Seth Part Four

by Steve Rider



The rain sounded different than it does at home, not as loud. First I realized that I was not at home, then I felt Seth's foot touching the back of my leg. It was just before sunrise. I laid there with my eyes open, listening to his breathing. He was still asleep. I moved away from him very slowly and quietly and climbed out of the other side of the bed. Seth did not stir. I went into the livingroom to find my glasses, then to the bathroom once I could see properly. I was very quiet. It was cool in his apartment and I was completely naked, well, except for my medallion and my glasses. I went into his kitchen. He had a Mr Coffee, just what I wanted to see. Very quietly I poked around in his cabinets until I found the coffee filters, the coffee was in the refrigerator, Folgers in the red can, a plastic scoop inside. I set it all up, turned on the pot, then went back to the bedroom. Seth was sprawled out across the bed. The candle from last night had burnt down to nothing and gone out. Seth was more on top of the covers than under them, I stood there admiring him, smiling as I thought of the night before. I put my glasses down on the nightstand. There was a very nice red ginger jar lamp.

Very carefully I climbed back into the bed and under the covers. I tried to cover him but he started to stir, I stopped abruptly. It was 6:15 now, Seth had to go to work, on a Saturday no less, some kind of a sales meeting. I wanted to let him sleep some more. His head was laying across the upper part of his right arm. He looked so peaceful and relaxed. I moved closer to him, my legs under the covers slowly lifting his left leg. The weight and the warmth of his leg on top of mine were wonderful. I just watched him for about ten minutes, his chest moving, his nostrils flaring slightly with each breath. I wanted to hug him and kiss him. He's cute in a manly way, not boyish, masculine. The smell of the coffee was filling the room now. I leaned over him and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. His eyes opened.

 
        "Good morning sir"
        "Hi.  I smell coffee."
        "Yes, I hope you don't mind.  I helped myself.  You look
         cold!  Get under the covers please."
We twisted and turned until we were facing each other with the covers pulled up to our shoulders. He put his arms around my neck and pulled me close. One little kiss on the lips, then he held his cheek against mine. I felt his coarse stubble against my face, it was very nice. I put my arm around his back and pulled him close. I tend to be very horny in the morning, to put it mildly. I pressed my lips against the side of his neck. I stuck my tongue out. I licked him and he tasted salty and male.

He jerked and squeezed me tight and then he was biting my shoulder. My body spasmed twice and then I pushed myself against him. I started blowing in his ear. Seth, oh wow, a morning man too. He reached down between us and took me in his hand. He stroked me a few times and then suddenly he threw the covers off us and he rolled up on top of me. He let his weight down on me.

We started kissing. Short, fast, playful kisses. He was smiling the whole time. He started wiggling on top of me, being playful. His kisses were now landing all over me, on my forehead, my cheeks, one on the tip of my nose. He started rubbing my eyebrows with his lips. He kissed my eyebrows. Then licking my face, long strokes of his tongue, from beneath my jaw and under my chin to my eye sockets and across my forehead. I was just lying there amazed at him. Seth is so affectionate !

I reached up around his neck with both arms and pulled him down, his face next to mine. I squeezed him tight with my forearms while my fingers roamed around in between his shoulder blades. I nibbled on his ear for a second, then started kissing his neck. I felt him getting hard against me. I could not figure out what it was he wanted. Were we just fooling around for a few minutes before we got up for coffee, or did he want us to actually do something ?

Seth reached down between us and arranged himself so that he was in between my legs, his manhood pressing nicely against my butt. He started to move very slowly. Now I knew what he wanted. The lube and a few condoms were still on the headboard from the night before, I had seen them earlier when I got up. I reached up with my left hand and started feeling around until I got a condom.

 
        "Here Seth."
        "You want to ?"
        "Yes!"
He got up on his knees, between my legs, his erection pointed right at me. As he started to open the condom I reached up to his hands and took it from him, he let me. I held the end tightly shut as I began to roll it down on to him, it was lubricated. Once it was over the edge of his head I let go of the tip and began stroking him with my other hand making the process a pleasure for us both. Seth rolled it down the last few turns, then he lifted my legs to his shoulders. He grabbed the lube from the headboard. It was the white stuff in the plastic jar, I've seen it in The Castro. He was very gentle as he began to grease me up. First he used one finger, and then two, next some lube on the condom. Pulling on his shoulders with my legs, I slid down a little to line myself up for him. I felt him press against me as I lifted my head to meet his face. He entered me with his tongue and his penis at the same time, just a little at first down below. I was in absolute ecstasy. Seth inside me, further now, very slowly, his tongue probing mine inside my mouth. I broke away, my head falling down on the pillow. I started bucking as he thrust all the way into me. I felt his balls against my ass.
 
        "Mmmm OH! Oh Yes! Yes, Seth, Yes !"
        "Steve, oh Steve, it's so good !"
        "Fuck me, fuck me man, really fuck me."
He was sliding across my prostrate, I felt an intense burning sensation but it felt good, very good. Each time I felt that feeling I thought I was going to shoot. He was holding his head back, the stubble on his chin right above my face. I put my hands on his back again, tracing my fingernails lightly up and down his skin as he fucked me harder and harder. Each time he thrust into me his weight made me roll up just a little higher on my back for a second. I started to hold my hands poised above his back and let his motion cause my fingers to slide up and down on his skin. More of that wonderful pressure inside me, I wanted to come in the worst way. I started calling out his name again like I did the night before, but just his name, softly, almost under my breath. He looked down at me again. My medallion was laying between my tits, it felt cool against my skin, Seth was making me warm inside. He started going faster and making a noise, he was breathing heavily now, gulping the air on every stroke. Seth's whole body was in motion together. I felt my orgasm approaching, past the point of no return, still calling out his name, louder now, faster, he went faster. I lifted myself up a little, my arms now folded around his back.

I exploded all over my chest. I fell back and I bucked and my arms just plopped down loose on the bed. Seeing me cum must have pushed him over the edge, he pushed even harder, dropped his weight down on me, then he arched his back and I could feel the spasms in his body as he peaked and filled the condom. He started kissing me again. My head was turned up a little, stretching the back of my neck, my chin almost touching my back. By bending down to my face he had pushed my legs up even higher in the air. I was pinned underneath him, he was still inside me, my chin almost touching my chest. Kisses all over my face, my eyebrows again. my hands reached down to his ass. It was all sweaty, his black body hair felt great against my hands, I started rubbing his sweat around on his thighs and the lower part of his back, I rubbed it all in. Seth planted his lips on mine and just held them there, it made me tingle all over. He was still deep inside me.

I laid my arms down on the bed again, straight out away from me, spread eagled for Seth. His lips still against mine, just barely touching. He pushed himself up inside me one more time and I had a dry orgasm, my body jerked convulsively. I wanted nothing at all, perfect contentment, my whole body relaxed. Seth started moving his lips in a little circle, pulling mine around with them, slowly, barely moving at all. My moaning was muted, a vibration between our lips.

He broke the kiss and moved lower, pulling out of me slightly, he felt smaller inside me now. He put his face down beside mine, his weight on my chest, as he used his hands on the condom. My legs were straight up in the air. I felt him pull out of me. Then he sat up, my legs sliding down across him, he was kneeling again between my legs. He picked one of my legs up and over his head as he ducked, rolling me onto my side, my back towards him. He stretched out behind, and snuggled right up to me, skin against skin, warm and cozy, he curled right up touching me. An arm on my chest, I felt his nose touching the hair on the back of my head.

 
        "Seth"
        "Yes"
        "Nothing.  I just like your name."
He moved and his chin was resting on my shoulder, his ear against my cheek. I reached behind me and put my hand on his butt, pulling him closer. A few minutes like this, just cuddling, and then his clock radio came on. It was set to KQED and there was a conversation about an earthquake going on. Someone mentioned San Jose and I rolled over on to my back to look at him.
 
        "It sounds like there was an earthquake around here
         somewhere.  I didn't feel anything, did you ?"
        "No, let's get up and turn on the TV."
We both made pit stops in the bathroom and when I got to the livingroom Good Morning America was on. Seth was in the kitchen pouring coffee. They were talking about Iraq on the news, then they broke for the local stations. Seth gave me my coffee, I was taking a sip just as they started talking about a 5.1 quake the night before at 10:29 PM. We both looked at each other and smiled, it was obvious what had happened. We had been in bed together, or maybe still on his couch, when the quake occurred and neither one of us had noticed it. My first earthquake in California and I had missed it completely. I didn't feel cheated though. Seth turned off the TV and came over to me on the couch. He kissed me on the forehead and asked me to take a shower with him. I did, it was marvelous, we washed each others backs and private parts and we kissed in the shower under the spray. I started getting hard again but we had no time.

Seth had to go to work and I had to check in with my dispatchers since it was my weekend to be on call. He told me to use his phone while he was shaving and getting dressed, they had nothing for me. I put my briefcase and my gymbag by the door and poured us each another cup of coffee, I chugged mine hot and brought Seth's to him in his room. He was just pulling his pants up over another pair of those white briefs of his. It was like a picture from a calendar seeing him like that. He kissed me lightly. I put his coffee down on the nightstand and hugged him goodbye.

 
        "So, where do we stand Seth ?"
        "Right now we're in Mountain View."
        "These Italians, you have to explain everything..."
        "OK, alright, what are you doing tonight ?"
        "Me ?  Tonight ?   Gee, no plans, how about you."
        "I was hoping to spend some time with this guy I just met."
        "Really, is he nice ?"
        "Oh, he's very nice, and he's good in bed too."
        "I see, does he know how you feel about him ?"
        "Umm, gee Steve, can't you tell."
I kissed him.
 
        "Call me tonight !"
He walked me to the door. I hung my gymbag over my shoulder, my briefcase in hand, he remembered my hat, and he got it for me. Seth put the hat on me and pulled some of my hair out through the opening above the strap as I like to do.
 
        "There, you look cute now. "
        "Thanks Seth, thanks for everything.  Call me."
        "I will, definitely."
I turned and walked down the stairs and out to another gray and rainy morning. The rain was making little streak marks on the lenses of my glasses as I walked to my van. I put some Depeche Mode in the tape deck for the ride home. It was a Saturday morning, very early, what little traffic there was on 101 was taking it easy. I thought about him and the night before all the way home. All the beer cans were still in their places in my apartment, not one had fallen, my home made quake detector had failed. I went into my bedroom, took off my shoes, spread out on the bed and called my friend Brian. I had to tell somebody about Seth.

[ continued in Seth Part Five ]


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