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immediately jumped onto his lap. "Oh, sorry," I mumbled, thinking of her white hair all over his black clothes.
"It's quite all right," he murmured, stroking Felicia's thick coat. "Cats and I are old friends."
That's a funny thing to say, I thought, as I padded into the bedroom, pulling off my clothes as I went. Not, I like cats ...
old friends ... Hmm, he's a strange one all right. Strange, but hot ... I just hope he's not a mass murderer, or something.
    After showering, I wrapped a towel round my hips and sauntered back to the living room. Might as well show him the goods. Jean-Claude was lying on the couch, Felicia nestled on his chest, looking into his eyes with what could only be described as adoration. He talked to her in a low voice, in a language I didn't recognise—was that French? And it seemed as if Felicia hung on his every word.
I cleared my throat loud enough to break the spell he had cast on the only cat that had ever liked me. "Well, hey," I said, much too loudly. "You guys are getting acquainted real fast!"
     
Jean-Claude kissed Felicia's nose then put her down on the rug. Smiling, he rose from the couch and walked slowly towards me, his movements fluid and cat-like.
    Cats and I are old friends.
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I shivered as his hand caressed my bare chest.
"Are you jealous?" he asked, a teasing light in his midnight-blue eyes.
"Yes," I muttered, pulling him into my arms.
    His hands undid my towel, and it dropped to the ground, leaving my raging hard on fully exposed. He grasped it in his hand, massaging it, running his thumb over the head until my precum covered his fingers. Smiling, his eyes riveted on mine, he brought his fingers to his mouth, savouring my essence. I gasped as he ran his thumb over my lower lip, letting me taste myself as I licked at it. I seemed to be no more than an erect penis. Every other part of me felt limp. I wanted to just collapse into his arms and have him do to me anything that would pleasure him.
    I pulled at the hem of his T-shirt, exposing his smooth, hard torso, and two soft pink nipples that hardened quickly as I nuzzled them with my lips. Tugging at the waistband of his jeans, I pulled down the zipper, releasing his erection. It sprang at me like a large living thing, proud and joyous to be free. I sank to my knees, overawed by its beauty, unable to wait a moment longer before I could take it into my mouth and tasted the juice that oozed from it.
    I heard him groan as his cock slid down my throat. I gripped his perfectly rounded butt cheeks and pulled him in deeper, almost risking being choked to death by the wedge of hard flesh my throat muscles tightened around. His hands caressed my head and face as he slowly pumped his engorged cock inside my mouth.
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    Oh yeah, I thought, moving in rhythm with him, let me have all of that cum I knowis ready to explode inside my mouth. I knowit's going to taste as sweet as you look, as sweet as honey. I gulped as I felt the first spurt of his semen hit the back of my throat, then I moved back a little to let the rest cover my tongue. Mmm ... nice...
    I wrapped my arms around his hips, holding him there as his body thrashed against me in his ecstasy. My face was buried in his crotch, the scent of his pubic hair like an aphrodisiac. My own orgasm churned inside me, and I came like a geyser, coating the inside of his thighs with my creamy load.
    He fell to his knees facing me and kissed me long and hard, his tongue probing every corner of my mouth.
"Oh God," I whispered against his lips. "That was so ...
so ..."
"Wonderful," he finished for me, kissing me again. "You are a wonderful man, Ron." For a moment, his lips nuzzled my throat, his teeth scraping lightly at my skin. I shivered with anticipation, then he pulled back suddenly and stood, pulling up his jeans. "I hope that we can do this again."
    "Wait ... you're not leaving, are you?" I looked up at him, disappointment all over my