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AWAKENING movie and wasnt watching His (18 March 2007)

ONE

My mind was in turmoil as I lay in the relative silence of the night.
Next to me, Karen snored softly and I could hear the cats romping in the
other room. The creak of a bedspring reached my ears - one of the children
turning over in their sleep, no doubt.

I can feel a wry grin creasing my face; here it is, two o'clock in the
morning and I can hear every little sound in the house. My half-smile
changes into a frown as I realize there's one certain set of sounds I can
hear, coming from the room next to mine.

Mixed feelings of elation - and guilt - flow through me. Not really a
bad feeling, as one might expect under the circumstances, but one which
leaves me wondering about my own sanity. Beside me, Karen turns over and
her hand brushes against my cock, giving it a squeeze. Normally, I'd be
rock hard in seconds; but tonight is so different!

Without a single command from my troubled mind, I begin to relive events
which had taken place only a few hours ago...

TWO

Strong yet soft hands knead the flesh of my ass. I can hear the labored
breathing of the other person with me, brought on by a combination of
exertion and excitement. Multiple sensations play against my senses: The
hands moving randomly over my body, touching and feeling every exposed inch
of skin. The ticklish feeling as strands of loose hair brush across my
stomach, sending my taut muscles into delightful spasms. The nearly
indescribable combined feelings of wetness, tightness, motion and friction
as lips, tongue, and mouth weave a pattern of pleasure along my rigid cock.

A sharp intake of breath from me as the tongue slides wetly across the
sensitive head of my cock and a low moan from the throat of the person who
sparked the feeling. My cock, having been under this delicious assault for
ten minutes or so, begins to grow longer and thicker, bringing a whimper of
anticipation from the one bringing me this somewhat obscene pleasure.

I can feel the passion building as my hips begin to thrust on their own.
I'm so close to losing it and I don't want this to end. At the same time,
something inside me is saying I shouldn't be doing this in the first place.
The emotional war rages on for a few more seconds until a more important
action demands all of my attention. My thrusts become more erratic,
creating a crazy rhythm which the luscious mouth surrounding me tries to
keep up with. Those strong, soft hands grip my ass tighter, attempting to
hold me in place, the fingers now kneading my flesh with greater urgency. A
single word escapes my lips: No. But, it's too late...

The first spasm rocks me and I can actually feel the first jet of sperm
fly from the tortured head of my cock. The second spasm is microseconds
behind the first and the mouth tightens its grip on me, sucking hard as my
seed slows from me. I can feel throat muscles at work as the one with me
swallows my copious load - and that simple action triggers one final,
mind-numbing spurt.

A grunt explodes from me and I shake uncontrollably. Tiny jerks are all
which remain as the mouth literally vacuums the last of my seed from me.
At last, the mouth is removed and I look into the face of the one who
delivered my pleasure. Dark, red-gold hair framing a face flushed equally
red with excitement. Blue eyes, pupils wide, stare into my brown ones and
that mouth, oh, that wonderful mouth, stretches into the most beautiful
smile I've ever seen. A long, pink tongue flicks from that smile to steal
away a gobbet of come which somehow managed to escape the mouth.

I feel... so good and so bad. I could have stopped this before it even
happened, all the while knowing I wouldn't. As I collect my thoughts, a
single tear flows from one corner of those electric blue eyes, bringing me
instantly into focus.

"What's wrong?" I ask, feeling a little fear building inside of me.

"Nothing, nothing at all. I've waited so long for this and, shit, I'm
just happy, that's all."

Even though I can easily see the truth of those words, I asked, "Are you
sure?"

"Never felt better. You were really something."

We untangle ourselves allowing me to move from my leaning-back position.
My elbows are a little sore - how long had I been leaning on them like
this? Doesn't matter because the guilt I knew was coming has, indeed,
arrived and it's really doing a number on me.

"Are you okay?" I force a smile before answering.

"Just fine. How long have you been doing this?"

Rob looks back at me, his face turning an interesting shade of red.
"This is my first time, actually."

I blink with surprise at the announcement. I had just been sucked off
expertly - by someone who hadn't done it before tonight.

"Really? I'm impressed."

"Thanks. Man, you sure bring a load when you come, don't you?"

I can feel my own face flush with heat. "Well..."

Rob's smile widens. "Hey, don't get me wrong! It was everything I had
hoped for and then some."

Any response I might have made is cut off at hearing the distinctive
sound of a key being pushed into a lock - Karen was home. Suddenly, Rob
and I rush to put ourselves into some semblance of normalcy; it wouldn't do
to have Karen walk into the room and find her husband and their friend
lying together naked.

We managed to get dressed and into a "respectable" setting just scant
seconds before Karen sticks her head in the door. "Hi, guys. I'm back -
what's going on?"

Rob and I both answer together. "Nothing. We were just sitting and
talking. You know - guy stuff."

"Well, okay. I'm going to put the kids to bed. Kenny?"

I looked toward my wife, hoping she can't read the look on my face.
"Yeah, babe?"

"See you when you come to bed. Don't keep Rob up all night running your
mouth, okay?"

"Sure, Karen. See you in a few minutes." My wife steps out of the room,
closing the door behind her. Rob looks at me, alarmed.

"Do you think she suspects anything?"

"Not at all. But..." I say standing and stretching, "I'd better get in
there before she does. We'll talk about this tomorrow, okay?"

"Whatever you say. Ken?"

"Hmm?"

"I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but I do love you."

Shit. Now, how did I know he was going to say that? Because as I
turned off the light on my way out, I knew he loved me just as much as I
love him. It was going to be a long night...

THREE

Karen snores loudly, breaking my reverie. I realize my breathing has
increased and, looky-looky! My cock is hard and throbbing with each beat
of my racing pulse. In the darkness, I throw a sour look at my cock. He
can lay like a dummy when Karen touches him but I'm lying here, thinking
about making love with Rob, and he's at attention! Traitor!

And, this is the reality I've been trying to avoid for the last couple
of hours. Not only did I have to deal with having my cock sucked so nicely
by another man, I also had to deal with the certain fact that I started the
whole thing.

THIS is a bitch to deal with! I saw the signs yet chose to ignore them.
Like a VCR, my thoughts rewind back to the first time I noticed what was
going on. As with all such things, it started innocently. Rob was on my
bowling team and it made sense to be friendly, didn't it? Then there were
the little gifts, all unexpected and, to me, unearned. Oh, but what should
have hipped me was the wrestling match a couple of weeks ago.

Rob had stopped by to visit and caught me doing some martial arts
exercises. He made a comment about being able to take me and I remember
laughing at him. After all, I'm 6'1", 180 pounds - and a trained k