by Carol Lynne
“Shoo,” Virginia said, gesturing wildly with her pastry bag.
“Is that for me?” Sean asked, venturing further into the room.
“Yes, but you’re not supposed to see it until it’s finished.”
Over Virginia’s protests, Sean crossed the kitchen and hugged her. “It’s the starting it that matters more to me than the finished product.” He kissed her cheek. “It’s my first one.”
“But not your last, not while I’m still around,” she told him. “Now get out of here.”
With a smile firmly planted on his face, Sean ran back upstairs. He threw off his sweats and T-shirt on the way to the bedroom, ready for round two.
Still sprawled naked on the bed, Moby was sound asleep. Sean couldn’t help but pat himself on the back for wearing his lover out with their earlier romp. He crept towards the bed, and the big flaccid cock resting against Moby’s thigh. Sean licked his lips as he gently sat on the edge of the mattress. Although Moby’s cock was quite a sight to behold when it was hard, there was something about the gorgeous specimen soft that turned Sean on every time.
Moby had told Sean on more than one occasion how odd he was for preferring a limp piece of meat when he could have something big and hard with a single touch. Sean didn’t care what Moby said. For Sean, the softness of Moby’s flaccid cock in his mouth won out every time.
Bracing his hands on either side of Moby’s hips, Sean bent to take the prize into his mouth. It only worked when Moby was sleeping because it seemed the man was constantly hard while awake. He swirled his tongue around the silky-soft skin of the head before sucking as much as he could into his mouth. Even soft, Sean’s minimal experience giving blowjobs showed.
Although he’d given them a time or two with other lovers, they’d always been nothing more than a way to get his partner hard. It was different with Moby. Everything was different with Moby, he realised.
The longer he suckled the soft cock the harder it became. When he felt Moby’s fingers in his hair, Sean knew his time was almost up. He was forced to back off Moby’s length as it started to grow to full hardness. With just the head in his mouth, Sean turned his head enough to stare into Moby’s eyes.
The look he received in return was almost feral. Sean knew being a bottom didn’t come naturally to Moby, but Sean hadn’t yet felt comfortable taking the passive role. As he continued to lave the crown, he knew it was the right time.
Releasing Moby’s cock completely, Sean sat up and reached for the condoms on the bedside table. “I want you to fuck me,” he said, ripping open the package.
Moby’s eyelids drooped even further. “I’ve been hoping to hear that.” He reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube.
Sean gave Moby’s cock several good strokes before rolling the condom down its impressive length. “Sorry it’s taken me so long.”
“I have a feeling you’ll be worth the wait.”
With the condom in place, Sean turned his attention to the rest of Moby’s body. No sculpture had ever been able to create a masterpiece as perfect as the body under him. Sean licked his way up Moby’s muscled torso, stopping at each dip and ridge to worship. Meeting his lover’s lips, he delved inside to taste the man of his dreams.
Moby’s slicked fingers began to rim Sean’s asshole as the kiss heated. Moby introduced a fingertip but didn’t go any further. After several moments, Sean broke the kiss. “You’re gonna have to do a hell of a lot more stretching than that if you expect me to take you.”
“I’m in no hurry. We don’t have to be anywhere for another two hours.” Moby kissed Sean again. “Tell me what you like.”
“I like the feel of that finger. I just wish I had more of it,” Sean admitted.
With a deep chuckle, Moby pushed further into Sean. “How does that feel?” he asked, sliding in and out of Sean’s ass.
The hairs on the back of Sean’s neck prickled at the pleasure of the invasion. “Mmmm, more.”
Just as slowly as he’d done the first time, Moby introduced another finger into Sean’s hole. “Still with me?”
Sean expected there to be more pain than there was. It had been nearly four years since he’d last experienced the sensation of being stretched. Whether it was Moby’s skill as a lover or Sean’s overwhelming desire for the man, he didn’t know, but whatever it was, he needed more, and fast. “Another,” he begged.
“Ooh, a daredevil, I see.” Moby added a third finger, taking the time to rub against Sean’s prostate.
Sean’s body bucked at the touch. “Fuck. I need you.”
Moby continued to stretch Sean for several moments before he pulled out. “Roll over onto your stomach.”
Sean wanted to argue the position, but he knew as well as Moby it would be easier for him to take Moby’s length if he were on his knees with his ass in the air. With a groan of acceptance, Sean arranged himself on the bed.
“You don’t have to sound like you’re being punished,” Moby said with a chuckle as he applied more lube to Sean’s hole.
“Can’t help it. I just like holding you when we make love,” Sean said, defending himself.
Moby caressed Sean’s hip. “Next time. I promise.”
Sean nodded and tried to relax his body as he felt the first kiss of Moby’s sheathed cock-head against his stretched hole. Moby slowly pushed his crown past the ring of outer muscles. Sean hissed at the burn.
“Relax,” Moby soothed.
“I’m trying,” Sean said between clenched jaws. Dammit, it felt like he was being split in two as his body stretched to accept more and more of Moby’s cock. When he felt like his body couldn’t take any more, he glanced over his shoulder. “Is that all of it?”
Moby bit his bottom lip and shook his head. “No, but I can stop there if you want me to.”
Sean wanted to save face and turn down Moby’s offer, but he also wanted the experience to be a pleasant one. “That might be best. At least for now,” he added.
Moby ran his hand down Sean’s spine several times before withdrawing a few inches of his cock. As he slowly pushed back inside, Moby seemed to make a point of not going as deep. He continued the process several times before Sean’s body finally became accustomed to the over-sized girth.
“Feels better,” Sean informed Moby, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
With a shake of his head, Moby started to pull out. “We don’t have to do this now.”
Sean reached back and grabbed Moby’s ass, holding him in place. “Don’t stop.”
Moby leant down and kissed Sean’s shoulder blade. “It’s killing me to know I’m hurting you.”
Sean gave the muscled cheek a squeeze. “I told you it was better, and I meant it. I just needed to get used to it. Don’t make me feel like a complete loser for being unable to take my lover’s cock. Now just fuck me already.”
Moby’s head popped up from its resting place on Sean’s back. He sat up once again and eased inside. “That okay?”
“Yeah,” Sean told the truth. Although it still burned a little, the pleasure was definitely coming through the pain.
Moby rocked back and then in again. “Now?”
“Yessss,” Sean hissed. “Are you going to ask me that every time?”
“Nope, because I’m as far in as I can go,” Moby announced, staring down between them.
Joy filled Sean at the announcement. “I guess you fit after all.”
“Looks like it,” Moby chuckled.
Sean gripped the sheets in his fists as Moby began to fuck him. With each thrust of his hips, Moby’s cock rubbed against Sean’s prostate, eliciting a deep moan of pure pleasure from Sean’s lips.
When Moby’s hand reached under to encircle Sean’s cock, Sean knew he’d died and gone to heaven. “So good,” he mumbled, burying his face in the pillow.
“Are you going to be able to come with my dick shoved so far up your ass?” Moby asked.
Sean answered by filling Moby’s hand and splattering a good portion of the sh
eet. He was positive Virginia had to have heard his howl as he let loose. If she hadn’t heard him, she surely heard her son as he cried Sean’s name to the ceiling.
Moby released Sean’s cock and collapsed on top of him. “Timeout,” he panted.
Sean’s lips twitched into a grin. Evidently it didn’t matter who did the fucking. Either way Moby collapsed into a pile of goo right afterwards. Sean didn’t mind a damn bit. He loved the weight of Moby’s body against him. He started to protest when he felt Moby pull out and away from him but realised his lover was removing the filled condom.
“Nap,” Sean said, rolling to his side.
Moby glanced at the clock. “Maybe a short one,” he agreed, wrapping himself around Sean.
As Sean drifted to sleep he wished Moby had made the reservations at the Canoe for the next day. He’d enjoy nothing more than lying in bed for the rest of the night.
* * * *
Moby laughed as he came up behind Sean on their way to the restaurant. “Sore?”
Sean’s eyebrow rose. “You know I am, smartass.”
“Yeah, well everyone else is going to know, too, unless you stop walking like a damn cowboy.” Moby thought of the roomful of people waiting for them inside.
Sean immediately tried to adjust his gait, but whether it was because he actually knew the reason or not, Moby could still tell Sean was walking with a sore ass.
By the time they’d arrived downstairs after their nap, there’d been a note on the counter from his mom. She told them she was going to head on down to the restaurant before they gave their reservations away. Sean had felt guilty and said as much, but Moby told him not to worry about it. Actually, the whole thing had already been planned. Rio had stopped by the pub to pick up Moby’s mom and the cake.
Moby ran up the steps ahead of Sean. “Here, let me get the door for you, old man.”
“Fuck you,” Sean chuckled.
Erico was right inside the door to greet them. “It’s about time you got here. Virginia’s already on her second cocktail.”
Moby knew it was a lie. His mom never drank, but he doubted Sean knew that yet. “My fault,” he apologised.
Erico gestured towards the dining room. “Right this way.”
Entering the large formal dining room, Sean’s head moved from side to side. “I don’t see her.”
“I have the three of you in the back,” Erico explained.
As they neared the set of French doors leading to the private dining room, Moby spotted Nate, grinning like a fool. He only hoped Sean hadn’t seen him.
With a flourish, Erico opened both doors and stepped aside. The entire room of Sean’s friends jumped up to yell, “Happy Birthday!”
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About the Author
An avid reader for years, one day Carol Lynne decided to write her own brand of erotic romance. Carol juggles between being a full-time mother and a full-time writer. These days, you can usually find Carol either cleaning jelly out of the carpet or nestled in her favourite chair writing steamy love scenes.
Email: [email protected]
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