by GA Hauser
“You sure you’re ready for this?”
“I’m sure. I’ve always heard if feels nice.”
“Really? Up the ass?” Keith sat up and smoothed his hand over Carl’s cock again.
“Yes. There’s some pleasure center in there. I think it’s the prostate.”
“No kidding?” Keith opened one of the condoms with is teeth.
“I hope it’s not a rumor.” Carl took the cap off the gel and squeezed some out in his hand.
“I’ve never had a virgin.” Keith grinned wickedly.
“Me neither. So wipe that smirk off your face before we switch places. Here.” Carl held out the blob of gel. “Coat both you and me good, okay?”
“Of course.” Keith picked up the goo in his fingers, rubbing it over the condom. “You want me to put some on your ass?”
“I can’t exactly reach from here. Do you mind?”
“I suppose not, since I’m going to be screwing it.”
“Keith.”
Keith paused, meeting Carl’s eyes. Seeing Carl’s furrowed brow, Keith answered his unspoken question. “Yes. I’m sure.” Before he prepared Carl, Keith crawled over the bed to be face to face with him. “I’m absolutely mad about you, Carl. And the idea of us being one, me inside you, makes me so fucking hot I could come just thinking about it.”
Carl cupped his face and kissed him. “I want you to. I feel the same way. I know it’s insane, Keith.” After he said that, he kissed Keith again. “And I want us to be united this way as well. I love the thought of your cock being inside me, believe me.”
“Good. I can’t wait. I can’t imagine how it’s going to feel.”
Keith lowered back down Carl’s body, sitting on his heels. Taking the tube of lube, Keith squeezed some on his fingers, and staring directly into Carl’s eyes, he found his way between Carl’s legs. With his fingertips on the rim of Carl’s ass, Keith had to swallow for courage. It was just so damn alien for him. He’d only had sex with women. This was a trip to the moon and back.
With his timid index finger Keith smeared the slick gel around Carl’s ring. Carl closed his eyes and his hips rose up in response. Keith couldn’t believe his reaction. Biting his lip, Keith pushed the tip of his finger inside.
“Holy shit!” Carl choked in shock.
“Oh, no way. You have got to be kidding me.”
“Push in!”
With more confidence, Keith pushed his one finger inside Carl.
“Aaahh!” Carl’s cock bobbed and the veins showed in both his penis and his neck.
“Are you kidding me? It feels that good?” Keith thought he was acting.
“Put your fucking dick in me!”
“Holy fuck!” Keith felt the lust explode in his body at Carl’s sudden desperation. Wanting him to be well oiled, Keith used more lube, rubbing it inside Carl’s ass with more gusto.
“Auuugh!” Carl came, jerking his body and spraying cream all over his chest.
Keith’s jaw dropped to his chest. Kneeling up quickly, Keith put the head of his dick on target and stared in absolute wonder at the spattering of white puddles all over Carl’s skin. Almost as if he couldn’t restrain himself when offered a slick hole, Keith slowly moved his length inside Carl’s body. The heat and tightness made his head spin. “Oh, Carl…oh, yes.”
When Keith began pumping into him, deep and slow, Carl grabbed his own cock and jerked off like mad.
The sight made Keith explode with fire. “Again?”
Carl couldn’t even answer. He arched his back and his hand became a blur.
Keith thrust into him harder, faster, watching Carl bring his body back up for the second orgasm.
Lavishing in the union, astonished by Carl’s reactions to it, Keith came, pushing in to the hilt and hearing Carl’s moaning grunts of pleasure as he climaxed once again.
Catching his breath, Keith was slightly shell-shocked, overwhelmed by intensity of the climax and the scent of male hormones rushing up his nose. Keith pulled out and gaped at Carl in astonishment.
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Carl was floored. Rocking his hips side to side as the aftershocks ran over his body, he had never felt anything like that in his life. Exhausted, sated beyond his wildest dreams, Carl’s chest was rising and falling rapidly and covered in his semen. “Keith…oh my God…”
Carl felt the bed shift and opened his eyes with effort. Keith was standing next to him, trying to pry the tight rubber off. “Still hard?”
“Yes. Jesus, Carl. Just watching you really blew my mind. Was it that good or were you exaggerating for my benefit?”
Carl started to laugh. “I’m not that good an actor!”
“I need to get this thing off.”
Rolling off the bed, Carl followed Keith into the bathroom to wash up. Using a washcloth, Carl cleaned the come off his chest and the gel off his bottom. Keith managed to finally get the tight condom off. He tossed it out and took the washcloth Carl handed him. Once he was done, he met Carl’s eyes.
Feeling so much love for this man, Carl wrapped around him. “It was incredible, babe.”
“Was it?”
“Oh, yes.” Carl licked Keith’s neck. “Was it nice for you?”
“It was. Carl, it was amazing.”
Hugging him close, Carl caught Keith staring at their reflection in the mirror. “We look good together.”
“We do.” Keith pressed his cheek into Carl’s shoulder.
Nestling into his hair, Carl asked, “Can you stay over? I bet it’s nearing one.”
“I suppose so. I don’t think Patty will care.”
“Do you want to call her?” Carl stood back to check on Keith’s expression.
“No. She’s definitely asleep by now.”
“Come.” Carl held his hand, shutting off the bathroom light.
Switching off lights as they went, Carl turned down the bed, setting the rubbers and lube on the nightstand. They cuddled under the covers, interweaving their legs and arms.
Keith rested his head on Carl’s chest. “Did it really feel that good when I penetrated your ass?”
Carl laughed softly. “Keith, I never would have believed it.”
“Huh.”
Hugging him tighter, Carl kissed Keith’s hair. “It makes me feel so close to you. Sharing that.”
“Yes. It does. I always thought sex was supposed to do that.”
“It doesn’t always.” Carl used his fingertips to run over Keith’s back gently.
“No. That’s the pity of most relationships. And it shouldn’t be that way.”
“Are you what you consider a traditional kind of man when it comes to that, Keith?”
“Yes, in some ways. I think sex is for people who love each other. And it was a mistake with Patty because we didn’t.”
Carl thought that sentence through. “You love me?” Waiting for Keith to answer, Carl felt him nestle closer. Keith’s hand lowered to Carl’s pubic hair. Feeling Keith cup his soft genitals affectionately, Carl felt his answer in the touch. “It’s strange, Keith. There we are on a set telling one another we love each other, touching, kissing, and it seems so right. I don’t feel as if I’m acting or lying. I honestly believe I am telling a person I am in love with, the truth.”
Keith leaned on his elbows and stared down at him. Even in the dimness Carl could see the glimmer in Keith’s light eyes.
“Me too. But please. Let’s just keep it quiet.”
“I know, babe. You don’t have to tell me.” Carl brushed his knuckles over Keith’s cheek.
Keith kissed him. “I hope I can sleep. I’m very excited by everything we’ve done tonight.”
“Excited? Or nervous?”
“All of the above. It was all so new to me. And to you.”
“But it was a nice newness. It felt refreshing to touch and be touched by someone you are so turned on by, so in love with.” Carl smiled impishly, “Even if it was a man.”
“Jesus. We screwed, Carl. Two men.”
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��I know. Wild, huh?”
“I’m lying here in your arms and I still can’t believe I— we did that together.”
“And it felt so good!” Carl wriggled against him, feeling his cock respond.
“Jesus!” Keith laughed. “Another hard-on?”
“Keith, you have no idea what that felt like. My God. It was ten times more intense with you inside me, than when I just orgasm on my own.”
“I’m intrigued.”
“Are you?” Carl drew him closer to his lips.
“Yes,” Keith replied shyly.
Unable to resist, thrilled they had crossed over from a game of teasing to reality, Carl kissed him with all the love he could muster, wanting to show Keith how much he cared.
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That kiss! Oh, Jesus, that kiss!
Keith knew they couldn’t sleep. How on earth could they shut their eyes knowing the kind of pleasure they could give to each other?
Maneuvering back on top of Carl, this time, spreading his legs wide over Carl’s hips, Keith replayed Carl’s face in orgasm over and over in his mind, from the first one where Keith was just touching his ass, to the second one, when he was deep inside him. “I love you,” Keith breathed between kisses, stoking both their passions.
Carl wrapped around him and rolled them over, so he was on top. Parting from Keith’s mouth, Carl sucked at Keith’s neck, licking his jaw and running his teeth over Keith’s taut skin.
Shivering at the touch, Keith groaned and closed his eyes. The more they did, the more familiar and normal it felt. What had started out as churning fear and the sensation of unfamiliar sights and scents, had become a natural craving.
Carl began grinding his hips against Keith’s, rubbing their cocks together as they stood stiff from their bodies.
“My God! You make me insatiable!” Keith gasped as another wave of chills coursed over him.
“Oh, babe…I know. I can’t believe I feel this way about you. About a fucking man!” Carl laughed but it soon faded to a moan of passion.
“You? You can’t believe it? I’m in shock.”
“Does this shock you?” Carl stroked Keith’s cock.
“God…” Keith’s body spun from the intensity. “It should. I know it should.”
“How about this?” Carl cupped Keith’s balls.
Unable to fight the attraction to Carl, Keith grabbed his rough jaw and devoured him once again. As Carl’s hands explored more boldly this time than earlier, Keith writhed in ecstasy against his hard body.
“We’ll never get any sleep.”
“I don’t care,” Keith whimpered, thrusting his hips into Carl’s palm.
Carl parted from Keith’s mouth, reaching for the nightstand.
Thinking he was going to get a rubber, Keith froze, his heart pounding wildly. Can I do this? Take a man’s cock up my ass?
“Carl?”
“Don’t worry, babe.”
“But…” Keith held his breath.
“Hang on. Calm down.” Carl sat between Keith’s straddled legs with the tube of lube.
“Oh.” Keith knew what he was going to do now. “Okay.”
Carl leaned over to kiss him. “You need to trust me.”
“I do. Honest.”
“I’m not rushing you to do anything. You just have got to feel this.”
“Yes. I want to. I saw what it did to you.” Keith kicked the rest of the covers back, panting in anticipation.
“Oh, lover, you are going to die.” Carl touched his fingertips to Keith’s ass.
Keith tensed up and almost stopped Carl out of fear. As one finger slipped in smoothly, Keith’s eyes opened wide in disbelief.
He heard Carl’s soft laugh. “Wait. It gets better.”
Clenching his fists from the nervous anxiety, Keith felt that finger stroking him inside.
“Agh!”
“Good or bad?” Carl stopped.
“Good!” Keith choked as he said it. “Holy fucking shit!”
“Hold onto your hat…or your cock, whichever.”
Keith grasped his dick with both hands. He was in shock. “Deeper! Oh, Carl! Deeper!” I cannot believe I am telling a guy to push deeper into my ass! I have lost my mind!
Carl used two fingers, finding the magic spot. They both knew he had hit it, because Keith’s hips elevated instantly and his hands jerked him off in a rush of movement.
Keith felt it begin deep in his balls and the rushing of the come to his cock was so intense he almost passed out. “Holy mother fucker!” he shouted, the come spurting out and hitting him in the jaw. Keith kept bucking like a bronco as Carl’s fingers prolonged it to impossible lengths.
Gasping for air in astonishment, Keith blinked and found Carl jerking off again, intending on sending his own come onto the pile of creamy spatter.
Milking his cock as he watched, Keith couldn’t believe how beautiful Carl looked during orgasm. “Oh my God…” he crooned while Carl’s come pelted his skin.
Dropping back to his heels, Carl moaned, “God! I am so spent.”
“We have got to get some sleep, Carl. We have to be at the studio tomorrow.”
Groaning as he unfurled his legs stiffly, Carl climbed off the bed, stumbling to the bathroom.
As they went through the clean up routine again, Keith felt drained, yet sated.
Once they collapsed into bed, Keith wrapped around Carl and they instantly fell under the spell of sleep.
Chapter Eleven
The alarm buzzer woke Keith. Blinking, looking around the strange room, he felt the bed shift and found Carl slapping the snooze button on the clock radio. As Carl nestled back into the pillows for that precious five minutes, Keith stared at the ceiling light fixture and tried to think.
I screwed Carl Bronson last night.
That reality scared the living shit out of him. “What the hell am I doing?”
A cold chill passed over his skin with the worst morning after regrets he had ever imagined. The magnitude of that decision, the threat to his career, his family ties, his life, made Keith panic. This can never happen again. This has to be just some one-time thing.
The alarm buzzed again.
Carl leaned up and shut it off. Moving over to face Keith, Carl whispered, “Good morning.”
“Uh, hi.” Keith didn’t look at him. He was mortified at what they had done. How could they have been so stupid?
Carl’s hand smoothed over Keith’s stomach. It made Keith flinch and cover with chills.
“Did you sleep okay?”
“Hm? Yes, fine.”
Shifting his position, Carl leaned up higher to see Keith’s face. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Keith,” Carl admonished. “Are you freaking out about what we did last night?”
“Yes.”
“Because?”
“Because we’re so screwed if anyone finds out.”
“Okay. But what about what it meant to us.”
As Carl’s hand caressed him lightly, moving up his chest, Keith shivered at his touch. Us? What it meant to us? Are we a couple? A fricken gay couple? Oh God.
“Keith.” Carl shook him. “You have to tell me what’s going on in your head.”
Finally finding the courage to meet his gaze, Keith pressed his cheek against the pillows. It was a mistake to look at him. Carl was too gorgeous. His long, brown hair tussled from the night’s rest, his green eyes illuminated by the sunlight pouring in from the window, his beard growth dark and masculine, Keith felt his body burn. “Oh shit.”
“Oh shit, what? Keith, please. I’m dying here.”
Keith leapt on top of him and pinned him underneath him. Brushing his lips over Carl’s coarse sandpaper jaw, Keith closed his eyes and felt his morning hard-on throb against Carl’s under him.
Carl wrapped his arms around Keith and hugged him. “I understand. This is freaking me out a little too. It’s just so strange to feel these things for another man. It’s giving me uncomfortable ru
shes of fear.”
“Yes.” Keith rubbed his face into Carl’s hair, suppressing a shiver of terror.
“I suppose it’s just because we’re on day one. I assume with time it becomes easier.”
Keith leaned up on his elbows to see Carl’s eyes. “I feel like I might have a panic-attack about it later when I really think about what we’re doing.”
“I know,” Carl chuckled softly.
“It’s just that everything is happening to me at once.”
“Yes. It must feel overwhelming.” Carl pushed Keith’s hair back from his forehead, but it fell back down to cover his eyebrows.
“What if someone figures it out? Carl, can we afford to take that chance?”
After a deep sigh, Carl replied, “I suppose we’ll have to make a choice. Is what we have, our relationship, worth the risk? I mean, ultimately, that’s the question. Could we, or should we, pretend we don’t want to be together? Avoid each other?”