyeur

He turned and met me in the doorway. If anyone had been in the upper hallway, they would have seen us. As we hugged and kissed, he pushed my shorts down until they dropped. I stepped out of them, kicking them to the side of his room. Wearing only a T-shirt seemed a little weird, so we both pulled those off, too.

After our cocks nuzzled while we kissed, Tanner took my hand and led me along the upstairs hallway to the grand curved front stairs. We walked down, side by side, au naturel, then on to the other side of the great room to an open staircase leading to the basement.

After showing me to the other end of the basement, he turned on the light over the billiards table and racked the balls. The light right over the pool table was the only one on in the room, so it had a tendency to cast very long shadows on the wall, especially of aroused cocks. It was kinda cool though, since the farther away the wall was, the more magnified the shadow. Nothing like watching monster cock silhouettes dancing along the wall.

“Are we going to play?”

“Yeah, I thought I would show you the magic in my stick,” Tanner joked.

I leaned in and sensually kissed his gorgeous lips. “Well, I do love a man with a magic stick. What’s the game?” I asked.

“I just figured we would play Eight Ball. Why? What do you usually play?”

“In this situation, I would think Distraction Pool would be the most fitting game.”

“What’s that?”

“Well, the game usually starts out with everyone wearing clothes, so I’m not sure how it would work out considering how we are starting out.”

“So how do you play it?”

“Um, it is just like strip pool, except your opponent may distract you during your shots. Blocking your eyesight, interfering with the path of the pool cue, and influencing the movement of the balls are against the rules. The billiard balls, I mean. Everything else is fair game.”

Tanner chuckled and asked, “So what does the winner get?”

“The loser has to pleasure his opponent in any way the winner so desires.”

“Ooh! Should be fun!”

“Ok, so I guess we can go put clothes on, or we can play as if we have been playing for a while and we have a tied game, naked to naked,” I said.

“Ok, how about best two out of three distraction games, wins?”

“Cool, go for it, break,” I said as I moved to his end of the table. When he leaned down to line up the first shot of the game, I stepped close and massaged the back of his neck with one hand while gently teasing his left nipple with the middle finger of my other hand.

“Just relax and focus. Don’t let the hardening of your dick distract you,” I whispered.

Predictably, his stick glanced off the side of the cue ball, which barely contacted the rack and left it mostly intact.

“What a dick!”

“Absolutely! I should point out how impressed I am by the magic in that stick of yours. Not necessarily a positive impression, but an impression nonetheless. Do you have to warm it up first or anything? Maybe you could rub it a bit like this,” I said as I mimed stroking the fat end of my pool cue.

“Why don’t you just suck on it for me?” Tanner said, feigning irritation.

I smiled, “Well, maybe.”

As Tanner pondered the possibilities, I took my shot before he realized he should distract me. I got lucky as two of my balls went into the pocket. Lining up my next shot, I felt Tanner lick the rim of my ear. Since I made my shot even with his distraction, he became more aggressive. He kissed me on the lips as I took my next shot, blocking my view. I missed.

“I’ll let it slide this time, but you’re breaking the rules if you block my view,” I said, and kissed him back.

As he lined up his next shot, I used my middle finger to tease…

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