“Hey.” A slender guy in tight jeans and shirt which showed off his awesome physique claimed a seat across from Marsh. “Do you happen to have any more of those?”
Marsh handed the guy a lit cigarette and frowned when he didn’t feel the urge he usually got when he met a guy like the one sitting across from him. He was everything Marsh usually went for. Naked or clothed he was gorgeous, and his eyes met Marsh’s standards, full of carnal knowledge. The way the guy observed Marsh, he wanted carnal knowledge of him.
“I’m Ray.”
“Marshall.”
To his surprise, Marsh rose to his feet. When had he ever chosen to leave a very capable man hanging? Hadn’t he been lamenting how much he needed to relieve some energy tonight? Except, the guy Marsh wanted to release is energy on was sweet-faced Perry.
“Have a good night, Ray.”
Before Ray could make a proposal which he would only have to tear down, Marsh marched back to the truck. He climbed in and tried to get comfortable again.
“You’re back.”
Marsh almost jumped out of his skin. He’d thought Perry was asleep. He stared back at the blue eyes focused on him.
“I needed a smoke.”
“You-you could have brought him back, you know. I-I wouldn’t have had a pro-problem waiting outside while you f-f-uck that guy.”
Jealousy translated very well, and Marsh identified it in Perry’s statement. Perry had been watching him as he talked to whatever the cigarette-beggar was called again. Marsh couldn’t remember his name.
Marsh turned to Perry so he was looking straight at the younger man. “I thought about it, but it seems my dick’s pointing only in one place tonight and that’s you, Perry. Now go back to sleep, and let’s not tempt the beast.”
Marshall settled back against his car seat to get some sleep when his erection decided it liked hearing Perry talk. There was something endearing and hot about the stuttering.
“Maybe I want to t-te-tempt the beast.”
A shiver ran down Marshall’s spine at the stuttered words. Did he dare hope that Perry meant he wanted him in his bed?
“Perry.” He swallowed hard before he spoke, choosing his words carefully. “You have no idea what you are inviting. Now go tuck your chubby ass back into the bed.”
He only said it to get Perry out of his face. He was at the end of his tether, and Perry’s offer was beginning to sound good, but how could he take advantage of the boy? He was probably only offering out of gratitude.
Perry inhaled so deeply he whistled. The sound was full of hurt at Marsh’s words, and he winced. Shit, I hurt his feelings. Now I’d feel compelled to go after him.
“Fuck.” Marsh made quick work of getting his massive bulk into the sleeper birth. He found Perry sitting on the bed, staring at his hands. “Perry, I shouldn’t have said that.”
He shrugged, glanced up at Marsh and smiled. “D-don’t worry. You’re not the first person to co-comment on my weight. I d-don’t blame you f-f-…” The words could not come, another sign of how upset he was.
Marsh walked over to Perry and cupped his soft round cheeks. “Hey, I only said that because I was trying to do the decent thing and not touch you. You’re tempting me here, Perry, and I needed something to distract me from how much I wanted to climb back here, spread your knees and find out how deep I can drive my cock inside you.”
This time when Perry gasped it was more out of shock and excitement rather than hurt. He sounded as though he couldn’t conceive Marsh wanting him much more the raw manner in which Marsh expressed his desire.
“You-you don’t have to pr-pretend to make me feel better.”
As far as Marsh was concerned there was only one way to get Perry to understand the desire he had for him. Cupping the back of Perry’s head, Marsh sifted his fingers through silken golden strands to tug Perry’s head back. A gasp slipped from Perry’s lips, but the tail of the sound was captured by Marsh’s mouth covering his.
Under ordinary circumstance, Marsh would have probably taken greater care, but a guy like Perry needed to know he was desired, and not in a mushy way either. By Perry’s moans and his hand fisting in Marsh’s shirt, what he needed was hot, fast, and hard. Marsh deepened the kiss, swirling his tongue into Perry’s mouth, eliciting the sexiest sounds he’d ever heard from a man. Perry hummed at the back of his throat, his free hand reaching behind Marsh to pull him closer.
“Once you stepped foot in that diner, I wanted you,” Marsh mumbled against his lips. He pressed his lips harder to Perry’s, demanding Perry surrender to him. “I wanted to turn you on your knees and squeeze that ass of yours.”
“Oh yes,” Perry moaned his agreement.
Marsh found the buttons at the front of Perry’s shirt and undid them. He stripped off the undershirt as well leaving Perry half-naked. Marsh ran his hands down Perry’s body, his hands smoothing down skin so soft he wanted to bury himself in the other man. His hands didn’t skim abs that formed six packs like Drew’s, but to his surprise, he enjoyed the way Perry felt against him.
“Take off your clothes,” Marsh instructed, stepping back. The sleeping quarters of the truck wasn’t designed for more than one person occupying it at a time, but he didn’t mind that he could feel Perry’s warm breath on his face.
While Perry’s hands shook as he removed his clothes, Marsh had his off in record timing.
“Oh God!” The sound exploded from Perry when Marsh stood before him naked. His cock jutted from his belly, seeking attention.
“You like what you see, huh?” Marsh teased him by rubbing his cock with his right hand, watching Perry’s eyes hungrily follow his movements.
“Spit on it.”
Perry did just that, his saliva running down Marsh’s cock, causing a slippery feel that made him groan. Marsh rubbed his cock but stopped when Perry’s hand found his own cock to rub as well.
“Suck me off.”
He didn’t need to tell Perry twice. The boy opened his mouth as Marsh drew closer. With one hand, he grasped the base of Marsh’s cock and settled his lips over the tip. Marsh closed his eyes briefly and sucked in a deep breath, just enjoying the feel of Perry’s oh-so-soft lips sliding down his shaft, taking as much of his cock.
Resisting the urge to fuck Perry’s face, Marsh allowed him to set the pace. He wasn’t disappointed in the least. Perry might look innocent, but he had a mouth on him that was perfect for good ole cock sucking. His lips gripped Marsh’s cock, changing in pressure from tight to lax. Every so often his tongue would rub against the sensitive underside before he tongued the slit dripping precum in his mouth.
“Oh fuck, you do that so good, Perry.” Marsh lightly stroked blond hair as he gave mini-thrusts while Perry continued torturing him. Marsh gripped the back of Perry’s head and worked his hips in circular motions while sliding his dick far down the back of Perry’s throat. Perry’s face went red, and he gasped, saliva dribbling down his chin when Marsh pulled out. In he thrust again, but this time he didn’t pull completely out. He fucked Perry’s face, sucking in shallow breaths through his teeth as all the feels snaked up his back. Holy fuck, he wanted Perry something awful. His cock was so hard it low-key ached as it throbbed.
“Enough. Sit on the bed.”
Perry’s ass barely hit the bed when Marsh knelt before him and grasped the younger man’s thick cock. Perry didn’t fare much better. His slit boasted a film of gooey white substance that Marsh dabbed with his finger. He brought the sticky liquid to Perry’s mouth and Perry latched onto his finger, his tongue swirling to lick away his precum.
With a groan, Marsh cupped Perry’s balls. He had huge balls Marsh could play with for hours. He caressed them, squeezing gently and settled his lips over Perry’s cock. The tangy taste of Perry’s precum hit his tongue.
“Shit!” Perry groaned, and his tummy quivered as he expelled a deep breath. “Marsh that feels so…” He trailed off into moans as Marsh sucked his dick, he
ad bobbing in Perry’s lap. Smoothing his hands up Perry’s thighs, Marsh dug his hands into Perry’s waist. Something was happening to happen. It should scare him the way he enjoyed Perry’s body, but he was only aroused by the soft skin he encountered.
Releasing Perry’s cock, he eased Perry back onto the edge of the bed. Leaning over Perry, he kissed the young man, the bed groaning under their weight combined. Perry felt so fucking good against him that Marsh couldn’t wait to be inside him. Perry gripped his ass and pulled impatiently at Marsh making his need known.
“Tell me you what you want,” Marsh growled at him, kissing Perry’s neck.
“I-I want you to f-fuck me,” Perry groaned, his hands landing on Marsh’s hips.
“Oh God, I want to fuck you!” Marsh groaned, his lips against Perry’s lips before trailing kisses over his chest. His lips latched onto Perry’s thick nipple and sucked on the bud which peaked in his mouth. Marsh stuck his fingers into Perry’s mouth then pulled out. He brought his hands down between them and found Perry’s hole pulsating with need. He licked across to Perry’s other nipple while stroking two fingers across the ribbed edges of Perry’s asshole. Dipping his middle finger inside Perry’s warm tight body, he twisted, pushing deeper.
“Oh fuck!” Perry grunted, his hips rising and falling to the thrusting of Marsh’s finger inside his body. Marsh added a second finger stretching Perry so he could comfortably fit inside him with minimal discomfort if any. He slowly stroked Perry’s nipple with his tongue before allowing his lips to slide up and down the peek to the same rhythm of his fingers.
“Boy, that’s a tight fuck hole on you,” Marsh groaned, impatient and afraid the sexy sounds Perry made was making would have him bust his nut before he was even an inch inside the boy’s body. He wasn’t being generous with his compliments either. He could see himself getting lost in Perry’s body.
“I want you,” Perry moaned. “Please. I can’t wait.”
That was exactly what Marsh wanted to hear. Bussing Perry’s lips, his gaze snagged Perry’s and a jolt shot through him. Perry’s big expressive blue eyes were steamy with need and seemed to look right into his soul. Perry bit his lower lip, and Marsh followed the movement. With a groan, he eased back and tried to remind himself this was just another casual fuck as he searched into the pocket of his jeans for his wallet. He came up with a condom and the small one-time use lube he always kept on him. He never wanted to pass on a nice piece of ass because he was fresh out of lube. For him, a condom was good as useless without the lube to go along with it.
“Hey, stop that,” he growled at Perry who was rubbing his dick.
“Sorry.” Perry’s face flushed, and he released his cock. “Hurry up, will you?”
Marsh couldn’t help grinning at the sweet-faced youth whose legs were already poised at the edge of the bed in eagerness.
“You want it bad, huh?” Marsh asked, saving them both from torture by rolling on the condom. He tore the packet of the lube open and squeezed it onto his hand. He applied it to his cock then brought his slick hand to rub between Perry’s crack to prepare him as well.
Wiping his hand onto the sheet he would have to change anyway, Marsh settled himself between Perry’s thighs and snagged his legs over his arms. Perry grabbed at the sheet in anticipation as Marsh rubbed the head of his cock over Perry’s hole.
“Please don’t t-t-tease me,” Perry begged on a moan, his hips chasing Marsh’s cock when Marsh pulled back.
“You got it, babe.”
Marsh never used endearments. Never. He glanced up at Perry’s face to find the youth smiling lazily at him, and damn if Marsh’s heart wasn’t flip-flopping all over his damn chest. He liked having put that smile there. He wouldn’t mind seeing it again and again.
Disturbed at the thought, Marsh pushed the head of his cock inside Perry’s tight rosebud. He could feel Perry’s belly contracting as he inched more of his cock inside and had to pause from fear of exploding.
“Holy fucking hell and balls!” Marsh swore at the tight hold Perry’s insides had on him. He panted, the effort it took not to thrust hard and fast into oblivion causing him to sweat.
Perry giggled. The boy actually giggled at Marsh’s curse. Anchoring Perry’s legs firmly, Marsh thrust as far as he could inside Perry. The giggle ended abruptly and turned into a moan. Perry’s face looked tortured, in a good way. Perry biting his plump bottom lip was so fucking sexy Marsh couldn’t look away from the younger man’s face as he pumped in and out of Perry, his strokes slow but deep.
“Oh maaaan,” Perry cried. “That’s so g-good.”
If he had thought about fucking a stuttering man before, Marsh would have thought his preference would be for the guy to be quiet. He oddly found Perry’s stutters even more of a turn on. It made him feel like he robbed Perry of speech. He grind deep inside Perry, his pelvis pressed to Perry’s. Leaning forward, he wrapped his arms around Perry’s neck, locking them into place. Perry kept his legs up, and as Marsh locked their lips, he brought his hips rocking down hard inside Perry’s body. Perry moaned into his mouth, hands roaming Marsh’s back.
When he could no longer contain his cries, Perry freed his lips, locking his legs around Marsh’s waist.
“Oh fuck, Perry.” Marsh fucked him hard, the softness of Perry’s belly jiggling a bit with each of his thrust. He didn’t know the difference between their bodies could be so exciting. His hardness pounding into Perry’s softness.
“Turn over.” He pulled out only long enough for Perry to flip onto his stomach. “Fuck.” With his hands under Perry’s hips, pulling him to his knees, he feasted his eyes on Perry’s plump ass, round, and soft. Unable to help himself, he leaned forward and pressed kisses his ass. He squeezed and pulled back before bringing his palm crashing down onto Perry’s cheeks. Perry’s body perked from the unexpected spanking, but he moaned.
“D-do it again.”
Perry didn’t need to ask twice. Marsh didn’t give a fuck if anyone walking by could hear their loud fucking. He was more interested in seeing the way his fingers left a red imprint on Perry’s ass, the way his cheeks moved with each slap.
Marsh pulled Perry’s legs down to the floor and parted them. A hand beneath Perry’s body, he pulled Perry up to his chest. Perry turned his head to meet Marsh’s kiss while reaching back to spread his cheeks for Marsh’s poking cock. Marsh sucked on Perry’s tongue while slowly filling his sweet spot. Perry released his cheeks which bounced around on Marsh’s cock. Bringing his hands up to Perry’s chest, he clamped his fingers around Perry’s thick nipples rolling the points with his fingers. Perry gripped his dick in hand and pumped to the rhythm of Marsh’s cock filling his ass.
Marsh released Perry’s lips and pressed his cock harder and faster inside Perry. The slap of Marsh’s pelvis against the jiggling of Perry’s generous ass filled the truck. Marsh’s breathing deepened, and he tightened his hold on Perry’s nipples.
“Oh fuck!” Perry groaned. “Don’t stop. Pl-please. I’m coming!”
But Marsh stopped to Perry’s sound of dismay. Marsh licked the shell of his ear. “I want to look at your face when you come all over yourself with me deep inside your ass.”
Perry shuddered against him, his legs shaking as he crawled onto the bed and positioned himself on his back once more. Resting his hands under Perry’s hips, Marsh pulled him so his ass inched a little over the bed. They were both already so close to the edge.
Perry hooked his legs under his arms and held them wide apart in the air. Marsh filled up Perry with one swift stroke, burying his cock deep inside. He hissed a breath at the sight of Perry’s edges clinging to his cock, sucking him inside. He watched the way Perry gaped when he pulled completely out then just as he began contracting, Marsh opened him up again with his cock. The fascination would never wear off in Marsh’s eyes, but he was coiled tighter than a spring. He could feel his body signaling him that he wouldn’t be able to last for much longer.
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bsp; Not wanting Perry to be left behind, Marsh grasped his lover’s cock and pumped with his hand to the same fast pace of his cock stroking inside Perry’s body.
“Fuck! Oh fuck!” Perry breathed over and over, raising his head to glance down at the sight of Marsh invading his body. His head fell back to the bed, his back slightly curved, his hands trembling as his breathing deepened. His stomach quivered, and his cock twitched in Marsh’s hand.
“Come for me, baby.” Fuck it, Marsh didn’t care that the endearment slipped out again. His hips moving in rapid strokes, he fed Perry his length over and over. Perry’s head tossed from side to side. A flush climbed up his neck and into his cheeks. Fascinated, Marsh almost missed his own climax, caught up as he was watching Perry’s eyes glaze over, tummy twitching and contracting.
“Uh oh God!” Perry came, splattering his juice over his stomach. Marsh was right there with him, buried deep inside Perry’s ass, his muscles bulging as he came. He felt the shiver from his climax slam hard into his gut and tingled all over his body making his toes curl.
Marsh exploded a deep breath and leaned forward to lazily kiss Perry. He shouldn’t have. He had released his tension and should have pulled out, discarded the condom and return to his seat. Instead, he kissed Perry slowly, teasing his lips with his tongue. Sexy purrs erupted from Perry as he sighed contentedly in Marsh’s mouth.
Marsh
“I’m squishing you,” Perry murmured, trying to make himself smaller by shuffling over, but there was no place else for him to go. Both men were lying in the bed, trying to get comfortable. Things had turned awkward pretty fast for them during cleanup. Marsh thought if the sex had been bad they would have been able to laugh it off, but the sex hadn’t been terrible. Maybe if the sex had been bad they could have laughed it off, but what was he to say? Great sex, I can’t wait to do it again? And seriously, Marsh couldn’t wait to have Perry beneath him again. He was already calculating how to make their trip back to Louisiana tomorrow stretch into another day.
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