by Natasha Kent
Matt immediately started sliding his cock in and out, getting my engines revved up again. He pulled my ass more into the air and I lay with my face on the bed. Matt stood up and started to squat-fuck me. “Ohhh, dammmm,” I moaned as he picked up speed and started fucking my ass really good. The angle that he was pile driving my ass had him again hitting my prostate. I was exhausted and just lay there while Matt banged some life back into my spent dick. He really started picking up speed and was trying to nail me from every angle.
With every insertion I felt like a depth charge was going off in my ass. After a few minutes of this sweet torture he got back down on his knees and, leaning back, started long-dicking me. “Awww fuck,” I kept saying, and grunting. His staying power was almost exhausting. After banging me that way for a while he pushed me down fully onto the bed and slid his legs on top of mine. He reached his hands up beneath mine and grabbed onto my shoulders, then he slowly hunched his dick up into me. “Unh…unh…unh” was all the sound I was making as he leaned in and kissed my neck and the top of my back. I could feel his strong chest writhing around on my back as he fucked me senseless. I just lay on the side of my face and he kept whispering my name over and over, telling me he was crazy about me.
Matt leaned back and raised one of my legs a bit, then slid his legs up towards my body. Now that was interesting! We were sort of like two letters “Y” hooked together at the “V”. Then he really started pounding it to me, the whole time rubbing my cock and my balls, then up to my chest and down again. He had me hard in seconds as he power drove his dick into me. This guy was just awesome. He hit places I didn’t even know existed. Each of us were grunting and groaning. Matt turned me a bit more and now both of my legs were in the air. He started deep dicking me again, then he’d drive himself all the way in, stop, and wriggle his cock around in my ass. Then he’d start that all over again, making me insane.
We were two guys hot in man-lust and he banged me senseless. He placed his hands on my chest and leaned onto me, just driving me nuts with his cock. I gripped onto my cock, which was hard as stone again, and started jacking myself off. He had fucked me so hard for so long that I was ready to blow my load any second. I could tell he was close as he picked up speed and kept throwing his head back. He kept grunting, “Martin,” over and over.
After a minute of jaking myself I could feel my load beginning to blow again. It wasn’t as big as before but I made another mess between us. Fuck, I was addicted to prostate orgasms! My ass really gripped around his big, hard dick and he started growling. As Matt power drove my ass he lay fully on my body and reaching beneath my back, grabbed onto my shoulders. Suddenly he hollered out “Fuck!”, then he pulled back and slammed back home “Oh, fuck!” He pulled back and drove his cock into me as he flooded my guts with his cum. I didn’t think he’d ever stop cumming. Finally I felt his back muscles relax and he was breathing like he’d swum ten miles. He went to pull off of me but I squeezed him tighter with my legs. “You’re not going anywhere,” I said. He laughed and dropped down onto my chest, still breathing heavily.
“How was that?” he panted.
I laughed a bit. “That was the most fuckin’ incredible experience.” I held him close to me. Gawd, there’s nothing like feeling a man laying on your body, chest against chest, with his cock in your ass. I started to slowly stroke and massage his back. He sighed. “I’m at a loss for words,” I said.
Matt looked up and said, “You don’t need to say anything,” and he kissed me. Still breathing hard he said, “I don’t wanna crush you,” and he moved to get off of me.
“Please. Stay where you’re at. I love this…feeling.” He smiled and laid back down on my chest. Slowly I could feel his cock deflating in my ass. After a few minutes of laying like that he rolled off of my body and I shivered at the sudden cool air. Matt rolled me over onto my side and spooned in behind me. I could feel his package at my ass but he wasn’t hard. I decided then and there that I had to have him in my life, and I’d do whatever I could to keep him there.
He slowly rubbed my chest. Both of us were completely spent. “I think I could love you, too,” he sighed.
“You think?” I said, busting his balls.
“Ok, you got me. I know I could love you. You absolutely have my heart, Martin,” he murmured.
“And you’ve got mine.” A tear rolled down over my nose. I was so happy…a little scared…but really, really happy. His arm still draped over my side. 'I feel so safe' was my last thought before I drifted off to sleep.
I slowly woke up the next morning in a bit of a fog. I was laying on my chest, which is the normal position for me to sleep in, as the fog slowly cleared from my brain. I didn’t have one of those moments that you read about where it took me a minute to figure it all out. I’d had such a good ass-pounding that how could I forget! Sometime during the wee hours of the morning Matt had ended up spooning against my side with his hand and arm on my back. I laid there and loved the feeling. We’d finally gotten what we both wanted. Granted, five weeks crushing on someone isn’t exactly what I’d had in mind when I thought of letting visitors onto my back porch. For the longest time I thought I’d meet some really awesome guy at church (yeah, right), we’d fall in love and I’d make him wait a lot longer before I gave myself to him.
Well fuck that! Don’t get me wrong I still don’t believe in hook-ups. I think they’re impersonal and a bit pathetic; and not exactly stable. I needed stability. I needed strength. We’ve all been put on this earth because it’s a wonderful place and we’re supposed to live life to it’s fullest. Well, I’d certainly gotten my fill last night! Seriously now, it may sound silly, but like I tried to tell y’all before, spending 24/7 with a person or people gives you a pretty good insight into their life and their personality. Of course who knows how they act in daily situations in their own reality…Oye vey Martin! Shut the fuck up!
Martin, I thought, and turned my head to look at Matt. He was nuzzled into my shoulder and I could only see the top of his head, his hair messy from sleep. I closed my eyes and sighed. Thank God I accepted the invitation to do this show. This is one of those moments you remember all you life. The light was coming in through our still-open curtains. The room had a pleasant smell and I could feel the soft sheets beneath my chest, arms and legs. I could feel his body heat keeping my side warm. Dammit, I just wanted to lay there forever.
I slid out from under Matt’s arm, sat on the edge of the bed and looked back at him. What a beautiful man. We slept only with the sheet on and it covered him only from the waist down. He’d rolled back a bit after I sat up but was still asleep. He was on his left side and his left arm was halfway under him, his right crossed in front of his chest squeezing his pecs together. Oh that delicious hair on his muscular bod. I never understand why guys shave their chests; body hair is so goddamn sexy. His face was just this side of puffy from sleep and he looked really peaceful. I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, then stood up. Matt’s arm reached out to where I’d been laying and felt around a bit. His eyebrows furrowed a bit in his sleep. I had a raging hardon from looking at him, remembering the night before and also having to piss so badly! I walked to the bathroom before I had to pole vault to it with my morning wood.
I got my first look at our bathroom. It was pretty nice but nothing extraordinary. After turning on the shower I relieved myself. Much better! Stepping into the shower I was glad for midget shampoo and conditioner. I hated starting my day without a shower. Once I had shampooed I grabbed the soap and started cleaning myself with it, the whole time thinking about our night together. I couldn’t help but chub up at the thought of that when I heard Matt shuffling into the bathroom. He took his leak, which seemed to last forever, and flushed the toilet.
“How’s it goin’ man?” I asked.
He opened the shower curtain and stood there trying to wake his brain. His dick was already awake – I guess he had morning wood too. Matt’s eyes were halfway open, eyebrows raised as he tried to wake himself. He lo
oked up and down my body, the water and soap glistening in the light.
“Hmmm,” he moaned sleepily.
I smiled at him. “What?”
“I’ve never seen you fully naked before. We’ve always been hidden.”
I was sort of embarrassed but just stood there. “Well, what’cha think?”
He started flipping his boner, “I don’t think this is going down any time soon.”
I laughed as he stepped in to join me. We held each other as the water ran down and between our bodies. Man, that’s one helluva way to get up in the morning. As we kissed he kept slipping his tongue in and out of my mouth, teasing mine to do the same. Then he’d start sucking on my tongue and I hardened to my full length. It felt fuckin’ incredible to have the warm water on my ass while our rock hard cocks rubbed against each other.
After a few minutes we broke our kiss. “Since you’ve already showered, wanna help me out?” he asked, handing me the soap. I just smiled my answer at him and started rubbing the soap on his shoulders and over his chest, back and forth, slowly down his belly and up one side. I held one of his arms out as I soaped his armpit, then started cleaning/massaging his muscular arm. I treated his other side the same. I knew it took work for him to achieve his physique, but fuck he had an awesome body. Muscular but not like a gym rat. I was also getting my first look at him naked in full light and wanted to take my time enjoying it. And enjoying it I was!
His cock pointed at me but I had other things in mind so I continued soaping down his pelvis and then down his leg, all the time rubbing both of my hands around his well toned and hairy legs. God, even his feet looked good. Needless to say, I had it bad. Moving over to his other foot I worked my way soaping up that leg and got to his cock. I was dying to swoop down on it but didn’t. Instead I started soaping up his balls nice and slow. I’d slide my slick hand across his balls to his asshole and soap it up too, back and forth. This had his head rolling on his rounded shoulders. “You’re killing me, Martin,” he chuckled.
I held onto his legs and turned him around. Still squatting, I started rubbing the muscular globes of his ass. I stood slowly as I soaped up his back, feeling his muscles beneath his skin. “I’m in awe of you,” I said.
He turned his head a bit. “You are, huh.”
I took the shower wand and started rinsing his body off, watching the soapy water roll off of his body and down the drain. “Put your head back,” I whispered. He did and I wet his hair down, grabbed the small bottle of shampoo and started rubbing it into his head. He moaned in his throat as my fingers worked their magic around his head. Once that was done I used the wand to rinse his hair. I hung it back on the wall and turned back to him.
Slowly I started kissing the back of his neck and slipped my hands between his arms and his sides, rubbing his pecs and belly while I kissed and licked his neck and back. I wedged my raging hard cock in his ass cheeks and he moaned again. Slowly I nibbled and kissed my way across and down his back. As I got closer to my goal I used my hands to push on his back. Obligingly, he bent down a bit at the waist and pushed his melon ass towards me.
Finally on my knees, the water cascading over us, I parted his cheeks and started flicking his asshole with the tip of my tongue. Just one flick every few seconds. What a tease! After a minute or so of this I starting lapping at his freshly showered ass with my whole tongue, licking up his ass trench over and over like a lollipop. That got him moaning. The whole time I was licking him I massaged his hips and his ass, his incredible, muscular ass, and the tops of his thighs. Every once in a while I’d slip my hand between his legs and rub his balls. He was really getting into it and his hips started thrusting in time to me licking.
I stopped his hips with my hands, spread his ass as wide as I could and just stuck my tongue straight into his hole. “Aww fuck!” he growled as I slowly started to tongue fuck him. My own cock was rock hard and undoubtedly leaking like a broken pipe, but with the warm shower water rolling down over us it was hard to tell. Not that I was looking! My eyes were closed as I licked, sucked and chewed on him. I reached around and started jacking his cock as I buried my face in his crack. This time I was done teasing; I latched onto that bad boy and made love to his ass with my mouth as he started bucking into my hand. “Christ, Martin…unhhh…you’re gonna….” I sat back and looked at Matt’s ass. What an ass!
I started to lean in to eat him out again when he said, “Martin…I want you.” I looked up at him with raised eyebrows. He looked down at me between his arm and side. “In me,” he said. “I want you inside of me.”
I stood him up and turned him around to face me. Holding his face in my hands I leaned in to kiss him. God it felt great to have his mouth on mine, our goatees grinding against each other, man-body to man-body, cock against cock. We sucked on each others’ tongues for a minute or two, then I pulled back and looked around the shower. I was not in the mood to run out into the room for lube. My eyes spotted the little bottle of shampoo. No more tears! I grabbed it and turned back around to Matt. I should wake up to this every morning. Leaning in I latched on to his nipple and tongued it and chewed on it with my lips. Then I moved across his chest to the other one, all the while slowly jacking his meat. What a slab of meat that was! Is! Criminy! I couldn’t wait any longer.
Looking Matt in the eyes I said two words: “Only you.” His eyes flickered wider for a split second as he broke out into one of his awesome smiles. He turned around to face the shower wall and braced himself a bit.
“I assume you know to go slow,” he chuckled a bit.
“Mmm hmm” and I was now eye level with his ass. Shielding the water from my hands a bit I soaped up my middle finger and brought it up to his asshole. I slowly rubbed it around the entrance to his hole. “Just relax. It’ll be ok.” After a minute or two of this I slipped my finger in up to the middle knuckle and slowly pulled it back out to the fingertip. I didn’t get a huge reaction from Matt so I proceeded to slowly finger fuck him. His hot ass was like a vice gripping my finger and I pushed it all the way in. At that he tilted his head back and moaned, “fuck.” I smiled and slid my finger in and out, over and over, twisting my hand as my digit penetrated him.
I soaped up a second finger and then slid them both in. “Ahhhhh,” was all that came from Matt.
“You okay, man?” I asked.
He nodded his head fast but said nothing so I started giving it to him with both fingers, again twisting and turning my hand around. This seemed to really drive him nuts as he’d push himself back onto my fingers. Reaching around I started jacking him again. With both of my fingers all the way in I was able to locate his prostate and locked onto it, rubbing it over and over, round and round.
“Oh my God!” he groaned. “Shit!” I grinned to myself and just kept jacking him and rubbing his golden kernel. “Martin….just…just do it. Do it now,” he moaned. “You’re fuckin’ killing me."
I released his dick and slowly slid my fingers out of his ass. I stood up and wrapped my arms around his body, lodging the length of my cock against his ass. I kissed his neck and whispered “Matt, I love you,” into his ear. Shit. I’d said it. Had I said it before? I may have said it last night but at that moment I hadn’t a clue. Matt smiled and twisted his head back for a kiss.
“Then shut up and fuckin’ give it to me.”
I smiled and grabbed the shampoo bottle again. Gettin’ low, I thought, as I poured some into my hand and soaped up my cock. Matt leaned back over and again braced his hands against the wall. I turned the shower head away from us a bit and then started sliding my cock head up and down his ass crack, wiggling it whenever I’d pass over his man hole. He kept moaning as I teased him with my head. Finally, I couldn’t wait any longer. I put the head of my cock at the entrance of his body and pushed a little bit. “Mmm!” was all I heard from Matt as my pulsing head breached his ass. We were both breathing hard.
“You okay babe?” I asked.
“Yeah, just…gimme a minute.”
I rubbed his back and kissed and licked his shoulders, the whole time whispering how I’d felt about him. I could feel his back muscles tense up and then he pushed his ass back onto me a bit. I took the hint and slide and inch or two into him, then back out until just the tip of my cock was clenched by his sphincter. I pushed those couple of inches back into him while massaging his shoulders.
“Fuck!”
I stopped. “You sure you’re okay?”
“Yes, dammit, I’m fine,” he chuckled. “Don’t stop, man!”
Okay! I proceeded to fuck him with the first few inches of my granite hard dick. Over and over I gave it to him, then I started giving him more of what he wanted. His head rolled around on his neck when I was finally buried myself to the hilt. I’d never felt anything so goddamned tight in my life. His ass was tight and hot and I had to just wait a moment, not only for him but for me as well. I kissed his neck and licked his shoulders. He turned his head a bit and I nibbled on his ears. He smiled and giggled a bit as I flicked my tongue in and around his ear.
“Quit teasing me and just…fuck me, Martin!” he groaned.
I slipped my hands between his arms and sides and rubbed his pecs as I slid my dick out of his ass to the tip. “Yesssss!” he hissed. My hands roamed all over his chest and stomach as I started a nice fuck rhythm into his ass. “Huh-huh man!” and he dropped his chin to his chest.