Having Neal in my life was good. He helped me out in the store when he wasn't on shoots. We became good friends. At night we became good blowjob buddies. He had a thing for long hair, and mine in particular. If I had it tied back he would untie it. We love making out and he loved stroking my hair. I loved the attention he paid to it, and he would get off as I dragged my mane over his body. I knew how to work it as I sucked on his nipples and worked my way to his balls. I have to admit, his blond-streaked brown 'wild fro' made me just as hot. It was so big and long. The curls were so inviting. Lately he was getting steady work, while waiting for the big break. He was with an agency that took pictures and used models that had exotic looks. He had met some others there, but mostly he talked about Frankie. Frankie was the boss. It was Frankie that got Neal into an apartment in the City where he roomed with other wanna-be's! Tonight, Frankie was having a holiday party at my place for about 60 people. They were all Frankie's models. Open bar, continuous appetizers. My workers were all set. They would wear bright red or green GAP tee shirts that I bought for them.

Something positive was happening to Neal since he started working with Frankie. But there was something about Frankie that I didn't like. Never met him, but something.... There was now an air of self-assurance that Neal never really had before. He was a little cocky, not the naive kid from the sticks that I first met. His clothing was very nice too. I am a jeans and tee shirt kind of guy. Neal tried to upgrade my wardrobe! Tonight I was going to wear a nice button down shirt he gave me, but I wasn't allowed to tuck it in, it's the style you know! It was hanging by my closet. I was sitting at my desk, and earlier Neal came over to shower and change in the back apartment. The hairdryer was humming. He was perfecting the fro. I was sitting at my desk, wearing shorts and a tee shirt when the phone rang and I answered it. It was a customer and I was taking some notes about an upcoming party. Suddenly I felt strong hands on my shoulders - a 30 second massage and it felt great. Then I felt my ponytail being pulled gently.

Neal bent down to my ear, while I was on the phone, and whispered, "You know how I feel about your hair being tied back! "

He undid the tie, and placed it on my desk, then with two hands he stroked my mane as it slid down my back. He bent down again and began to nuzzle my neck, as I tried to keep this phone conversation going. He smelled so great, right out of the shower. Whatever body wash he used, it was driving me nuts. As he nuzzled, I could feel the wild fro. It was warm from the hair dryer, and it, too, had a scent that was making me so hot. Neal started tonguing my ear when I had enough! Still on the phone, I turned around in the chair and saw my boy dressed in a towel; he looked so hot. I apologized to my customer and said I would call her back. With that, I pulled Neal down onto my lap while I sat in my chair, and we began to make out like crazy. I grabbed at the fro, running my hands through that thick crop of hair. I tried to suck the tongue out of his mouth.

We didn't come up for air. It felt so great. We were all over each other. Then I pulled off his towel and saw his cock at attention. A soft patch of brown hair surrounded it. I worked it for a second with my hand, and then I told him to stand up. I opened my mouth and I licked that mushroom head, all around. My tongue was on fire. Then I went down that shaft, licking and licking. I took those balls into my mouth, first one, then the other. Back to the head, finally taking the cock in my mouth. I sucked and gagged all in one motion. It tasted so good. Neal moaned his approval. He grabbed my mane as I sucked and sucked. I took his balls into my mouth, and then went back to the cock. I knew he had a load in him. I was working up a sweat as I sucked him off. I felt him tensing up, and then he let out a "Yessssssssssssssss" as he pulled on my hair and he came. All his boy juice came into my mouth. I sucked him dry as he collapsed to the floor.

"Not bad," I said, "got you off in less than five minutes!"

The music outside had started. I had to get to my post and Neal needed to be at the party. I stood up and helped him. We kissed, and made out as he grabbed my cock through my shorts. He felt my hard rod and said that I, too, needed attention.

"Relax, we've got all night and I have a party to run!" Neal grabbed his clothes and put on his hot shirt and his pants,

"Look," he said, "commando tonight! This will let you get at my cock easier tonight."

I smiled and said, "Thanks!" I went to the bathroom to clean up and got dressed in my fancy new shirt, put on a new pair of boxer briefs, and then a nice pair of khakis. I brushed my hair back and grabbed my tie and tied it back. Checked my self in the mirror and said, time to go to work. The DJ was playing all the holiday music. The crowd was unbelievable. It was a room of the prettiest girls and most handsome guys around. Everyone had a unique look about them. Just about every ethnicity was present. If these were Frankie's models, then more power to him. I can see why Neal fit in so well. With his wild fro and hot smile, he had that pretty boy look. There were some rocker-like dudes with long, wild hair. There was one large African American dude; taller that me; he was about 6 ft 5. Arms like trees. He had a goatee and long dreads tied back, down to his waist. Small dreads not thick, but he was a hottie. There were a couple of Hispanic guys with the braids down to the shoulders. There was an American Indian dude with the straightest darkest hair I ever saw. It was down to his butt. He had on a necklace of beads that looked great. I heard someone else introduce himself as the wild Samoan. He had a mop of hair, unruly, down to his shoulders. Again he had a body that was wild. There were some preppy dudes, with the blond hair slicked back and even a 70' retro dude with he hair parted down the middle and feathered back. Also, there were a few Italian guys with tons of gold. The girls were just as hot. Red dresses, black dresses, all were so hot. It was then that we heard some of the girls shriek, "Frankie's here!" In walked a distinguished dude, about 6 ft, with a very neat trimmed beard.

He had a braided ponytail that went to his waist. It was perfectly tied at the back of his head and perfectly braided leaving an inch of hair at the bottom. He took off a full-length leather jacket. Two of the girls took his coat and disappeared. A hot little red head about 5 ft 3 with red hair cascading down her back ran to Frankie. He leaned over and they began to make out. Wow I thought, nice greeting from your girlfriend. Then an Asian girl with thick long black hair was next, she too made out with Frankie. As he kissed her he ran his fingers through her hair. This is strange. What the hell is going on? Frankie said nothing then went to the tall African American dude and they began to make out. Frankie went around the room, to every guy and girl and began to deeply kiss each one. Then he approached Neal. My Neal. Frankie ran his fingers through Neil's mop and pulled him into a very deep and long kiss. My blood began to boil. Then Frankie continued making out with all his guests. I went to the bar and my bartenders asked me what the hell was happening, I had no clue. I grabbed a beer, and motioned for Neal to follow me. I didn't have on my happy face. We went to an empty dining room.

"Did you see Frankie? Isn't he great!" Neal was beaming! "Did you meet him; did you talk to him??"

"Wait a minute, cowboy," I said angrily. "What was that entrance all about?"

"Oh, that is the SOUL KISS. Frankie greets us with a soul kiss. We share our spirit with each other. It unites us and all the bad spirits leave us."

I was jealous and I had no right to be. Neal was ecstatic and I had no right to bring him down. He asked me if everything was OK. I said "Of course, go back to your party." He started away and came back to me.

"By the way," he said,

"What?" I said abruptly, still pissed off,

"Thanks."

"Thanks for what?" I said.

"For everything."

With that he kissed me. It was a sweet kiss on my lips. I melted and smiled. Then Neal put his lips to mine again and in snuck his tongue. We made out for a few minutes. Not like the wildness earlier when we were in the back apartment. Neal and I were locked in a loving kissing embrace. Neal started grabbing my cock through my pants. I was into it. With my tongue leading the way I parted the fro and sucked on his ears. He was melting in my arms. He loved when I did this. I went to the other ear and did the same. I stopped; we gazed at each other and dueled with our tongues. He opened my shirt and began to suck on my nipples. In a minute I would not be able to stop. I was so hot, though.

"Hold on, pal." I squeezed his balls and I sent him out back to the party. "Go back outside and have fun, buddy! "

I was totally turned on & in need of relief. I stayed in the dark room for a minute and finished my beer and buttoned up my shirt when I heard a voice. It was deep and in a monotone.

"Chris?"

"Yea who's there?"

"I'm Frankie."

With that he took out a lighter and lit a candle on the table. He extended his hand to shake, so I reached out. It was a strong handshake; he didn't let go right away. He pulled me to within inches of his face.

"Have I offended you?" Frankie asked.

"No," I said.

"Then please do not be mad at Neal. I saw you summon him back here. He thinks the world of you. You two obviously are hot for each other; that was a good show you just put on."

I got a look at Frankie. He was a good-looking dude. Hoop earrings in each ear. He too had a mysterious scent to him.

"Do you often stay in the dark?"

"No, I just wanted to see if Neal was having a good time."

Frankie asked if it bothered me the way he kissed his guests, especially Neal.

"No, just strange. I never saw it before and...."

With that, Frankie grabbed me by the arms and pulled me into him and put his mouth on mine. Into my mouth came his tongue. My God, it was the longest tongue I ever had. This kiss was electric; my knees began to buckle. He continued to kiss me as he grabbed my ponytail and took out the tie. My hair fell over my shoulders and since I was taller than Frankie, it fell onto his face. His tongue explored my mouth. It went down my throat. He was sucking my lungs up. It was so great. Finally he pulled his tongue out of my mouth. Then he pulled his mouth off of mine.

He said nothing and left the room.

I sat in the darkened room and finished my beer. What had just happened? I slipped through the divider and watched the party. Frankie took to the mike and talked to the crowd for a few minutes. Then he said he wanted people to be free and for everyone to pair off with someone they didn't know.

As I greeted you, you are now to share your soul with the stranger who will be stranger no more.

Neal was paired with the Native American. I was glad. I knew how he loved long hair. Neal and his partner began this soul kiss. Neal ran his fingers through his partner's long, long hair. You could see their mouths working as tongues did their job. The Native American ran his fingers through Neal's fro. It was hot watching it. At another end the wild Samoan was with the little Asian girl. He was wearing a tight shirt the showed off his tremendous muscles. He was now wearing a do-rag over his head. A giant mound of wild hair came out from under. It was down past his shoulders. She was in a hot short dress. Her long straight hair went to her waist. He was so much bigger than her yet their kiss was full of passion. They were really into it, but I had other things to do. I decided to grab another beer and head into the other dining room and retreat to my office.

"Excuse me," a voice called.

In the dark room, still with the candle lit, I saw a large figure walk toward me.

"I know everyone outside at the party, except you. I'm Karl," said the voice.

"Hi, I'm Chris."

It was the African American dude with the huge arms and the dreads. He was wearing a leather vest over black pants. No shirt, just the vest. His chest was like a rock. Years at the gym paid off. He obviously liked to show it off.

"Why did you leave when Frankie asked us to soul kiss?"

"I work here; actually, I own this place. I usually don't get involved in my guests parties."

On the table with the candle, I saw the tie for my hair and hurriedly tied my hair back. Karl's powerful hands grabbed my arms. He stared at me with a deep look into my eyes & asked me why I didn't relax. I tried to stutter something when Karl pulled me to him. I could feel the strength, and then, just like Frankie had, he kissed me. This guy had huge arms. It was a wild feeling to be held by such a big dude while his tongue was in my mouth. You could feel the strength as he held me. My body was almost limp. My arms were at my side. I tried to get my arms around this dudes back. His shoulders were massive. He had the biggest dread ponytail I ever saw or felt. It too was massive. He stopped kissing me, but held my chin with his paw like hands.

Karl took my tie out of my hair again, and said to be free, enjoy the freedom that long hair gives."Why even bother tying it up?"

He used his massive hands to flip my hair. He started to kiss me again.

Getting a little confidence, I put my hands on his chest and felt his nipples. This muscle man kept his chest shaved. I ran my fingers on his chest until I got back to his nipples. I rubbed both of them, Karl smiled and moaned his approval. He started to suck on my ears. I got the strength to sort of push him away.

Then I said, "the same to you."

"What," he replied, somewhat startled.

"Untie your dreads," I said.

Karl smiled and he did. He had his dreads tied back with...dreads. I've never seen such a thick mass of hair. What a sight! These long, long, long twists as he called then fell around his face. He shook his head out and his dreads came to life! Karl again approached me, and this time my tongue was not so passive. His twists fell onto my face as we shared this soul kiss. Karl broke the kiss and then began to kiss my neck, finding my ears and tonguing my lobes. I rubbed his hard cock thru his pants. It felt massive. My cock was totally erect,

"Later," he said, "we will continue this later. I must return."

With that he grabbed my package and gave it a little squeeze. He began to step away and turned to look at me. I shook my hair out, then ran my fingers through it and pulled it behind my head. Kind of like making a ponytail without the tie.

"Come here," he said.

He reached out his massive arms, pulled me to him and began wildly making out with me again. I wanted him so badly. Those dreads falling on my face were such a turn on. His back and shoulders were so strong. Karl broke the kiss, shook the dreads and left the room. I was so horny now my balls were going to explode, but ....