Answer to No-one: Story Seven

Simon led me out of the staff area of the ride and we got back into the main throng without any hassles. I could see the girls who had seen us in the Haunted House. They didn't seem to recognize us, and they were chattering like the school-girls they were about it. I wonder if I was ever that much of a nut-job when I was at school.
Simon and I spent the day trying the rides he hadn't been on and when we could, we'd slip in kisses when no-one was watching. Well, I'll rephrase that, when we THOUGHT no-one was watching. On one ride, a camera rocked up to take our picture, so we decided to kiss for the hell of it.
Finally, 7pm rolled around and the sun was slowly setting. The park had to close for a few hours before the re-opening for the evening. The evening round was a lot more entertaining. But I decided that I might pass. I had my own entertainment.
'So where to now?' I asked SImon.
'I don't live to far from here.' he said, pointing to a house that was just up a hill.
'Did you walk?' I asked.
'Yeah. But if you want to get your car, I'll direct you there.' he said. I nodded. I walked him to a distant car park and we got in. I looked in the back seat. Yes, I had packed my sketch stuff, seeing as I was meeting a guy for sex. But since I had Simon now, it seemed I had come out with the better deal. I put the pedal to the floor and we drove off.
Simon's place was beautiful. I don't know how much he paid for it, but it was worth it. The walls and floors were timber, but the outside of the house was brick. All of the wood was polished. The sofa setting was very soft and comfortable. All of it in a nice set of colors to match the timber. Big TV and a lot of books.
'How much do you make at the fair grounds?' I asked him.
'I am not just crowd control, I am also an entertainer there at night. But since today is my day off, I don't need to be there tonight.' he said. I knew entertainers were paid well, but my god.
'So what do you do to entertain?' I asked. Simon beckoned me out into the back yard. He took up some batons, and started juggling. I thought it was okay. But he did turns, kicks and flips without dropping a single one. Then he stopped, reset his position and then started a new routine, but as he did, the batons lit up on fire. I watched as he continued to juggle, jump, turn and do a lot of tricks without dropping a baton or setting himself on fire. he finished by putting one into his mouth and blasting some fire out. I applauded.
'I see you are more than meets the eye.' I said. Simon bowed and put the batons aside.
'Now, let me show you more.' he said, taking my hand and leading me into the house. He showed me everything. I loved it all. The last stop, of course, was the bedroom. He opened the door, gently pushed me in and closed the door behind him.
'And what are you up to now?' I asked him. He smiled as he approached, before wrapping his arms around me and kissing me again. I put my hands on his hips and pulled him close to me. He led me to the bed and laid me down on it, his lips never left mine for a moment. I slowly lifted his shirt, my hands exploring his torso again, this time enjoying every moment of it. He had started to undo my buttons, and he had my shirt open. His lips pulled away from mine as I pulled his shirt off him. He started kissing me again, not letting a moment pass. I could feel the heat from his body against mine. I slowly undid his pants and lowered them. I got them as far as I could reach and he did the rest. I let him stay on me in his underwear. He didn't see that interested in getting into my pants straight away. He simply wanted to be close to me. His mouth was always connected with mine, never parting, never yielding.
After what must have been hours, he pulled away and looked at me. Without a word, he smiled and went to adjust his position so he was more comfortable on the bed. I came around to join him. i noticed he was wearing y-front underwear, which suited me fine. They seemed to go with his physique perfectly. I climbed on top of him, and I began kissing him. This was a game we were going to play for hours. One hand on my back and the other on my neck. Mine supporting his head. He didn't taste bad either. I loved the feeling of his tongue against mine, his lips touching mine.
After another round of kissing, Simon stopped kissing my lips, and started to kiss his way down my body. He didn't do it like a lot of the other guys I had would do it. He took his time, being passionate with every inch of my body that he touched with his lips. the sensation was almost more than I could bare. Finally, he got down to my pants, which were still fully done up. He slowly undid them. His eyes looking over me as he stripped me down. Finally, he had my underwear off, and he started to suck me off, but he did it so slowly and intensely that it was a pleasure. I had a death grip on his ed frame, trying to control myself. He played slowly and carefully as to make sure we lasted forever. He was playing with my nuts while he was sucking me. I couldn't believe how good he was.
He finished and came up to lay on me. My hands caressed his chest. I knew I couldn't be as sensitive as he had been, but I decided I would try. I rolled him over so he was on his back again. My lips started at his neck. I knew a point where all men where sensitive in their neck, and I kissed it and sucked on it lightly. He moaned as I did so. I slowly made my way down his body. I stopped at the few other points I knew were sensitive. The collar-bone, a nerve near the armpit, nipples and just under his navel. I hoped he was being aroused by my efforts. Finally, I got to his cock. His underwear a futile barrier between it and me. I ran a finger lightly over his bulging erection. My touch forced him to buck slightly with his hips. I had done a good job. I slowly removed his underwear, being sure to leave his cock untouched so I could tease it more. I knew if it had more contact, it we become less sensitive. I ran my tongue slowly, barely touching his cock, as I licked the underside. He gasped as I did it again. After a few more teasing licks, I decided I'd spare him a little and started to suck him. I was beginning to think no part of him could taste bad. I sucked at him to get the taste, because I didn't know if I would ever taste him again. Simon was near perfect for me. I kept going. I was disturbed by something hitting me lightly on the head. I looked up to see a condom was there.
'Put it on.' Simon said. I did as I was asked, considering I wanted to do this as well. Simon put his legs up and I slowly lowered myself down onto him. I entered his arse and pushed in slowly. He moaned in absolute pleasure at my entrance. When I was in, I adjusted my body weight so that we were in a position to start kissing again. I started to pump into him slowly. His breath was short and sharp as I started and I could feel it on my skin. His arms held me close to him, like that if he let go I would disappear suddenly. I wanted nothing more than to be close to him, and even closer than what we were at that moment. I continued to screw him slowly, his lips were again stuck on mine, and he breathed more evenly with me. This passion was almost forever. But as I was in as deep as I thought I could get after an age of being close to him, I felt my orgasm coming. I tried to keep as much control as I could. But it became too much. Simon and I broke our lips apart as I orgasmed and we breathed hard. our panting as loud as ever. At that moment, Simon grabbed his own cock and started jacking off. Not a minute later but he ejaculated all over my torso and himself.
'That was so good.' I said. Even I didn't give that compliment out much.
'It was. You are very nice to have in me.' Simon said. He smiled as he leaned up and kissed me. I pulled out of him. Now that my head was coming back to reality. I looked at the clock beside his bed. It read 10pm.
'We have been here for an age.' I said. Simon smiled as he took me to the bathroom. We had a quick shower and then we went back to his bedroom. He opened the curtains to show me the view. His house was built on a hill. The entrance was out the back and his room was out the front, and it had the most beautiful view of the ocean.
'You live a good dream here, don't you?' I asked him.
'I do. But it is nothing if you don't have someone to share it with.' Simon said. I looked at him. He smiled but I looked away.
'Lets see what happens. But there is something you could do for me.' I said. I had brought in my bag with my sketch stuff.
'What's that?' he asked.
'You could pose nude for me.' I said. Simon looked at me in absolute awe.
'Here and now?' he asked.
'Well, let me get my stuff and I'll position you.' I said. I went in and got the book and pencils. When I came out, Simon was standing there, erect and otherwise naked. I had grabbed two of his batons, and I had him standing slightly side-on, and the baton's crossing in front of his torso. You could still see every detail of his chest and cock, and I thought it added a bit of forwardness. I drew the picture and added in the moon that was in sight from where I was sitting. I finished the last details and signed it. I let Simon relax and showed him the work.
'Wow, that is wonderful.' he said.
'I know. But it is nothing compaired to the real thing.' I said. Simon leaned down and kissed me.
'Would you come and move in with me?' he asked.
'I answer to No-one,' I told him, but I promised myself I would consider it.