Phaze Fantasies, Vol. III

by J Buchanan, Jade Falconer, Eliza Gayle

  "Mmm,” Kurt sighed, placing small bites on each nipple before moving downward. “Totally perfect.” He massaged and caressed his way over stomach muscles, quivering at the exquisite sensations.

  He inhaled when the other man reached his groin, but it seemed Kurt had other ideas. Passing the area without so much as a touch, he kneaded thigh flesh, then licked the inside of his knees.

  Jeff groaned, his cock and balls swelling, desiring attention. “Please,” he murmured, thrusting his hips.

  "All in good time,” Kurt teased, and moved down to massage toes and feet. He slowly climbed back toward his upper torso, allowing his bulging cock to rub against Jeff's foot.

  He wiggled his toes, caressing the firm member.

  "Ah,” Kurt murmured, and allowed the contact for several moments. Then he straddled a leg, pressed his prick firmly into the knee, and breathed hot air on Jeff's cock and balls. “The main course."

  "Oh, Jesus, yes,” he gasped. He was highly agitated from the intense exploration of his body, and ready for some serious action. “Suck it."

  "I intend to.” Kurt took his time, feathering soft kisses around the rigid staff and over the swollen sac. He spread Jeff's legs wider for better access, and he groaned again.

  He buried his face in his pubic hair, mouthing and tonguing the whole area. When the warm tongue traced a trail from balls down to anus, he jerked his ass in consent. A slow circling of the dark hole was followed by tongue thrusts that caused his anus to pucker. “Jesus, yes,” he moaned.

  "Damn, you're beautiful,” Kurt sighed, and thrust his tongue deep.

  Jeff felt it prodding his sphincter, and willed the muscle to open. He wanted any or all of this man inside him.

  The tongue went deep, and suddenly Jeff felt a finger join it. “Yes,” he encouraged, ready for more.

  "Want my finger inside you?” Kurt murmured in a lusty, gravelly voice.

  "Is that a rhetorical question?"

  With a laugh, Kurt sat up and reached for the nightstand drawer. He removed a couple foil packets and a tube of lubricant. With precision he opened the tube, squeezing a glob onto his finger. “Yeah, it doesn't require an answer. I know you want as much of me inside you as possible. I'll start with one finger and see how far I get."

  Jeff bucked his hips in agreement, needing no words at this point. Kurt's index finger slid easily into his ass, and the man pulled it in and out slowly. “Good?"

  "Mmm."

  Kurt chuckled, and added a second finger. It was sucked into Jeff's hot hole quickly, and he squirmed as he was plundered by two digits. He felt Kurt add another finger—or two—he lost count. All he knew was the fantastic sensations were only getting better, and he was nearly wild with desire. “Oh, yeah!” he cried out. “That's great! Fuck me!"

  A few forceful thrusts were followed by a sudden emptiness. He opened his eyes to see Kurt kneeling between his legs, rolling a rubber onto his own protruding staff. He stroked his cock back and forth, liberally greasing it. “I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to spread you wide open and fuck your gaping hole."

  "Want me to roll over?” Jeff asked, in a state of drowsy delirium.

  "Nope. I like it this way. I can play with your cock while I'm fucking you."

  Jeff groaned and allowed both knees to be pushed to his chest and then spread. He felt a finger circle his anus again, darting in and out quickly. Then a larger appendage nudged his hole, and he moaned with delight. “Yes..."

  "You're open and ready for me,” Kurt told him, sliding his cock in as he'd promised, a slow inch at a time. “Your ass is such a slut for my cock. You want it bad. Damn, your body is sucking me in. Can you feel it?” He propped himself on one knee for better purchase.

  "I feel it.” Jeff's head flailed from side to side. “I've never felt anything better in my life. Fuck me! Give me all you've got!"

  Kurt obliged, clutching Jeff's hip with one hand and his prick with the other. Thrusting deep into his ass, Kurt let his hand match the rhythm as he stroked his bulging cock. “You're so tight. I'm going to fill you up."

  "Do it!” Jeff urged, loving the fullness of a man in his ass again—especially this man, who seemed more concerned with his pleasure than his own. He bucked his hips in a matching tempo, and felt the seed bubbling up within him. He was going to come, and it was going to be fucking fantastic.

  "Fill me up!” Jeff cried, an explosive orgasm bursting forth. He lost control of his thoughts as glorious sensations overwhelmed him. His own cock pulsated, shooting copious amounts of spunk onto his chest. Kurt's throbbing member pounded him, filling his ass with warm heat. Waves of pleasure washed through him until he had to clutch the bed sheets, for fear he might float away.

  When he dared open his eyes, he found Kurt sprawled across his chest, gasping for breath. “Oh my God,” he panted. “I've never—it's never—” He shuddered.

  "I know.” Jeff wrapped his arms around the other man, cradling him close, kissing everywhere he could reach. When they both stretched they could join mouths, and spent the next few minutes savoring sweet kisses.

  "I need to pull out,” Kurt finally said.

  "I don't want you to go.” Jeff held him firmly. “I want you to stay in me forever."

  "Ah,” the other man grinned. “But then we wouldn't be able to fulfill your fantasy. If we hop in the shower and suds each other up, I'll bet by the time we're done we'll be hard again. I believe you said you wanted to fuck me like a wild dog?"

  Jeff laughed. “Not my exact words, but yeah."

  "I like it.” Kurt nuzzled his neck. “Ride me like a crazed animal. Slap my ass, give me the works. Lordy, I'm getting a woody just thinking about it."

  "Then we'd better hop in the shower and get cleaned up."

  "At some point, we might think about lunch. I could eat,” Kurt suggested.

  "I could eat, too.” Jeff relaxed his legs allowing the other man to pull out. It plopped out with a slick thump, and Jeff felt his sphincter flutter and shrink to normal size. It felt great, and he stopped to enjoy it for just a moment. Then, glancing at the gorgeous hunk in front of him, he couldn't resist saying, “I could eat you, that is...” Jumping from the bed, he chased his twinkle-eyed lover, both laughing, to the shower.

  Chapter Four

  The two men washed, rubbed, and caressed each other until both were in frenzied states of arousal. They pitched forward from the shower, straight into the tousled bed. Kurt shoved the top covers onto the floor and fell flat, spread-eagled.

  Jeff climbed on top of him, kissing his neck, making his way down the wet skin. He reached the taut ass cheeks and couldn't resist nipping the fleshiest part of one.

  "Ouch!” Kurt hollered.

  "I'm sorry,” he replied, without conviction.

  "No you're not, you prick. You bit me!"

  He rubbed the red mark, and kissed around it. “Is that better?"

  "Yeah,” Kurt replied, mellowing.

  "Want me to do it again?"

  "Yeah,” he repeated, shaking his ass.

  Jeff laughed, and dragged the ass into the air. “Up on all fours, man. I've got things to do, and I need you accessible."

  Kurt groaned as he positioned him the way he wanted—on his knees, thighs spread wide. Jeff flipped to his back and scooted up between the powerful legs. Running his hands over the fleshy thighs, he marveled in the feel of their bulk, and the crisp hair that covered them. “Mmm,” he murmured, both at the legs he grasped and at the cock dangling before him. He opened his mouth and leaned up, allowing it to slide down his throat.

  "Oh, yeah.” Kurt shook his dick back and forth, causing it to sway.

  Jeff chuckled, following the swinging appendage with his mouth and tongue. When he could, he clamped down and sucked with vigor. The other man stopped moving and pressed into the suction.

  "That feels so good,” Kurt muttered, looking down to watch the action.

  "It's only going to get better, my friend.” Jeff dragged himself out from unde
rneath and stood, claiming a condom and the lube from the nightstand. He ripped open the packet and rolled the Latex sheath over his prick. He squirted a handful of lube into his palm and greased his cock and fingers.

  Tugging Kurt by the ankles, he positioned the man's ass near the edge of the bed. “That might be too far,” he decided. “Don't want you to fall off. Move forward a bit."

  Kurt crawled forward until his knees were securely on the bed.

  "That's better. Now spread ‘em. You're about to get fucked, and I want to make damn sure you feel it."

  The man on the bed widened his stance.

  "Wider!” Jeff slapped his ass, hard.

  "Hey!” he protested.

  "Got something to say?” Jeff wrapped one hand around the dangling balls in front of him.

  "Nope.” Kurt replied meekly, his voice strangled.

  With a low chuckle, he rubbed the red spot on Kurt's ass. “I really don't want to hurt you. I just get carried away sometimes."

  Kurt glanced over his shoulder, locking his eyes on him. “Hurt me. I want it. Part of the fun is protesting a little."

  "Gotcha.” He placed both hands on the other man's butt cheeks and spread them. “Mmm, I believe I need a taste before I get started."

  "Oh, please...” Kurt's voice was tight.

  "And you called my ass a slut.” He chuckled. “You want it bad. Maybe worse than I did. Well, I'm going to give it to you, baby. You best hang on.” He pressed his nose against Kurt's tailbone, and let his tongue circle the dark rosebud beneath it. “Mmm,” he murmured, as the soft ring quivered and accepted his tongue.

  The dark hole tasted musky and was wonderfully tight when he pressed his way in. It'd been years since he'd eaten ass, and Jeff forgot exactly how much he enjoyed it. With just enough pressure, the sphincter relaxed and blossomed open. When it happened, his tongue was sucked in as far as it would reach.

  He pressed his face against the man's ass to get deeper. Kurt squirmed and bucked, but Jeff held firm and tongued the nether hole, until he couldn't take any more. He needed to fuck this man, now. His tongue resisted releasing its treasure, but he backed off. “Damn,” he muttered, so horny he hoped he'd last long enough to satisfy Kurt.

  "Oh, my God, I can't believe how good that feels,” Kurt sighed, now on his elbows with his face pressed into a pillow.

  "Raise your ass up!” Jeff slapped one cheek, and the supine man obliged quickly.

  He rose back up to hands and knees, and Jeff inserted a greased finger into the dark hole. It went in easily, so he thrust in and out twice and added another digit. It slipped in without the slightest hesitation. He and Kurt both groaned at the same time. He knew how good the stimulation felt, but this end of it was arousing, too. Watching a third finger disappear into his lover's ass was exquisite, and he couldn't resist adding a fourth.

  "Oh yeah, oh yeah!” Kurt repeated, bucking back against the hand. “Give it to me. Give me all you got."

  Jeff formed all five fingers on his right hand into a cone and eased them into the yawning chasm. Kurt cried out at first, then returned to gyrating his ass in rhythm with the hand. “Oh.” he groaned, and Jeff stopped.

  "Don't you come yet!” He backed his hand from the opening, and watched the sphincter flutter and twitch. It would take a minute to close after that abuse, but he wasn't about to let that happen. “I'm going to fuck your ass now. It's so huge, I think I could get two dicks in you."

  "Fuck me!” Kurt sobbed, his face dropping to the pillow again.

  Jeff stood at the foot of the bed, nudging his greasy cock to the well-used hole. It entered without hesitation, and he sank balls-deep in one quick thrust. “Oh yeah, you're ready for me all right. Your ass is hot, almost burning up."

  "Do it harder!” Kurt's voice was unnatural, a twisted, garbled growl.

  "Damn straight!” He clutched Kurt's hips and rammed his cock repeatedly up the man's ass. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, but he could tell that wasn't a problem. Kurt was spewing spunk over the bed with no stimulation to his cock whatsoever. “Oh yeah, come on, baby!"

  "I'm coming,” Kurt mumbled into the pillow, exhausted. “I'm coming..."

  "Yeah!” His own climax bubbled, and he thrust his cock deep and hard. Kurt groaned and he slapped his ass sharply. Another load of come lurched from the bottom man, whose orgasm seemed endless.

  Jeff lost track of time as his body shattered into a thousand beams of light and being. He gripped Kurt's hips and drove himself in tightly to keep grounded. He floated anyway, and eventually found himself lying atop a panting, gasping Kurt. “Sorry,” he started to rise, knowing he was suffocating the man.

  "Don't move! Lie still for a minute. I feel so fucking fantastic. I don't want it to end."

  "Can you breathe?"

  "I'm okay. Just don't move. Hold me."

  He kissed his lover's neck and shoulders, and Kurt turned his face to accept a full mouth buss. They kissed and snuggled until Jeff knew he needed to pull out. The condom was loosening from his flaccid penis, and he needed to take care of it. “Relax for me,” he murmured, and as Kurt tried, he grabbed the top of the rubber and eased his cock out. “Let me go flush this. Want a towel or anything?"

  "Yeah. Bring a couple towels from the rack, will you? I don't want to move."

  "Don't you dare move.” Jeff smiled at him, and went to the bathroom. He cleaned himself up and returned to the bed with two towels, one to wipe up Kurt and the other to throw over the wet spot.

  Sufficiently clean, they wrapped their arms and legs around one another and lay cuddling on the bed. “I swear to God,” Kurt began, brushing a lock of hair from Jeff's face. “I've never had sex this good in my life. I'm not just saying that. Something is right with you and me. We mesh, somehow."

  "I believe you. I felt it, too. Yesterday, Lana was trying to seduce me. She wiggled her tits in my face, stuck her pussy there, too, but I never felt more than a passing interest.” He gazed into Kurt's deep, understanding eyes. “Since I met you, there's only one person who excites me."

  "I know the feeling,” Kurt agreed. “I just have to think about you, and my cock is like a brick. I tried shooting off in the shower, and still came out hard. I needed you.” He touched Jeff's cheek. “I need you."

  Somewhere, a clock chimed three bells, and Jeff's thoughts returned to reality. “We can't get used to this. I'm marrying Lana, and I need to—"

  "To hell with Lana!” Kurt stormed, his eyes flashing. “After what we just experienced, you're telling me you're still going to marry that frigid bitch?"

  "She's not frigid. She's just stuck in a routine, sexually. We need to experiment more."

  "She makes you frigid. She's not what you need or want, and no amount of experimentation is going to change that! Until she grows a cock and a beard, she's not the one for you.” He reached for Jeff's hand and pressed it against his bristly cheek. “See, I know what you like, already. You like the feel of my scratchy face, my calloused hands, my masculine thighs. I felt you, Jeff. I watched your face when you felt me. We were made for each other."

  "No!” Jeff insisted, a tear threatening. “I'm not gay. I'm going to marry Lana, and we'll live happily ever after, running her father's business and playing fucking croquet every weekend.” He couldn't stop the flow of tears, so he flipped over, his back to Kurt.

  Grabbing a towel, Kurt brought it around to swipe at Jeff's tears. He spooned his body against him and wrapped his arms around him tightly. “I understand you don't want to admit you're gay. I'm not sure why—"

  "I can't talk about it.” His tears had finally stopped, if he had to tell the story he knew the flood gates would reopen.

  "Okay,” Kurt agreed, caressing Jeff's upper arm. “I also understand about marrying Lana and running her father's business. That's a fantastic opportunity for you. I don't get the croquet bit, though."

  He explained about the previous evening at Lana's parent's house, the endless stories and nonstop rounds of croquet. By th
e time he'd finished, they were both laughing themselves into more tears.

  "I told them I didn't want a fucking July wedding, but there they were, setting the date anyway."

  "Hotter than hell in July,” Kurt agreed. “I suppose you'll be wearing a monkey suit and all that?"

  "Oh, you bet.” Jeff rolled on his back, staring up at the ceiling. Kurt did the same, and they continued to talk quietly.

  "So if you marry Lana, your life is pretty well planned out for you."

  "Completely planned out for me. I won't have much say in anything, far as I can tell."

  Kurt glanced at him. “It's no wonder you come over here, wanting to slap my ass and fuck me senseless. It's the only control you get in life."

  Jeff stared into his eyes, realizing it was true. He rebelled against Lana by dominating Kurt. “I'm sorry. I didn't realize that's what I was doing—"

  "Shhh.” Kurt touched Jeff's mouth gently. “It's okay. I loved it. I think I might love you, which I'm sure is going to scare the hell out of you."

  Jeff was shocked and tried to respond, but Kurt pressed fingers against his lips. “Don't say anything. I know you need some time to process this. But I'm telling you, I want you. I'd rather have you outright, without Lana in the picture. I know we could make each other very happy. But if I have to be the other woman, I will. We need each other, Jeff. Don't try to tell me we don't. After today, after what we shared ... experienced ... together, don't even try to tell me you can live without me. Because I know I can't live without you."

  "I don't want to live without you,” he sobbed, and sank into Kurt's arms. He didn't try to quell the tears, just let them flow until there was nothing left. When he was exhausted, Kurt dried his eyes and kissed the last of the drops away.

  He glanced up into his eyes. “You'll be my other woman?"

  Chuckling, Kurt growled, “Hell yeah. I can play that role. You slip over here whenever you can for a quick fuck, and I'll bitch at you that it's not enough. I'll always want more than you can give me, remember that. But as long as I can have you part time, I'll take it."