Opposites Attract
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Opposites Attract - Part 7 free porn video
For the next few weeks, Craig and Joe spent a lot of time in the bedroom with constant sex that was always exciting, as well as enjoying each other’s company in general. However, Joe was getting increasingly concerned about the situation with John but didn't bring it up; he figured Craig would let him know when the relationship status changed. One evening Joe worked late and discovered Craig beat him to his apartment, had the place lit up with candles and the table set with beautiful decorations. He was in the kitchen cooking when he heard Joe come in.
"Hey sexy man," he said, kissing him softly.
"Hi, place looks great."
"Got let off work early today, thought I'd come back here and prepare something special," said Craig as he stirred the pot.
"Well thank you. You're a real gem Craig," Joe said as he customarily began to disrobe. When Craig saw what he was doing he came over to Joe, held him, and looked at him with strong eye contact.
"Stop," said Craig. Joe was not sure what he meant at this time. Craig could tell he was confused.
"No more removing your clothes in my presence. You are much more to me than that," said Craig as he put his shirt back on and buttoned it back up. "Dinner will be ready in a moment." He kissed him again before returning to the kitchen.
Joe wondered if this day was ever going to happen – when he would be viewed as more than a piece of ass. As he changed into more comfortable clothing, he realized that he and Craig were becoming more of an item. In fact, they were becoming a bona fide couple. Before drawing any more conclusions Joe decided it was time to discuss their relationship without John.
The dinner Craig prepared was fantastic. They ate together in a romantic setting and the vibes were good. It also felt natural. It wasn't until they were cleaning up that Joe brought up the relationship issue. He was hoping Craig would but he took the lead.
"Craig, the dinner was great, fantastic. Thank you," said as he eased into the subject.
"Anytime Joe, anytime." He stopped cleaning, took Joe by the hand and led him to the couch. Normally this is where Joe ended up on his knees sucking Craig but this time the tone was different.
"You know, something has happened to me that I never thought could happen," Craig said as he played with Joe’s hair.
"What's that baby?"
Craig looked him directly into Joe’s eyes, reached out and held his hands. "I'm falling in love with you." Joe didn't want to assume anything but figured this was a good time to inquire about John.
"What about John?" asked Joe.
The look on Craig’s face changed, he looked worried and perturbed. "What about John? I'm talking about you and me."
"How are you going to break this to him, Craig? I'm still thinking John loves you and here you are saying you love me."
"What John and I have is not love," said Craig as he squeezed Joe’s hand harder to emphasize what he was about to say. "What we have, or should say I have because I've yet to hear the words from you, is real love. Baby, I think about you all the damn time, and not just that sweet ass. I want to take this to a new level – one of mutual respect, caring and love. You get it baby?"
Joe pondered it for a minute. He did love Craig and he was genuine about his feeling towards him. To Joe, love was a strong word that meant a life time commitment and he had heard Craig previously say he loved John. "Fuck it," Joe thought to himself. He'd deal with that later. It was time let Craig know his feelings for him as well.
"Yes, I get it, and love you, Craig." He hugged and kissed him for awhile before Craig lifted Joe with ease and started carrying him to the bedroom. Throughout Joe’s life, he pictured this happening, except he would be the one carrying someone to the bedroom. But this was better; he was used to the feminine role in the relationship and felt comfortable in Craig’s strong arms.
"Baby, we're going to do something we've not done before," said Craig as they entered the candlelit bedroom.
Joe thought they pretty much had run the gamut of sexual acts, but knew what he meant. Before he could ask he said it. "We're going to make love," said Craig as he lay Joe on the bed. They kissed for a long time before the clothes came off. Joe had forgotten how sex could be different when it was with someone whose emotional ties enhanced every act. Craig sucked Joe’s dick for the first time, looking at him intently while his lips expertly stroked him. His talented tongue covered his entire body. He was definitely more focused on Joe’s body than ever before. His kissing was much more passionate and deliberate. Craig entered Joe from behind in a totally different way. His kisses on his back and neck soothed the pain of his thick penis entering his ass. His strokes were slower and gentler than ever before. Craig’s deep, loud moans as he came made Joe ejaculate with him. Joe felt good about pleasing the man who had just proclaimed a new love for him.
"That was good, baby," Craig whispered into Joe’s ear, still inside of him.
"Sure was. What a long orgasm."
"I noticed," Craig said laughing.
"Thank you," Joe said, wanting to show his appreciation for making him feel so good.
"Thank you," said Craig, kissing the back of Joe’s neck as hugged him tightly and pushed his dick further in. "I could stay inside of you all night." Craig was still hard enough to stay inside of Joe.
"Please do," said Joe, pushing his ass back to accommodate the somewhat soft penis.
"I love you," said Craig whispering into Joe’s ear.
"Love you more," he returned. After playful conversation, they finally fell asleep. Fuck buddies, now lovers.
*
As time went on Craig slowly moved his belongings into Joe’s apartment, clothes, toiletries, food, porn, pretty much everything but the furniture. Since they worked opposite hours, their time spent together was mostly in the bedroom, bit he and Craig strengthened their emotional bonds as well.
Although obviously coupled Craig would frequently be cruised at bars but his interest was solely in Joe. Though much less, Joe was the occasional target a horny man but was uninterested in anyone else. Craig and Joe felt like they were on a honeymoon that was lasting for months.
One night, drinking at a local bar with a few friends, John walked in. Joe had not discussed John since Craig had pretty much moved in; he assumed he was out of his life and on his own. He headed straight to Joe and Craig, obviously happy to see them.
"Hey guys," John said as he stood at the table where they were sitting.
"Hey baby," said Craig to John as leaned over to kiss him. Strange, Joe thought, but was accepting of the relationship they once had.
"Been a while, Joe. How's everything with you?"
"No complaints here. Just enjoying life." Joe unintentionally came off a bit cold. He wasn’t jealous at all at that point.
"Well that's good," said John, squeezing in next to Craig.
"Oh, there was a delivery attempt for you yesterday from Fed Ex. They left this note on the door." John handed Craig a piece of paper and walked away to get a drink. Joe was confused. He and Craig had been living together for several months now and he made no mention of still having his apartment with John. He looked at Craig to try and read his expression, but he just read the note.
"Craig, I did not know you still had your apartment with John."
"I never got rid of it, the lease expires in 3 months."
Joe was suspicious and pressed for more information before drawing conclusions. "I think that's something I should know about Craig. You go there often?" Joe knew he did not sleep there because he was with him every night after he got off work.
"Yeh, check on my mail and to make sure John is keeping the place up. Why would you have to know that?"
Joe felt their first disagreement coming on but had to know more.
"You never really told me that you and John had been completely separated. If you guys are still getting together I should know about it."
"Joe, we can't help but see each other. He still lives there."
Joe was uncomfortable confronting Craig but curiosity was overwhelming. Did he ask him if he's still having sex with John and risk eroding the trust they had for each other, or did he ignore it, assuming if he were still having sex with John that he would have told him by now? His emotions got the better of him.
"Are you still fucking him?" asked Joe.
"Now, THAT, I would have told you." Craig's look said it all, disappointment, hurt, and anger.
"Sorry Craig, I'm being insecure. I just had to ask. Sorry." Joe felt immediate regret. Craig’s reaction was sincere and concerning.
"Look Joe, if I'm going to fuck around I'm going to tell you about it. In fact, I have. There's nothing to tell about John and myself."
"Well, I'm glad you and John are on good terms. You never really told me you had completely cut things off from him. I've been wondering lately."
Craig shook his head. "So you've been thinking about this for awhile. You need to be upfront with me when things are bothering you."
"I didn't want to make you mad Craig."
"Well, now I am mad. You didn't trust me."
"I never said that..." Craig placed his hand over Joe’s mouth before he could finish.
"Best to drop it," said Craig, looking at Joe sternly.
The more Joe thought about it the more he convinced himself that his concerns were legitimate and that Craig was being unfairly harsh. Then, as it had before, anger took over and he acted on it. He swiped Craig's hand off his face. Craig saw, for the first time, Joe’s stubborn streak.
"I don't like to be handled like that," Joe said angrily.
"Since when?" said Craig, reminding him of how their relationship got started. Joe left out of anger and embarrassment. On his way out he heard someone say "Trouble in paradise?" It was John.
Joe stopped and turned around "Fuck you bitch," he directed at John.
"I think your man's doing a good job at that," John said flippantly.
At that point, it took all of Joe’s self-control to not make things worse. He wasn't convinced that Craig was being truthful about him and John but thought it best to leave without any further problems. He felt totally out of control – something he was not accustomed to. He was too upset to go home and wanted to be with someone who would listen.
After walking around he ducked into another gay bar that was known as the "Last Chance Saloon", seedy, dark, and full of desperate men. He sat at the bar and ordered a drink, pondering the events of the last hour. After drinking to excess and no one to talk to, Joe was ready to go when he saw the familiar face of Anthony, a former fuck buddy. He always liked Anthony's friendliness and besides, he was sexy as hell.
Joe placed his hand on his shoulder. "Hey buddy – long time no see."
Anthony turned around but at first didn't recognize him. Then it hit him.
"Oh, yes, Joe, how you doing man?” He got up and hugged him, giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Doing okay, could be better." Joe was drunk and pitiful, bad combination.
"Uh-oh. Well, what can I do to help? Let's go to a quieter place and talk."
Anthony led Joe to a table for two and they sat and talked small talk for a few before the waiter brought them more drinks. "Great," Joe thought, "Just what I need."
"This is from the gorgeous man at standing at the end of the bar," said the waiter. Joe looked and saw a middle aged very dark skinned Black man, neatly dressed. He tipped his glass in their direction.
"Who is this for?" Joe asked Anthony.
"That's yours, baby. That is a fine man who likes his white meat – and you're vulnerable so double the pleasure for him. I tried getting that bitch home with me a couple times but just gave up." Anthony shouted out to him to come join them. "Lawrence, come over her baby, got someone I want you to meet." Joe tried to stop him but Lawrence was already on his way.
Lawrence came over and was introduced to Joe. They shook hands before he sat and asked why he had not seen him in there before. He had a strong accent of African descent.
"Never had the occasion," Joe responded, wanting to sound friendly but unavailable.
"And what is the occasion this time?"
"Fight with my boyfriend."
"Does he know you're in here?" Anthony quickly interjected.
"No he does not," said Joe, downing the last of another beer.
"Is this a bad time?" asked Lawrence. "It appears as if I may have walked in on an unfortunate situation," Anthony whispered something to him. "I can leave if you wish me to," said Lawrence with his distinct use of the English language.
"No, please stay. The least I can do is enjoy the drink that you got me. I appreciate it," said Joe. At this point, Lawrence was definitely eye candy. He stood slightly over 6 feet and had a stocky but solid frame. His smile was beautiful with perfectly straight white teeth.
"It would be my pleasure, Joe. But please excuse me while I use the men's room.
"So what's up with you and your man?" asked Anthony.
Joe told him the whole scene in the few minutes he had before Lawrence returned, hoping he would get some judgment from Anthony. He assured him that it was just a lover's spat. Joe did ask him if he heard or saw anything about Craig’s situation with John just as Lawrence returned, but nothing.
"I don't know baby and that's not my business. I'm just here as a friend," said Anthony as his friend returned and sat down.
"How long are you staying Anthony?" asked Joe.
"Going in a few man, been a long day, but not so sure I want to leave my buddy with a whore like you," said Anthony jokingly.
"Oh really, a whore? Hmmmmmm, I'm sure Joe is a grown man capable of making the right decision," said Lawrence.
"Don't even go there. You leave this man alone," said Anthony as he put his jacket on.
"That will be very difficult," said Lawrence, looking at Joe with his beautiful almond shaped eyes.
"You're a mess Lawrence," said Anthony as he hugged Joe before he left.
"So you being a bad boy?" asked Lawrence as he completely turned towards Joe after Anthony exited the bar.
"Just needed to talk. Been a bad night."
"Is that so? So sorry to hear that."
"I probably should be going."
"Hmm... `Probably' and `should' all in one sentence. Two words in the English language that create uncertainty," said Lawrence as he continued his intense eye contact.
He was right. Joe really like this man and wanted to stay and get to know him better. "So where are you from Lawrence?"
"A place called Abuja, Nigeria." He went on to explain, in detail, the history of the city and how it had become the new capital. Joe loved hearing this man's deep voice and enthusiasm about life in general.
The lights for closing began to flash. It was two am.
"Damn that time went by fast," Joe said.
"It most certainly did. Too fast, I would have liked to get to know you better but I realize you have a man to go home to."
Joe really did not want to leave this man. He was making him feel much better but he knew the situation demanded moself-controlrol, which he questionable after boozing it up.
"You're right, I need to go," said Joe as he stood up and stumbled. The double bourbon and a beer he had while talking to Lawrence crept up on him.
"Not in that condition," said Lawrence as he helped him stand.
"Wow, I am drunk," said Joe, barely managing to get out the words.
"I will call you a cab. Where do you live?"
Joe told him address and remembered him saying that it was on his way home so they would catch a cab together. When they got to Joe’s apartment the cab stopped. Lawrence paid the driver and as Joe started to get out Lawrence reached over and stopped him.
"Are you going to be okay?" he asked.
"I think so."
"There you Americans go again with your uncertain language. Come back to my place. I will make you feel much better."
"You already have. Thank you."
"No, not the way I have in mind. But the offer is there, I will let you make that decision."
Joe got back in and closed the cab door. He would later regret that moment.
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