New Erotic Fiction at Gaystoryman

All Lubed Up is a new short story I have just posted at my fiction blog on my Gaystoryman Blog. It is a relationship story as well as how sensual using lubricant can be, if you let it. I mean seriously, sex is a damn site more than sticking your dick up some ass, or taking one up your ass.

I mean, it seems that most have this concept that sex is just about a few hard pumps, spurting some cum, then rolling over to collect your breath. Sex is a damn site more than that, and unlike the stupid videos, there is more to it than just rolling a condom onto the shaft, and ramming it up a person’s ass.

Come read ‘All Lubed Up‘ and see what I mean.

Scott’s Secret – 14

Chapter 14

It took him several minutes to catch his breath and to even begin to feel his legs and arms. Scott could feel the dried cum inside his groin, as his breathe returned to a normal state. His heart was still pounding but was gradually returning to a sane level. His eyes were misted over but gradually he could see the room taking a more definite shape.

Mike managed to sink down to the floor, his body now resting next to Scott’s spent one. It was unreal, how his whole body felt like it had been through a heavy weight title bout that was a draw after 15 rounds. He could barely move, his muscles were so tired and spent. Yet despite it all he had this deep urge to go another 15 rounds. He looked over at Scott, and saw the sweat cooling on the forehead. The chest still heaving a bit with each breathe.

Scott saw Mike staring at him, and he smiled. As he did he felt a slight twinge inside his chest, and the slowing heart seemed to suddenly change gears once again. The battle was not over, and his whole body trembled with that realization.

“Welcome to our home Mike..”

“Hehe.. well Scott you do have an interesting way of making a person feel at home.. hehe..   God I ache…”

“You ache?…. ha… I’d offer you a drink but I doubt if I could crawl over to the table let alone pour it out…”

“Don’t need a drink…. hehe  but thanks anyway…”

“I don’t either… good thing I don’t smoke either.. i’d go through a pack after that little tussle…hehe”

“Only a pack? Hmm… must be getting old…”

“Bitch…”

“At times…. man I need a rest… I’d get up on the bed but I don’t think I have the strength right now.”

“Well… gee talk about being old….hehe   but yeah I feel that way too…”

Mike sat there, his hand clasping the still moist hand of Scott. His thoughts were on the amazing turn of events, that had brought him to this point. Life hadn’t been easy, and here, a strange encounter in a gay bar has brought him to a point in his life that he never imagined would occur.

He felt very satisfied, very fulfilled. There was lots of doubts still, lots of concerns about how he was going to manage amongst all this opulence, that seemed to surround Scott, but he felt like he could surmount it. Thoughts of waking up each morning to Scott had an exhilerating effect on him. He had a wide grin on his face as he squeezed Scott’s hand.

It was strange, for so many years he had thought of just such a love affair, nevr actually believing that it would ever happen. Now, here he was, laying ona floor that alone was worth more than he would make this year at his job. Funny, but it didn’t impress him as much as the slender figure next to him did. He could see the way his hair hung over one eye, still damp from the sweat. The way the eyes would every other second glance furtively over at him. This was definately a love affair he could spend the rest of his life in.

As thoughts of his completeness enveloped him, he could also feel that all too familiar stirring of his loins. After their passionate entrance to the room, he doubted if he’d be able to even think of more physical activity, but the way the sun shone into the room, the way it highlighted Scott’s body, was too much for him. His heart still hadn’t quite managed to calm itself down, it was like it was merely idling at a higher rev, waiting for the pedal to force it back into overdrive.

It was strange, the way his body seemed to control him more and more as he was with Scott. Sure he had other’s before, some of them actually very talented in the sex departmen, maybe even more so than Scott. Yet none of them made his body ache so much for more. None of them had ever really made him fell so satisfied and yet so desireous of needing more so quickly.

In the short time that he had known Scott, Mike had been stunned by the intensity of their passion. He felt like every time he looked at Scott, that he had this insane urge to just grab him and take him to bed. Sort of like a person’s fascination with fire, the desire to reach out into the white hot center, always trying to get to it, not quite getting there. Strange, but he knew that he wanted Scott, not later, not just tonight or tomorrow, but now and for every second of his life.

Mike turned his head towards Scott, and found himself staring right into the deep liquid blue pools of Scott’s eyes. He saw a sparkle that was more like the flames of a raging fire. A wide smile broke out on the face before him, but all he could see was the urgent pleading inside those deep pools of burning embers that was Scott’s eyes.

As he raised his other hand up from his side, he found Scott lifting himself up slowly, pulling him with him. Together they rose up off the floor and embraced. The touch of Scott’s lips to his own made his heart race forward, no longer idling.

Mike’s mouth opened slightly under the pressure of Scott’s lips. He felt the wet warmth of Scott’s tongue as it gently pushed forward, its tip now resting against his own tongue. They moved together, their arms wrapped around each other, their heads off to one side, as they kissed deeply of each other.

Mike could feel the pounding of Scott’s heart against his chest, which made his own heart skip first one beat, then start to beat faster, in temp with the beat of Scott’s heart. It was an unreal sensation, he could feel the tremble inside Scott’s body as their two hearts now beat in one steady beat, hardly a trace of difference between them. Both hearts now sychronized together as their bodies were entwined together next to the wide bed. The sun playing its own dance around them, bathing them in its golden rays, adding its warmth to that of their own boiling blood.

Time had stopped once more, and somehow they found themselves stretched out on the large over sized bed. Their naked bodies were no longer cool, tiny beads of sweat dotted them both. Their hearts now rang out loudly in the still of the room, urging them both onwards.

Mike couldn’t believe the amazing feeling of warmth that ran through his entire body. Every now and then he could feel himself trembling under Scott’s touch, then he would feel an answering shudder racing through Scott’s own body.

His penis was fully erect again, pressing urgently against Scott’s scrotum. He could even feel the tiny little wiry hairs that covered them, and he could feel the heat glowing from Scott’s own aroused penis that was wedged upwards and against their two bellies.

Scott could feel his desire for more of Mike growing. His whole body was once more awakened, and he could feel the ache not only in his groin but in his buttocks. His whole body seemed to be demanding more of the older man beside him. He breathed deeply, taking in that strange scent that was Mike. With each breathe he felt his wedged cock wiggle between the pressed flesh. The ache in his loins only grew with each intake of that wonderful man scent that he associated with Mike.

Mike pushed up against the lanky body, feeling the constant jerking motion of Scott’s penis. Each move against his skin made him groan now, and his desire took control over all other thoughts. He used his added weight to push hard now, laying Scott flat out on the bed. His own body now covered Scott’s and the bed gave a slight creak as it took both of their weight in one spot.

He could feel Scott take a deep breath, and feel the long muscular legs spread apart under his weight. His own legs rested firmly against the hot inner legs, sweat joining them together briefly, like glue. They remained locked in a passionate kiss but Mike could feel his desire for more welling up inside his entire body. His blood was starting to race, and he knew that Scott was also eagerly awaiting more.

With a final soft kiss on Scott’s lips, Mike raised his face and pulled himself down the slender  body. His mouth gently brushing across the firm chin, tasting the salty sweat forming around the small little cleft. He could feel the tiny stubble of blonde hairs staring to grow and it only seemed to make him hotter.

He briefly opened his eyes to stare down at Scott. He saw the long eye lashes, barely visible in the sunlight. The soft flutter of eye lids that covered up the most wonderful shade of blue he had ever seen made his heart quiver, then his whole body shook in response. Scott seemed to sense it and suddenly Mike was staring into those gorgeous blue eyes.

The shimmering blue seemed to draw him into the inner depths of Scott. He could see raging rivers of blue, deep purples and a warm orange glow. He saw Scott’s love for him and with his face locked onto Scott’s, he could feel his legs pressing Scott’s legs.

He was forcing them wider, letting his crotch sink down even further so that his fully erect throbbing penis now rested under Scott’s own dangling full balls.

Mike brought his knees up and raised himself off the now sweat covered body. His eyes still held captive by the shimmering blue of Scott’s soul. At the back of his mind he could feel himself moving, he could feel his hands gently moving down the taut body of Scott. The hands felt every sinew, every muscle as they traveled slowly down the frame. He could feel the blood rushing along, the tiny blonde hairs giving way to his light touch.

His heart was beating frantically as his hands reached the thin waist. Scott’s legs were no longer sticking straight down the bed. He had them raised up and Mike’s elbow’s rested firmly against them as his heart was still being held captive by the deep penetrating blue eyes.

A strange warmth seemed to be growing deep inside his body. Each movement of his body or of Scott’s only seemed to make the warmth grow and expand inside him. His hands now gently rubbed the warm flesh inside the legs, feeling them shake under his touch.

He could feel his hands sliding under the legs, feeling the softness of Scott’s buttocks, then travelling slowly up the underside of his legs, feeling the tiny hairs now sticking upright, as if they were tiny sensors eager to feel his touch. Mike could feel the body beneath him quiver under his touch, the way it shuddered as his hands slowly moved across the body.

With a mind of their own, the hands stopped their gentle traverse along the underside of Scott’s legs, the hands now firmly gripped the taut muscles, just above the knees, and then they started to push upwards, as if signalling the legs to raise themselves up.

It was as if both bodies were under one guide. As Mike’s hands pushed forward and up, Scott’s legs started to raise themselves up, bringing his feet up off the silky smoothness of the bed. His body started to settle itself, his hips trying to rest on the bed. Scott’s breathing started to slow down, taking long deep breathes as if trying to store up on the oxygen.

As his legs slowly rose up off the bed, he could feel his legs spreading outwards as well. Scott let out a small murmer as he felt the legs slide up and over Mike’s broad shoulders. The touch of the skin sent a tiny tremor through his body and his motion forced his buttocks up and into the air, no longer letting the quivering cheeks rest on the bed.

Mike’s eyes seemed to open even wider as his groin rested on Scott’s. He still saw the deep blue but was watching it change color. No longer the deep penetrating blue, it was slowly changing color to a burning orange and as the color became more vibrant, his heart started to beat faster and his breathing started to quicken.

His throbbing penis now rested firmly in the middle of two quivering orbs of burning flesh. He could feel the heat along the sides of his own aching penis and now he could feel the heat penetrating from the glowing eyes before him. His heart was still pushing to go faster, his ribs ached now from the strain of the pounding heart.

Mike raised his buttocks upwards slightly, his arms turning from burning flesh to two solid pieces of granite. His throbbing penis no longer moved along the warm track of Scott’s anus, it was now poised above a quivering pink opening, that was Scott’s gateway to his insides.

Mike stared down, his eyes taking it all in. He could see the pursed lips, moist with a slight tremble to them. He could see the firmness of Scotts jaw as it was clenched and the way his cheeks seemed rather leaning inwards. It was the eyes though that sent a deep tremor flowing through his whole body. He could see the fiery orange now, all around each pupil. The center was an amazing shade of white, tinged with a light blue and his eyes locked onto them, he could feel his heart reach a feverish pitch inside his chest. His whole body shook once, then twice and then he felt a sudden flash of heat as his hips pushed down.

His throbbing penis slid down, slicing into the pink hole that quivered below it. There was a brief stop,  that was a millisecond before the huge quaking penis was once more pushing down. It had entered the warm silky insides of Scott’s body and he could feel a sudden tightness wrap itself around his pole as it went down and in.

He saw the bluish white of Scott’s eye suddenly explode across his face. They expanded as his throbbing man meat made its way inside the warm tunnel of Scott’s body. His last picture was of an expanding mass of white blue as he closed his eyes to see the image float across his brain. His body shook, shuddered without control as he felt a deep sense of love inside every part of his body. His mind no longer could distinguish between his own breathing, and that of Scott.

Down his hips went, forcing his cock deeper and deeper within Scott. He could feel the muscles wrapping themselves around his throbbing penis, feel them tighten in desperate effort to hold onto the pulsating pole as it searched for the secret to Scott’s being.

His arms flexed under the strain of emotions. His own legs were now stretched straight backwards, like two solid planks of lumber. His toes arched backwards against the bed frame, trying to dig into the wooden frame.

The motion stopped, his groin now rested firmly between the spread buttocks. He could feel his balls resting upwards against the burning flesh of Scott’s cheeks, his own pubic hair was mingled with the tiny soft blonde hairs of Scott’s anus. The penetrating motion had ended, but the two bodies now shook together in unison. It was as if they both realized the special moment at once.

The shaking of their bodies was so intense that both of them could feel Mike’s penis jerking inside Scott’s rectum. It was bouncing against the strong side muscles inside Scott’s velvet love tunnel and both of them sighed deeply with the feeling.

Before they could even recover from the shaking their bodies took control. It was as if a button had been pushed by the head of the implanted penis. Mike’s body started to rise upwards and Scott’s seemed to pull away then in a second the process was reversed with a force that neither had ever experienced before.

Together these two opposites came crashing into each other. The sound of sweaty flesh reverberated throughout the golden bathed room. It roared in each of their ears like the rumble of a distant train roaring through the night.

Again the two bodies seemed to try to separate, only to once again be pulled back together. Each time the sound bounced through the room. Faster and faster now, their two bodies seemed to move. The sound of slapping flesh no longer distinguishable from the wild groans and moans coming from their mouths.

The room was spinning for Scott. Each time he dared to open his eyes he saw shaking images of two bodies moving in a haze of yellow. His ears ached from the booming of two hearts pounding at sonic speed. When he would close his eyes, flashes of white and purple soared across his vision.

Mike tried to open his eyes and each time he managed to pry his lids apart, he saw pulses of blue, white, orange, yellow, purple that blurred his site. There was nothing in front of him but a deep shimmering pool and he saw himself floating peacefully in the center of the wide expanse of deep blue.

The two bodies continued their strange dance of first pulling apart, then eagerly racing forwards to join together once more, each time harder and faster than before.

He felt like his whole body was a massive tremor. His head was lowered, as he had no strength lift to keep it up, sweat from his forehead dripping constantly now off him onto the thrashing body beneath him. His arms were shaking, their solid strength of minutes earlier ebbing faster than water leaving a breached levy.

Scott’s body shuddered like an ocean liner hitting a hidden reef. Each penetrating push of Mike’s penis made him thrash about, his arms stretched out hitting the solid mattress, making the bed jump. He was tossing his head back and forth and his legs no longer rested easily on his own body. They ached from the strain of being held up in the air but they refused to lower themselves.

He could feel the steady beat of Mike’s balls against his cheeks, the way they would strike him, at different times, as Mike’s penis dug itself deeper with each thrust. His own penis jerked up and down, as if trying to lodge itself into Mike’s abdomen.

Everything was a blur for Scott, as his body continued to thrash around under Mike’s onslaught. His legs no longer had any feeling in them, his arms were like lead weights and his body trembled with each drop of sweat that dripped onto it from the figure above. His heart was pounding so hard that any second it would burst free of the quaking rib cage that held it in place.

Mike had lost all feeling in his arms. His body was slowly sinking down as his hips moved downwards once more time. Now they would cement themselves to the upraised cheeks, then they would sway from side to side, sending the throbbing penis this way, then that. It was constant now, his balls ached as they struck the firm wet cheeks. His own cheeks now seemed to clench themselves together, as if adding to the downward force of each plunge.

With a loud shrill animal like yell, Scott felt his burning penis jerk upwards and his balls sling themselves upwards. Before his yell had left his mouth, he felt his body buck upwards and his legs twitch. The blood in his body seemed to suddenly stop its mad dash to and fro and instead was now all racing forward to the jerking penis.

As the last shriek of his yell echoed in the room, his whole body shook again and again and a hot steamy stream of sticky white came flooding out of his cock. He could feel the hot splatters strike Mike’s lower belly and then bounce onto his own belly.

Splashes of the hot cream hit Mike’s upper chest and even a few managed to force their way through the sweating flesh to splatter across his face. The sensation of feeling the hot gobs strike his body drove Mike’s own body into a frenzy of pushing, pulling. His hips were no longer visible, they turned into a blur of passion as his body crashed hard into Scott’s.

His penis was shoving aside all opposition and struck hard against the buried muscles inside of Scott. The touch of the deep inside muscles made the cock quake and jerk to and fro. His penis throbbed deeply inside, feeling every inch of the velvet love tunnel. The softness was now wrapping itself harder around the pulsing penis, as if to hold on to the massive pole. Every muscle inside seemed to be constricting, in an attempt to squeeze the long thick pole that was buried inside.

Mike’s body suddenly stopped it outwards pull and this time, didn’t come crashing back down. The downward plunge was held, the huge cock was no longer buried deep, only the throbbing cock head inside the warm insides of Scott.

For a brief second, both of them lay there, no thrashing about, no spasms of uncontrollable shakes. Time stood perfectly still, Mike’s hips raised upwards, poised and ready, sweat dripping off them onto the suddely unmoving body of Scott.

There was total stillness and quiet in the room, the only sound was of to heavily breathing men, and the soft sound of dripping sweat. Both pairs of eyes suddenly were able to open, to stare into each other.

Mike could see the dark blue pools of Scott’s eyes. He saw the warmth, the compassion, the need, the hunger inside those eyes. His heart no longer was racing like an overheated jet engine, it just stopped in mid beat.

Scott looked up to see a deep expanse of love beating down onto him. His body felt like it was wrapped in a warm woolen cloak of passion and desire. His heart stopped its frantic beating, feeling the unbelievable warmth that surrounded him.

Their eyes remained open, huge bolts of pure love seemed to be passing between them and they watched together as Mike’s hips slowly started to push back downwards. They watched as Scott’s buttocks started to once more raise itself back up to meet Mike’s downward push.

Together they saw their two bodies draw slowly together one more time. They saw the slow motion of the throbbing cock shaft slide inside the warm silky tunnel. Inch by inch they watched Scott’s buttocks swallow the burning pole of Mike’s penis.

Ever so slowly their eyes saw the huge throbbing penis being engulfed by the quivering flesh of Scott’s cheeks. The balls now slowly coming into view, thier fullness evident as they swayed with their movement towards the hot flesh of Scott.

Closer and closer they came, swaying in the motion. Their egg shapes testicles showing in the tight darkness of the flesh, tiny dark hairs wound around the stubbly sac. Slowly they advanced towards the now quivering flesh of Scott’s buttocks and as the hairs touched the hot flesh, Mike’s body shuddered.

Still onwards they came, the tiny hairs now being pressed up into the cheeks, the heat from the two orbs now mingled with that of flesh and this time, both bodies started to tremble. As the two balls collided gently with the shaking cheeks, Mike let out a low rumbling groan.

His arms were buckling under him. His legs now started to bounce up and down against the bed in an uncontrollable spasm. Scott’s arms wrapped themselves around the upper torso of Mike. His legs quivered against Mike’s shoulders and his groin seemed to suddenly explode. He could feel his whole body aching, desperate for Mike’s release inside him.

It was the gentle touch of his balls against the flaming hot ass cheeks, the sudden strong grasp of his body by Scott’s arms, and his own urgent needs that tipped the balance. His penis gently prodded something deep inside the warm stretched love tunnel, and as it did, it sent a strong rolling tremor through his whole body. The touch of his balls against the flesh of Scott added another tremor to the one coming from his penis. The pressure of Scott’s arms sent a third tremor racing through the quake wracked body.

All three tremors raced through his body, his blood boiling with desire, and they all reached his inner core at the same time, exploding deep inside his soul. Mike’s whole body shook, shuddered and his balls emptied their full load.

Streams of hot man milk went pouring out and along the throbbing route of escape. His penis seemed to suddenly grow even larger inside the stretched canal. His cock head jerked constantly as the steamy sticky cum rushed forwards towards it.

Scott’s cheeks clenched even tighter around the thick throbbing pole buried inside, squeezing it, forcing the hot liquid forward even faster. He held his breath as he felt the thick vein under the cock shaft pulsing all along inside his body.

Mike was falling down, his whole body weight crashing hard into the sweating body beneath him and as his torso touched the cum soaked chest of his lover, his own throbbing cock started to unload its precious cargo of man milk.

A steady stream came flowing out deep inside of Scott’s hot insides. The pressure sent the warm liquid deeper than ever before, flooding the narrowed cavern of Scott’s love tunnel. The huge flood of milk went as far as it could go, before the pressure of its release eased, allowing it to flow backwards from whence it came.

The sticky white river of cum washed backwards now, engulfing the still jerking cock head, cooling it a little as it covered it with its thickness. The white wall of love juice came flooding backwards, coating and sticking to the throbbing pole, its force even pushing the cock backwards a bit.

Like an endless roll of breakers coming in off the wide expanse of the pacific ocean, the cum flowed backwards through Scott’s love hole, covering everything in its path, still being fed with new energy from the completely covered cock head.

The two bodies continued to quiver, the limbs of both men still jerking to the intense waves of tremors flowing between the two bodies. Scott’s legs no longer rested high up on Mike’s shoulder’s. They lay barely off the bed, spread wide as possible and then some as his body jerked with each pulse of Mike’s buried penis.

Mike’s body no longer was raised high up over Scott. It lay flopping on top of the sweat soaked body, shaking with each spasm of his own penis buried hard and deep inside the now rapidly filling anus.

He could feel the wave of cum coating his cock, his thick throbbing pole slowly stopping its wild gyrations inside. His balls still pushed up hard against the shaking cheeks.

With a weak groan and final spasm of his groin, the last of his man milk came out of his cock head. As it joined the ocean of milk already there, the first wave reached the opening of Scott’s anus and came tumbling out, coating the shaking balls and dark pubic hairs that surrounded the opening.

It was complete now. Mike lay there, once more unable to move his limbs or any part of his body. His mind was numb from all of the wonderful sensations that were still flashing through it.

Scott had stopped his wild thrashing and moans. He had no energy left in his entire body as his heart was still pounding, shutting out all other sounds. An occasional twitch would send him writhering on the bed with joy. His arms lay down, barely around the still heaving body of Mike. His fingers twitching uncontrollably on the backside of the sweating back.

Scott’s Secret – 13

Chapter 13

Mike felt like he was floating on a white cloud. His feet barely felt the plush carpet that covered the spacious living room as he followed Scott out of the room. He knew that they were heading to begin their new life in the proper place. His heart was singing and he could hear the distant roar of the music in his ears. This was totally unlike any feeling that he could ever put into words as he followed his younger partner up the winding staircase.

The door led them to a spacious room, lit by the afternoon’s sunlight. He walked in past the door to stare at a room almost as large as the living room, a huge four poster bed dominated the room.  Sheer lace curtains hung from each post, gathered in at the bottom and the bed itself was placed on top of a large circular deep plush white carpet. The rest of the room was a deep dark brown wooden floor expertly polished to shine in the sunlight.

Mike felt his breath leave his body as his eyes took in the amazing bedroom. He saw two large chairs with a small table next to the bed, a fancy silver tray dead center with a large crystal decanter and two glasses on it. He knew that it contained some liquor, but it wasn’t as important as he surveyed the rest of the room. The walls were lined with shimmering images of himself and Scott,as they were all mirrored walls.

One wall was covered in a sheer curtain and sunshine glowed from behind. He could tell it led outside to a wide open patio. This wasn’t a bedroom, it was whole apartment in itself.  He stumbled inside but Scott’s hand gripped his firmly, and he was saved from falling face forward onto the hardwood floor.

Scott stopped their trek into the bedroom by the bed. The canopy blowing softly in a gentle breeze and the curtains swayed to the same breeze. He turned to face Mike and his eyes searched deep into Mike’s. He could see the amazement, but through all that, he still saw the deep love that he wanted to have.

Carefully, he unbuttoned the very last button on his opened shirt, and with his eyes firmly fixed to Mikes, he carefully removed the shirt, sliding it slowly off his shoulders, then down his arms, outstretched backwards, pushing his naked chest forward.

Scott could see Mike’s reaction as he noticed his eyes fixed to the unfolding scene. The slight lick of his lips by his tongue, told Scott that Mike was becoming mesmerized by his slow deliberate movements.

The shirt lay on the floor, around Scott’s feet. He hitched one leg up towards the other, and pulled back, forcing his shoe to fall off and with a deft kick, the shoe went off to the side. He then did it once more, removing the other shoe in the same manner.

With his eyes still carefully fixed on Mike’s face, he bent down, his face still looking up now into the glazed over eyes. He lifted his foot, removing his grey socks and tossing them aside. Scott watched as Mike’s eyes followed every single movement, and he could feel his own heart starting to race with the excitement.

He stood back up, straight and tall, his naked torso glistening a golden hue in the backdrop of the afternoon sun. His mouth felt dry, and his lips cracked and carefully, his face full center of Mikes, he pushed his tongue slighlty out and licked his lips. He moved his tongue slowly across the bottom lip, going from corner to corner, then he repeated the process with his upper lip, his mouth slightly opened, the bare tips of his white teeth showing.

A soft moan left mikes mouth as he stared at the unbelievable scene unfolding. His hands rested by his side and he knew that what was coming was only a beginning. He clenched his fists, digging his nails into the palms of his hands in an effort to try and keep in control over the racing hormones inside him.

Scott could see the struggle and he smiled. This was special, and after he managed to moisten his lips, he slowly brought his hands up to his chest, one hand resting on each pec, waiting for Mike’s eyes to turn their attention to them.

Slowly Mike was able to tear his eyes from Scott’s moistened lips and they travelled down towards the resting hands. Mike licked his own lips, now seeing the way Scott’s fingers were carefully spaced, two pink erect nipples poking between the spaced fingers. He could feel his body tremble at the sight and another soft moan escaped from his mouth.

Scott noticed the change, and as the eyes focused onto his chest, he slowly brought his fingers together, gently squeezing both of his nipples in his own hands. Then carefully he brought the hands down, ever so slowly down his body towards his stomach. His hands met around his belly and he pushed inwards a bit, seeing Mike sway a little, then he continued the slow journey downwards towards his pants.

His fingers now rested on the still undone pants. He carefully ran his hands along the waistband, digging his fingers inside, showing ever so slowly the waistband of his underwear. Finally, after a slow travers of his waist, his hands were back to his front, and without moving his eyes from Mike’s face, he started to slowly spread open his jeans, forcing the zipper downwards, exposing more and more of his underwear to Mike’s ever widening eyes.

It wasn’t as if Mike hadn’t seen Scott naked, or that he had watched him strip naked for him before either, both had down it several times back in Atlanta, but somehow, this was special. He couldn’t believe the way the slightest motion of Scott’s hands would make his heart skip a beat or race forward in a small frenzy.

With his pants now open at his crotch, he moved his hands around to his hips and gripped the waistband. Scott took a deep breath, and then he slowly started to push the pants down.

First he started them downwards, pushing them down his hips, showing a pair of white satin jockey shorts. His own blond legs, the bleach blond hairs shimmering in the rays of sunlight, showed clearly and he could see mike take a deep breath as his skin was revealed.

Down the pants slid, guided slowly by his hands. He took his time and he had to bend slightly as they slid past his knees and down to the wooden floor. Carefully he stepped out of them, one leg at a time, and now he stood back up. His body clothed only by his satin white jockey shorts. His penis clearly showing its fullness and its desire to be free of them.

Scott stood there, his hands at his side as he let Mike take it all in. He could feel Mikes’ dark eyes travelling all along his body, taking his chest in, seeing the blond hairs twirled around his cleavage, the way his tuft of hair disappeared into the top of the satin shorts. Scott could sense the way mike’s heart skipped a beat as his eyes lingered over the full package, barely being held in check by those shorts.

As the minutes ticked by, Scott could feel his own penis straining. He could feel his own heart skipping a few beats and he could also feel a strong sense of love and warmth in the air. Finally he knew it was time and he reached out towards Mike, willing him to walk up to him.

They stood barely apart now. Mike had his shirt open, from earlier and Scott could see the thick bulge down by his crotch. They looked deep into each other’s eyes now, both of them seeing the love and desire that rested there.

Carefully Scott reached out and slid the shirt over Mike’s broad shoulder’s, gently letting the shirt fall down the shoulder’s and then arms. It now lay on the floor, covering some of Scott’s pants. Mike stood still, a slight sway to his stance as he waited for the next move.

With slow fluid motions, scott gently ran his hands down the sides of the now exposed torso of Mike. He could feel the muscles, coiled inside. It was almost too much for him, as he bit his lower lip, and he could see the reaction in mike’s eyes. This was special for scott, and he could see that it was just as important to mike.

Softly, he ran his hand over mike’s chest, feeling the erect nipples now, then the bristles of mike’s dark chest hairs. He moved down, his fingers gently playing along the center of his stomach, feeling the muscles contract under his touch. Now he played over the belly button, tracing the uneven outline of it, then he started to move back on his course.

The hand felt the dark hair, and he could feel it leading him downwards even more and then he felt the edge of the pants. Scott took a deep breath as both of his hands now carefully ran along the waistband, his fingers lightly digging in behind the pant outlines, feeling the hot flesh inside.

Mike was moaning and Scott could feel his hot breath against his face. With careful precision, his fingers moved around to the front, and now they gently poked at the pant button. His eyes no longer focused on Mike’s but down to where his hands lay. He could see the thick bulge of Mike’s hard penis pushing out of the crotch area and he knew from experience what awaited him, but somehow it felt like he was seeing mike’s body for the very first time. It totally amazed his brain, and each touch of his hand against mike’s body was like discovering a whole new continent.

His hand had managed to undo the button and his other now gripped the zipper and with a patience he didn’t know he had, Scott slowly pulled downwards on the metal clasp, forcing the zipper to open.

With Mike’s pants now open, he moved his hands up and his face came upwards as well. He moved his body in close, as he felt Mike’s shoes being kicked to one side. Now he started to push open the pants, to separate the pants from the body and he leaned inwards, his lips gently touching the hot flesh.

He almost shot his load then and there. Somehow he had managed to keep himself in check, but he could feel his pre cum soaking the silky shorts that lay between him and Mike’s still clothed body.  A quick glance down showed him a darkening patch on the pants, and an equally wet stain appearing on his own shorts.

He leaned upwards again, and with his mouth lightly touching the hot flesh of Mike’s chest, he yanked down on the pants, forcing them down to his knees in short order. Scott wanted Mike badly, his head was aching from the effort to keep himself in control, and his heart was racing forward now, no longer willing to hold still.

With a great deal of self control, Scott managed to push the pants down and as he did, he slid himself down too, his lips barely touching the skin, and he found himself on his knees in front of Mike. He kissed the belly button in front of him and then he kissed Mike’s inner thigh, right by the leg of mike’s jockey shorts.

The dark blue shorts were clearly showing the dark spots of mike’s pre cum he knew that both of them were close to losing it all. He ran his hands up both legs at once, bringing them up to the blue jockey shorts. His hands strayed slightly around the leg seams before going up to rest against the elastic waistband.

Scott’s mouth was now kissing the crotch area, right along the waistband, and he could feel Mike moaning. He could feel Mike’s body trembling with each press of his lips and as his hands finally grabbed the waistband, Mike’ placed his hands firmly on top of Scott’s shoulders, squeezing them. Mike’s fingers were digging into the shoulder flesh, pressing against the bone now and he was swaying.

Mike didn’t think his legs could hold him up much longer, and he struggled to keep his balance. He reached down with his arms, his hands grabbing hold of Scott’s shoulder and his fingers dug in hard, and he could feel the solid bones beneath the hot flesh. His breathing became ragged as he steadied himself.

Scott felt a twinge in his arms, the pressure from Mike’s hands was almost too much. The pain was making his arms numb but he fought through it. He pulled gently, even though every thought in his whole brain was telling him to yank the underwear off and take hold of the throbbing penis they held.

The dark underwear slid downwards, and as they past his upper thighs, the huge throbbing penis broke free and scott could smell Mike’s man scent deep in his nostrils.

He kissed the dark patch of pubic hair as his hands pushed the underwear to Mike’s knees and then he kissed the soft skin just above the cock shaft. He flicked his tongue out, tasting the warm flesh and hair mixture. His own heart was beyond control now and his own hot breath mingled with the heat from Mike’s throbbing groin.

Scott had pushed the underwear down to mike’s ankles, and he pulled a bit, signalling mike to raise his one foot, so he could pull the underwear free. As mike lifted his foot, Scott moved his mouth off the hot body.

The motion of raising one foot raised his body to an angle, and it brought his huge throbbing penis upwards slighlty. It was enough, and Scott’s mouth opened wide and before Mike knew what had happened, he felt a wetness envelop his whole throbbing penis.

The suddeness took him completely by surprise and he felt a strong pressure moving down his entire cock. His head was jerking side to side as Scott’s mouth worked its way quickly down towards Mike’s groin.  His lips pressed hard against Mike’s crotch and pubic hairs.

The touch of Scott’s lips against his crotch and the pressure of Scotts hands around his buttocks was too much. Mike started to let out a loud animal cry of pure pleasure. His mouth opened and his eyes clenched shut.

His whole body shuddered under the strain. His legs were wobbling and he was forced to lean forward, forcing scott’s mouth further against his groin. The yell wasn’t even finished before another louder one was starting in his throat. His arms felt like rubber and was all that was supporting him as his penis jerked hard inside of Scott’s mouth. His balls were slung upwards, resting tight against his cock shaft and with the release of the 2nd yell, his whole body trembled.

Mike couldn’t stop it, Scott wouldn’t let him as he could feel the sudden release of control. His mouth clenched itself tight around the pulsing penis, the salty taste and Mikes scent making him even more determined. His jaw seemed to open even more and the throbbing cock was forced deeper into his throat.

As the wildly jerking cock head touched the back of his throat, Mike lost it. With a terrible shriek of pure animal lust, his penis reared itself up and started to spew its hot milky fluid deep into Scott’s throat.  There was no stopping it now, as it poured its load out.

Scott sputtered and then coughed as the hot liquid came pouring out into his throat. He could feel it slide down into his stomach and he could feel it flow back up as more and more of the hot salty mixture came flooding out of the jerking penis.

His mouth barely was able to keep it all inside. The salty cum was filling his throat and now most of Mikes throbbing cock was covered in its own milk and still more was flooding out.

Scott swallowed again and again, tasting the hot milk, eager to have it all, desperate to prevent any from escaping his greedy mouth. Mike was almost laying on top of him, his penis stuck deep inside of scott’s mouth. His whole body was like an earthquake that wouldn’t stop its thunderous rolling and shaking.

Scott wasn’t sure if he could hold on and as the penis in his mouth gave one last jerk, he felt his own cock shake inside the tight fitting silk jockey’s. As some of the last drops of Mike’s cum dripped out of the quaking penis, Scott’s started to shoot its load into his underwear.

Just as Mike’s body had shook and trembled to his release, so did Scott’s. He couldn’t stop from trembling, his legs no longer had any feelings in them, and his arms were no longer under his control. His fingers were firmly dug into the soft flesh of Mike’s buttocks and they dug in even harder with each jerk of his penis as his hot milk spewed out into the silk shorts.

He could barely contain his breath, as his whole body shook. The hot penis in his mouth slipped out, still warm cum drippling out of each corner of his mouth, down to his chest. The pressure of the moment forced the two apart, Scott leaned backwards against the bed frame, Mike’s body still on top of him. The two of them struggling for air as the sun played around the two bodies.

Scott’s Secret – 12

Chapter 12

Scott opened the envelope and read the long note inside. Tears welled up in his eyes as he read the words he knew that he would find, even before he opened it. His heart was glad that Mike was here, but it too felt the loss of not having Randy there.

The words were not any great prose. They were the simple words of a young man who had made a choice, despite the hopes of his heart, and the dreams of his mind. They told him of his love for Scott, of his appreciation for having known him, but they also spoke of how he knew that Scott needed to be with Mike, not with him, and how his presence would never allow them to become true partner’s in life. It was simple and true, but it still hurt.

Scott had tears rolling down his cheeks as he finished. He looked up to find Mike standing beside him, his strong arms draped over his shoulder, holding him tight. The crowd of deplaning passengers passing around them, staring in some cases, in most just passing by ignoring the two tear stained men.

Scott managed a thin smile and then finally he got himself together. Well, he really hadn’t expected Randy to stay long, but he would of liked to have seen him one last time. He raised his head to stare into Mike’s eyes, where he saw an never ending pool of love and compassion and he knew that this was what he wanted.

The drive to his home and the subsequent wonder by Mike at the rather spacious home managed to bring back Scott’s mood of happiness. He enjoyed showing him around the place, showing off his collection of tiny knick knacks that he collected, his civil war chess set, and even his collection of boy magazines. Mike got a real chuckle out of the collection of ‘In Touch’ and ‘Inches’ magazines, and a quick grope followed their discovery in the book case.

For the first time since getting home, Scott felt complete and they discussed the new arrangements. Mike was careful to listen to the plans, and he smiled knowing that Scott was flying high on his new found freedom. Most of this he had heard over the phone during their numerous conversation, but to be here, to see it all in Scott’s face brought a warm feeling to him.

They sat on the couch, talking and just getting back to knowing each other. There wasn’t a second when one wasn’t touching the other, in some manner. Scott would brush up against Mike during the tour, and would feel a slight tremor in his body each time.

The two sat there, and finally Scott just couldn’t hold back any longer. He moved himself closer and taking Mike’s hand he rose up from the couch.

Mike could see the urgent desire in Scott’s face and he laughed. Scott wasnt too happy until Mike pulled him close to his large frame, crushing him into his body, and wrapping his arms around Scott’s smaller body. He could smell Scott, and the sudden rush of that scent brought about an equally sudden rise in certain parts of Mike’s body that Scott couldn’t help but notice. It was his turn to start laughing and the ice had finally been broken.

At last they were themselves, the fears and uncertainties no longer hovering over them. Mike kissed Scott several times, tasting his salty lips and making scott moan softly more than once. Scott returned the favor, kissing Mike in some not so common places. He loved it when he started to kiss Mike’s ear, and then flicked his tongue into the lobe, which brought a strangled cry from Mike, not to mention a squirming movement of his body.

Words became less as they both started to feel the emotion of their hearts take hold. No longer shy, no longer reticent, the two started exploring the other. It was a strange dance that their hands wove, moving this way and that, keeping out of the way of the other’s probing hands.

Finally, they broke apart, looking deep in each other’s eyes. Mike could feel it now, his own body was aching everywhere. His arms felt the strange tingling sensation, as if the blood was tickling his skin. His legs seemed on the verge of quivering, and his stomach muscles were tightly holding his gut in check.

Scott could feel the changes in his body. He marveled at how much love he could see, as if it was something physical. For a brief second or two he felt like he could reach out with his hand and actually touch the love that he could feel coming from Mike’s soul. It made him tremble with excitement, to think that here, right across from him, was a real man who wanted him.

This wasn’t a feeling he had ever experienced before. Yes, he thought he had that type of feeling before, even with Randy but sitting here, his shirt undone to his belly, mike’s shirt open all the way, he knew that at no other time did he feel so much want and desire as that coming from Mike.

Vocal words were no longer needed. Scott gingerly reached out with one hand, to lightly brush his fingers across Mike’s red full lips. He could feel the warmth and his eyes just seemed to melt as they continued to peer into Mike’s shimmering eyes. His heart quickened its beat slightly as he moved his fingers across the lips, then down one side of mike’s face, travelling down the firm jaw line, then under the chin. He could feel the early signs of mike beard, and it felt wonderful to him.

His hand moved slowly down the underside of the chin and down the long neck, feeling each swallow that mike took. It made him shiver slightly, and brought his heart up another notch. He smiled as his brain registered the pure joy that he was feeling, his eyes still gazing into Mike’s.

Scott’s finger slowly moved down the center of Mike’s exposed chest, twirling the small wiry bristles of the dark hair. He could feel each strand as he moved down, and then his finger moved to the side, while Mike’s hands lightly held onto his waist. His finger moved across the chest now, feeling the skin move with each slow breath, and now it gently came across the large pink nipple.

As soon as his finger tip touched the soft tissue, he could feel a change. It was like someone had suddenly charged the air with volts of electricity. He felt Mike’s hands grip his waist tightly, as if in a spasm. The soft pink nipple suddenly became hard and erect, and his groin ache started to register more prominently in his brain.

His body swayed and he could feel the solid grasp of Mike’s hands around his hips. He felt them pull inwards slightly, and he took a step closer. Their eyes were still locked onto each other but he could see Mike’s starting to glaze over ever so slightly.

Mike’s breathing was still under control but he could feel his blood starting to pulse with the nearness of Scott. His eyes could just focus on the deep blue liquid pools of Scott’s eyes and it just seem to have a hypnotic effect on his soul. He groaned very softly, and as the last gasp of the groan left his mouth, his body trembled under the touch of Scott’s finger.

Scott bent down slowly, his hair brushing past Mike’s mouth, and Mike kissed the top of it lightly, sending a jolt throughout Scott’s wiry body. Mike felt a wet warmth around his chest, and he could feel Scott kissing his perfectly erect nipple. Then he could feel the raspy pressure of Scott’s tongue as it flicked out and licked him, all around his hard nipple.

The feeling of Mike’s body trembling under his lips, made Scott feel excited. His whole body seemed to tense up as he lightly licked at the nipple, then he carefully ran his teeth against the hard flesh, pushing against the nipple, moving it, then carefully surrounding it with his teeth, ever so gently tickling it with his teeth. He bit down, lightly but just enough to grip the firm flesh, and he felt Mike’s hands move from his hips to wrap themselves around his back and pull him tightly up against his body.

Mike could feel his penis stretching his levi’s outwards. He was sure he could feel Scott’s thigh muscle tighten as his penis pressed up against it. Damn he wished he was naked, but he couldn’t move. His whole body twitched as Scott flicked his tongue out once more to tickle his nipple, but now his hand was also squeezing the other nipple, making it twist in his grasp.

His whole body was shaking by the soft gentle presence of Scott’s mouth on one nipple and his hand on the other when Scott suddenly moved his mouth over to the other side, biting down quickly on the nipple there. He let out a loud moan, as his heart skipped a beat, then another, by the sudden switch. He felt the air moving across the now unattended nipple, cooling it and yet raising its temperature. He felt his knees wobble slightly as Scott’s hand found the moist nipple and squeezed it just as his other nipple was flicked by the raspy tongue of Scott.

Mike moved his hands off of Scotts back and had them clenching Scott’s shoulders. He pressed his fingers into the flesh, feeling the flesh give to his pressure as his body groaned with the light assualt on his chest. His breathing was becoming difficult as Scott again changed direction, now licking the other nipple, then back to nibbling on the other, then back. His whole body swayed back and forth to the motion.

Scott could feel mike’s chest heaving and just as he had started, he stopped. Slowly he raised his head to stare lovingly into Mike’s dark eyes. They looked at each other, for what seemed an eternity then mike slowly moved his face forward and they kissed deep and long.

Each one tasting the other, each one pressing their tongues deep down into the other’s mouth. Together the two tongues touched at the lips, as if kissing each other, then one would give briefly for the other to soar deep down inside, then as it pulled back the other would race forward to fill the other’s mouth. Back and forth the two tongues danced together, tasting every inch of the mouth, feeling the intake of breath with each heave of the chest.

The dance was short lived and ever so slowly the two faces pulled slightly apart. The eyes opened to once more stare into the other pair of eyes. They just stood there, wrapped together in blissful harmony. Mike’s hands now down to Scott’s ribs, while Scott’s rested on top of Mike’s shoulders.

He could feel Mike’s body heaving, and he knew his own was doing a similiar reaction. There was so much love in those eyes, his heart couldn’t seem to get enough. The house could be falling down around him for all he cared, all he wanted to do was to be in Mike’s arms and be able to stare into those deep liquid pools of love.

His heart was still pounding hard inside his chest, but Scott could feel it slowing down back to a regular beat as he continued to stare into Mike’s soul. He felt a soft warm blanket wrapping itself around his whole body and he knew that this was the man for him, the man he wanted by his side forever.

Mike couldn’t explain it, not even if his life depended on it. His whole body ached from desire. He couldn’t imagine not being with Scott, and yet just a few short months ago he had been thinking that there was nothing for him in life but work. He had doubted that he would ever find someone to share his life with, and yet here he was, in the arms of a man who made his heart palpitate with joy and excitement, just at the mere mention of his name.

It had been a long road for Scott in such a short time, and yet here he was, embarking on a journey he hoped would last a lifetime. A large warm smile crossed his face and it seemed to simply melt through Mike’s glazed eyes, bouroughing itself deep into Mike’s soul. Mike’s body trembled under the pressure and a small tear formed at the corner of his eye.  His hand reached out, to gently run along the flat washboard stomach, gently touching the soft pale skin, feeling the muscles roll under his touch.

Mike’s whole body was a mass of trembling muscles. Every thought in his mind was now centered on the young firm body before his eyes. He could think of nothing else, just of Scott and how wonderful it felt to touch that perfect milky white skin, a slight bronze tinge from the sun making it look so damn inviting.

He didn’t know how long he could stay on his feet, the mere touch of Scott’s flesh against his hands was causing his legs to wobble even more. His arms felt like lead weights, he was slowly losing control of his limbs and yet he couldn’t move. His eyes were locked into Scott’s and he couldn’t believe the wonderful feeling of peace that was coursing through his entire body. His lips licked themselves as he saw the glimmering blue of Scott’s eyes. His hand was resting on Scott’s waistband, right near the pant button and automatically it just seemed to move to the button and pop it open.

Scott could feel the pressure of mike’s hand against his belly and his knees started to shake a little. He could tell what was coming next and the anticipation was making him a nervous wreck. It was what he wanted, and needed, yet he wanted to do more. As his pant button was released he moved his one hand down to grip Mike’s.

He brought the hand up his chest, making it move against his flesh, making it feel his skin as he pulled it upwards to his head. His eyes not leaving Mike’s for one second. The feeling of Mike’s strong hand, moving up past his belly, past his stomach and between his pecs made him swallow hard. His chest ached from the rapid breathing, and he was starting to feel beads of perspiration on his forehead as the hand came upwards.

Scott lowered his eyes briefly, as he took Mike’s hand and brought it up to his mouth. Gently he kissed the back of the hand, and his eyes now riveted their attention back to mike’s face. He could see a small tear trickling down one corner, rolling down the cheek now and he felt his heart sigh deeply in his body.

He took the hand and gently he held it, then slowly he led Mike from the living room and up the stairs towards the bedroom. His love needed to be fullfilled, and it wasn’t going to be on the living room floor, least not this first time, not for this start to his new found life.

Scott’s Secret – 8

Chapter 8

“I think the questions is, are you ready for the next round?….  what do you think Mike?”

“Oh I think so…  at least he looks ready to me.”

“Aren’t you two the funny ones tonight…..”

“Well quit your damn talking and get that scrawny body of yours up here boy..”

“Aren’t we the macho man all of a sudden…”

“Yeah, well doing it with a dream date has that effect on me Randy….  so come on…. get your bod up here between us and we’ll see what we can do about making you a part of this team…”

Scott had lain there, enjoying the banter flowing around him. His whole body felt drained, and he didn’t know how he could go another round, Mike was so damn sexy though, he didn’t think he’d really have a problem.

He listened with one ear, throwing his two cents in now and then, yet when Mike had made the comment about dream date, his heart seemed to skip a beat. He gazed over to Mike, to see that he was staring right back at him. Damn it, Mike had that smile on his face and for some reason, it seemed to make Scott very excited and hard.  He didn’t think he would ever be able to get another hard-on after just a few minutes earlier, and yet he could feel his cock rising solidly between his legs.

Randy crawled onto the bed, not sure if he should go further, but Mike’s smile and gentle prodding to get up there was too much for him. How could he refuse to be between these two hot men?

“Come on Randy…. slide in between us here…” Scott said, patting the small space that had developed between his and Mike’s bodies.

They didn’t make much room for him, even though he didn’t need much, it still was a tight fit. He crawled up the bed, his legs brushing against two very hot sweaty men. He could feel his pulse quicken as his body scraped upwards, feeling Mike’s rather hairy legs on one side, and the smooth blonde hairs of Scott’s legs on the other side. It really was a unique feeling for him.

Finally he made it up to the head of the bed and twisted himself to be on his back. He had little room for his hands, so he wound up putting one around each of the two men, and in unison they managed to lift their heads to let his arms rest underneath.

“So guys, what’s on your minds?”

“Well Randy.. seeing as how you are the cause of all this, why don’t you just sit back there and maybe Scott and I can come up with something to ….. I don’t know… shall we say …. thank you?”

“Yeah Randy…. I think Mike has a good idea…. you just lay there and see if maybe us older types can come up with something to, uh… shall we say.. entertain you?”

Randy turned his face from one to the other and saw a strange sparkle in both sets of eyes. He also noticed the way they mostly looked at each other, even while talking to him.

His heart felt a twinge at that, and he knew that Scott was indeed more than just attracted to Mike. He had seen Mike’s desire for Scott earlier, but now it just seemed to ooze out of him, from every pore of his body and Scott was drinking it all in.

Randy had seen confusion in Scott’s face earlier has he had sensed Mike’s attraction for him. Now, well now all he could see in Scott’s face was total rapture of Mike. He sighed, thinking of how he would never have that feeling, at least not that it would ever amount to much. Briefly he had thought he and Scott could get past his background, but not now, not with Mike in the picture.

Mike could sense Randy’s unease, least he thought that was it and he glanced down to see the young prostitute that had brought him together with a man who had captivated his heart. He felt a small pang as he saw the clouded eyes and he realized that Randy had a bit of a crush on Scott.  He saw Randy glance up to him, and he smiled, the same smile that had turned Scott’s heart into a molten mass of liquid, trying to reassure Randy. It had the effect he hoped for.

Randy could feel a sense of warmth as that damn smile of Mike’s seemed to just flow through his whole body. He could sense and almost feel the kind nature of Mike, as they looked at each other.

Scott watched as Mike seemed to reassure Randy. He felt good about that, the way Mike seemed to care for Randy, and his feelings. Maybe Randy was right, maybe this really was more than just a physical thing. He was happy, as he felt he owed Randy more than a pat on the head, thank you and then show him the door. There was still something about Randy that made his heart groan a little.

He could see the way Mike was mesmerizing Randy, and it made him feel happy. He reached across to touch Mike’s hand and he could feel Randy’s body jump to his touch. The young skin felt hot and it was almost as if he could feel Randy’s blood flowing along underneath.

Mike turned his head slightly to see Scott’s blue eyes peering into his own. His heart did one of those flip flops and his hand moved off his own leg to reach across Randy’s prone body.

The touch of Randy’s young flesh against his hand sent a small jolt into his body. He could feel a small tremor running through his body and as his finger’s reached those of Scott, he knew that he was about to open a whole new area of his life. He smiled even wider, and both Randy and Scott seemed to hold their breathes.

Scott’s heart skipped a beat as his fingers touched Mike’s. He turned to his side now, forcing his own muscular body tight into the side of Randy. A strange feeling started to course its way through him and he pulled his one leg up and laid it across Randy’s one leg, pulling it slightly apart from the other. His knee rested upwards, aimed more towards Randy’s groin than anywhere else. His hand was playing with Mike’s but on top of Randy’s stomach. Scott could feel the strong young stomach muscles rippling as he played with Mike’s fingertips.

Mike could feel something was happening deep inside his body. The mere touch of Scott’s finger tips made his penis jerk and he rolled over to his side to face both Scott and Randy.

He pushed himself up against the young body, feeling Randy’s ribcage under his own chest. Slowly he rubbed his leg over Randy’s and was amazed at the feel of the soft white skin, and then he pushed his leg up and over so it rested on top of Randy’s own leg. He felt the fine hairs of Scott’s own leg on the other side and now they were touching in two places.

Randy was turning his head from one to the other, watching the way the two men were slowly joining themselves together through his own body. He felt light headed all of a sudden as he could see sparks flying between the two hot men. His breathing became shallow as he felt his legs pinned to the bed by the weight of two different legs.

He could feel the way Scott and Mike were playing with each other’s fingers that he was in for an interesting ride. There was something exciting that he had never felt before. His stomach muscles were doing weird things, as they felt the two very powerful hands resting on them. It was something he couldn’t put his finger on, but damn it felt hot and good.

The two bodies pressed against his side and could feel two very powerful penis’ pressing against his hips and he wondered who was going to be the one to enter his relatively virgin ass. He hadn’t let too many people do that to him, but somehow, he ached there now and he hoped that one of them would do him that way.

He closed his eyes briefly, thinking of what it would feel like to have one of them entering his young tight ass while the other was in front of him doing god knew what. His penis jerked in the air, standing straight up and his heart started to beat faster.

Randy jumped as he felt the moist tenderness of a kiss on either side of his face. Blinking, he saw the tousled blond hair of Scott brushing over one of his eyes as his mouth was pressed against the lower part of his cheek. He could tell that Mike was kissing him on the same part of the cheek, but on the other side.

A small groan escaped his lips as he felt them kissing him, both of them moving down his face to the side of his neck, their hands now gently rubbing his stomach and then briefly touching each other. He couldn’t believe this, the way they were taking their time, making every part of his body come alive to their touch.

His legs twitched and his toes arced outwards under the ministrations of the two men. Mike was now kissing his shoulder and his hand was now delving deeper downwards, playing near his belly button and the small tuft of his pubic hair. Scott was kissing the hollow of his neck and licking him while his hand moved along his lower chest, gently pushing at his pecs.

Every now and then the two hands would slide either down or up so that the fingers would briefly touch the other’s. It was a totally amazing feeling, as the two men kept in touch, as if to signal to the other the next step in movement along Randy’s body.

He was breathing hard now as Mike was kissing his arm then back to his cheek, then he would lick him around his ear lobe, gently flicking his rough tongue for a brief entrance to his ear. A soft echoing roar seemed to be all he could hear as Mike’s hand was stretching down, down toward his aching groin.

Scott could feel the tremors running through Randy and even through his own body as he licked the hollow of Randy’s chest, then slowly started to reach over to the pink shaking nipple.

Scott’s hand had gently pushed and prodded the pecs, making them tender and ready for his mouth. Slowly he advanced his lips and tongue towards them, gently flicking the tongue along the perfectly smooth young skin. He could taste Randy’s body, the saltiness of his flesh as he moved towards the pink erect nipple. His hands playing carefully along the chest, reaching all over, lightly playing over the vibrating body.  His leg pushed down harder as his mouth came closer to the nipple.

Randy groaned loudly as Scott’s tongue jabbed at his nipple. He felt so alive at that second and just as the tip of the tongue touched his nipple, Mike’s fingers touched the base of his fully erect penis. His whole body seemed to tremble and he knew that he was never going to forget this night. His own arms flexed under the two men and he seemed to pull them into his body even more as they worked their magic on him.

He could feel Scott’s hand on his head and felt the fingers playing with his hair. He could feel the other hand now reaching downwards, towards mike’s hand and yet his mouth was gently over his nipple, the tongue licking all around it one second, then flicking at the tip of the hard nipple the next second. Every now and then his teeth would grate against the hard sensitive nipple and he would moan and squirm.

Mike no longer was kissing his arm as he moved his mouth to meet the other nipple. His hand was playing with Randy’s pubic hairs and every now and then his fingers would caress the base of the very hard penis. He could feel Scott’s face as he slid down to lick at the unattended pec. Scott’s breath was becoming hard now as he sensed the close presence of Mike.

Suddenly Randy felt the two hot mouths raise themselves off his aching body and he glanced down to see Scott and Mike locked in a deep passionate kiss just between each of his saliva coated nipples. His body seemed to revel in the sight and he tossed his head back onto the bed, closing his eyes and feeling like round one had just ended. His body seemed to gather itself awaiting the beginning of round two and he didn’t have long to wait.

Scott could feel Mike’s face next to his and he glanced over to stare into Mike’s dark eyes and suddenly he found himself kissing Mike’s lips. Their hands had met at the base of Randy’s cock and the fingers were splayed all around the thick throbbing cock base, entwined with each other and pressing down on Randy’s crotch, the penis in-between.

They kissed hard, almost taking each other’s breath away with the intensity of the kiss. Just as suddenly as they had joined, they broke apart, staring off into each other’s sparkling eyes. Images of flying doves and trees blowing in a wind seemed to pass between them, and a strange calm came over their hearts. The rapid pounding of both organs seemed to quieted down and they just looked at each other.

Scott could feel Mike’s desire for him in the look, and he knew that Mike could see his own desire. They slowly moved apart, and started to return their attention to the wriggling Randy.

Mike moved his head down to kiss the hollow of Randy’s sweating chest. As he did he moved his hand upwards towards Scott.

Randy felt Scott kissing his nipple then moving back, up along the shoulder then the side of his chest. He could feel Scott’s hands on his side and now he could feel Scott’s leg slowly sliding off his. His heart seemed to quicken it’s tempo and the blood was flowing faster inside his body as Scott seemed to adjust his position and that of Randy.

Scott’s Secret – 7

Chapter 7

Randy had the bedspread off and he lay in the center of the bed and as he heard the two approach he made sure he was still hard. His breathing was slightly labored but his hard on was still there. He had been getting nervous, worrying that maybe he had gambled wrong, but a smile started to cross his face as he heard the approaching footsteps.

“Well professor… we are here.”

“Hehe… so I see Mike”

“Yeah, well now what?”

“Well…. I guess maybe the best thing is for you two to get nekkid.. hehe….. so why don’t you undress Scott, then he can get you all ready….”

“Hmm, well I suppose…  that okay with you Scott?”

“Uh… yeah sure I guess…    fuck this is weird ya know.”

“Tell me… okay uh… guess we should kind of get out of our shoes though so this is easier.”

“Well you two quit chatting and get on with it, I got a hard dick waiting here… and judging by the way your jeans are both sticking out…. you have a couple of cocks that are getting awfully tired of being cooped up inside those levis.”

“Impatient kid… shut up already… we get the idea,  …fuck you’d think we were rank amateurs.”

Scott laughed at mike’s nervous outburst and Randy smiled. Randy reached down and grasped his hard penis as Mike’s eyes followed his every movement. Randy just smiled at him, shaking the hard thick member at him and finally Mike turned to face Scott.

“Well….  uh… maybe we are amateurs… hehe”

Scott could see Mike’s nervousness and he took a step closer, and together they stood there, staring at each other. Randy’s naked body and outstretched frame no longer in their vision.

Mike slowly reached across the narrow gap, gently moving towards the top shirt button. As his hand touched Scott’s neck, he felt a shudder roll through his entire body and he saw Scott take a quick grasp of air, and he knew that he too had felt the same jolt.

Carefully he tried to undo the top shirt button and for the life him he kept fumbling with it. He could feel beads of sweat forming on his forehead when he looked up into Scott’s face and saw him smile. He felt Scott raise his own hand to place it on top of his and then Scott reached across to gently run the back of his hand down Mike’s cheek, feeling the growth of evening beard forming.

The touch of his hand on Mike’s face made Scott shiver and he could feel his one leg tremble, as if a nervous twitch had developed. He could see Randy sitting up on the bed, out of the corner of his eye. The white glow of Randy’s body seemed to trigger something in Scott, and he closed his eyes and leaned forward, his face now brushed up against Mike’s and before he knew it, his mouth has found Mike’s, and now they wrapped their arms around each other, their lips crushing hard against each other’s. The space between the two rapidly disappeared and they could both feel each other’s heart beats, pounding away.

Just as suddenly they pulled apart and stared into each other’s eyes. It was like bolts of lightning, passing through the clouds. Mike felt slightly dizzy and Scott could feel his heart pounding so hard that he was sure it would burst.

Mike’s hands no longer shook or fumbled, and he quickly had the shirt open and stared at Scott’s chest. He stood back slightly, marveling at the small tufts of hair curled around the center, reaching down to his belly and disappearing down the front of the Levi’s.

While Mike undid his shirt, Scott kept both of his hands on Mike’s waist, feeling the strange surge of power run through his body. With each button the power seemed to grow and he could feel his heart quickening. A strange warm feeling seemed to be creeping into his body, and Scott swayed briefly, but felt Mike’s strong hands hold onto his waist and he opened his eyes to see Mike’s. They were sparkling with a strange twinkle that only made Scott’s heart beat faster.

Scott reached upwards and now he too undid Mike’s shirt, exposing a more muscular build. There was darker hair curling around the navel, but less as his eyes worked they way up to Mike’s chest, where he saw rather large pink nipples jutting out of Mike’s bosom.

Scott reached up and pushed the shirt back and Mike’s hands dropped to his side to let the shirt fall off his body. He then returned the favor and finally they stood there, both of them bare chested, both chests heaving as if they had just run a grueling 30 mile marathon.

Randy watched the two men slowly lose themselves into the moment. His heart ached but it also was feeling good. He was doing good, bringing these two together and while it was costing him, at least he could take this first moment with him. His hand was wrapped around his own thick hard penis, and he knew that the only attention it would get would be from his own hand, it just didn’t seem to matter. He was slowly rubbing it, feeling the thick vein pulsing as his eyes were glued to the scene unfolding before him.

Scott moved inwards slightly, a bit unsteady on his feet from the constant surge of power that kept traversing up his arms from holding onto Mike. Mike could feel it and seemed to brace himself to hold onto Scott. For some reason, he just felt that he couldn’t let him fall, couldn’t let him break contact.

Mike reached down, his fingers gently running down the front of Scott’s firm chest, down the crevice towards his belly button and then his index finger played and poked around the soft belly button, gently running around the uneven shaped hole, then playfully jabbing it.

Mike could feel Scott’s body shiver with his touch, and every motion of his hand seemed to make Scott quiver in anticipation. Slowly his hand moved down towards the waist, playing with the small tufts of blond hair, gently feeling the thin strands of curled hair, pulling them, then patting them down until finally he reached the waist band of Scott’s jeans.

Slowly his hand moved around the front of the jeans, one finger barely inside the waist band, just between the skin and the top of Scott’s underwear band. Mike ran the hand around and as he did he pulled Scott closer into his own body and once again their mouths met.

Mike kissed Scott’s full lips lightly, just brushing them with his own lips, then he opened his own mouth slightly so the tip of his tongue barely was able to edge out, and once again he brushed his mouth up against Scott’s.

His moist tongue ran along the lips, and then it pushed outwards further, trying to lick the underside of the lips, and spreading them apart ever so slightly. Scott could feel a sudden rush of heat and he opened his mouth to take Mike’s tongue.

The slight change was all that was needed and now Mike’s tongue was pushing hard inside Scott’s eager mouth. It licked the underside of the lips, pushing the skin outwards and ran all along the inside between the warm moist lining and Scott’s teeth.

As mike’s tongue was exploring the inside of Scott’s mouth, Scott’s hands had found the jeans button on Mike’s pants and struggled briefly to pop it open. The sound of the zipper being forced down barely registered in either of their heads as they locked lips and explored each other mouths fully now. A strong urge of intensity seemed to take hold and now while they kissed deeply of each other, their hands roamed freely over open skin, feeling the stronger tufts of hair along the thighs, feeling the heat from the crotch and feeling the hard raw power of the contained cocks.

Both of them could feel the pressure of a hard penis. Their two bodies were now pressed hard against each other, their pants lay down around their knees, and they ground their crotches into each other, pressing hard as if to enter the other’s groin, or to take the other’s hard penis.

The kiss went on and on, and their breathing became very shallow and difficult. Finally they had to break apart, simply to catch their breath. As they parted, the air seemed to rush into the small opening, and both of them shivered from the sudden cool breeze the flowed across their sweaty bodies.

Mike could feel tiny drops of his sweat drip off his forehead onto his nose and pass his eyelids. He had never felt this way before. Sure he had thought he had been in love, and had a few long relationships, but nothing compared to the way he felt right now. His whole body seemed to be aching with a desire to hold and caress the man standing before him.

Scott was no rookie to man sex, mostly though it had involved young working boys, like Randy, but still, the raw passion that seemed to be awaiting him was a new feeling. His mind was confused. Somewhere in the dark recess of his mind he knew that there was more than just Mike in the room, but all he could see or desire was this dark hair stranger, standing inches from him, jeans dangling at his knees, and a solid hot penis poking into his crotch.

It was like the break between rounds of a heavyweight fight, each fighter gasping for air, slowly regaining their strength just as the bell sounded for another round.

Mike shook himself, trying to rid himself of his pants and he could feel Scott doing the same thing but it didn’t seem important now. Once more he leaned inwards, but this time he was met by Scott’s open mouth and hard tongue. His own tongue was too slow this time out and was pushed back into his mouth as Scott’s tongue took charge, carefully but forcefully pushing Mike’s lips apart.

Scott could feel the heat around Mike’s waist as his hands held onto the body before him. His fingers gently playing with the tight elastic band of Mike’s boxer shorts, and his tongue met Mike’s mouth, the fingers pulled on the boxer’s waist, forcing Mike to stagger forward back into Scott’s younger frame.

They stood there, kissing and slowly Scott seemed to be edging Mike to the side until their legs seemed to run up against a solid immovable object, which was the side of the queen size bed.

As their legs touched the bed, they both seemed to sense the urgent need to get off their feet. Both of them raised their leg, kneeling now on the bed itself, not hearing the squeak as their full weight rested on the edge of the mattress.

Gradually they were resting on the bed, and with surprising speed they found themselves now stretched out on the edge of the bed, laying on the mattress fully prone, their legs off to one side, their jeans still on their bodies, but around their ankles.

Mike was rubbing Scott’s back, feeling the strong muscles there, feeling the smooth skin stretched tight by the muscles of a younger man. Every time his hand moved, he could feel his own body squirm and he knew that he was entering into a whole new life.

Scott felt a prickling feeling along his back as Mike’s hand rubbed him, ever so gently. He could feel the tenderness in the touch but he felt something else. Scott could sense Mike’s desire for him, and it was something he had rarely ever felt before in another person.

His eyes were shut tight, and yet his brain kept seeing brief flashes of blue lights as his mouth was clamped tightly onto Mikes. His one hand was pinned under Mike’s body and their was no longer any feeling in it, and yet there was a strange warmth running up his arm.

For the first time in his entire adult life, Mike was out of control. His brain no longer controlled his body or his thoughts and he felt scared and yet, at the same time, completely enthralled. Every part of his body seemed to simply be doing what it wanted, no thought behind his motions and it send strange signals to his brain. He barely was able to decipher one message before another was pushing into his conscious brain.

Mike could feel a sudden scraping along his legs, but was too lost in the strange glow and warmth he felt from kissing and touching Scott to comprehend that his jeans were slowly being pulled from his legs. As they fell off his body, and his feet were freed by the constraints of the pants, it registered and he briefly opened his eyes to see a shadowy figure by his and Scott’s feet.

Suddenly his feet were free of the constraints of the jeans, and Scott could easily move his legs to and fro. He managed to quickly, without thought, wrap one of his long legs over Mike’s lower leg, Mike had somehow managed to wedge his body inwards and was now grinding his hips into Scott’s groin.

Scott’s legs twitched and he brought his one leg upwards, to push hard into Mike’s groin, feeling the full balls as his knee pushed up. He felt the large full balls slowly push aside and separate and his tongue seemed to take it as a signal to push deep down Mike’s throat. He could taste the inside of Mike’s mouth and his breathing was becoming difficult and rapid as he struggled for air. Despite his breathing trouble his body refused to pull apart, and instead seemed to increase its pressure on Mike’s body, attempting to carve itself into the warm flesh beside his own sweating skin.

The surge of Scott’s body against his own threw Mike almost onto his back. He strained to keep himself level but the force of Scott’s thrusts and strength against his own was almost too much. Mike had never felt such an urgency against his body and while his mind grappled with the thought, his own body started to react too. He could feel his own limbs starting to push back, with increasing vigor, and his breathing was getting hard. He swallowed with increasing difficulty as Scott’s tongue was wedged firmly inside his mouth, running all around it, tasting every inch of the inside of his mouth. He could smell Scott’s scent and it seemed to be getting stronger with each passing second.

The limits of their bodies took over and just as the pressure was intensifying, they broke apart, to lay side by side, gasping for air. Their loud gulps and gasps for air bounced around the darkened bedroom and yet Mike could still see Scott. He saw him laying there, shimmering as if in a pool of water with a glow from a bright moon reflecting on him. It was an eerie sight for him and yet it also heightened his desire for this man.

Scott could barely gurgle out each gasp as his lungs felt like they had expended every molecule of oxygen. He had a burning sensation in his lungs and he struggled to drink in the dark night air. With each lung full that he took in he could also taste the wonderful man scent that was Mike and it only made him try to gulp in more, faster.

They lay there, as if they had spent hours thrashing around, when it had only been minutes. Their bodies lay there, glistening with their sweat and Randy stared at the two lanky men, a twinge of regret and lost chances washing over him. Small tears were around the corners of his eyes as he stood at the foot of the bed.

He watched as slowly the harsh heaving motion of the two defined chests started to ease, and the running rivulets of sweat seemed to slow down.  Silently he moved forward now, and he reached out to Scott, carefully running his hand up the moistened legs, feeling the matted leg hairs as his hands reached up towards Scott’s waist.

Scott jumped at the sudden touch and Mike felt the movement. Simultaneously they both glanced downwards to their feet and saw Randy kneeling at the bottom of the bed, his hand outstretched as he ran it slowly up Scott’s leg towards the waist.  Scott stared at the pale figure, his eyes moistened now with small tears as images of Randy in the hotel room flashed across his mind.

Mike could sense the emotions running through Scott and he placed his own arm gently across Scott’s side. He could feel the small tremors of emotion running through Scott as Randy’s hands continued their travel upwards to Scott’s waist.

Scott turned his head from the surreal scene at the foot of the bed to gaze into Mike’s eyes. He saw the compassion and understanding in those eyes and his heart seemed to leap forward, to engulf Mike in its embrace.

Their eyes were locked together and Scott was slowly falling into their magical hold. His brain was slowly surrendering once more to the passion of the moment when he felt the soft caress against his buttocks. Scott felt the soft gentle rub against each of his ass cheeks, and then the sudden tug on his waist as his underwear was slowly and lovingly being lowered. His penis was itching inside their confines and he could feel his heart skip a beat, then skip another as the pressure continued and he felt the soft cotton fabric sliding off his crotch.

His pubic hairs were free to feel the rush of the night air, and he could feel his hard penis stretching the fabric, stuck in the tightness of the waist band when a gently touch of a hand seemed to caress the fiery member, holding it still while the elastic was pulled over it, and then suddenly, his hard thick cock was free.

In seconds the underwear was off his body and his legs were totally free and Scott lay there, next to Mike, now totally nude, ready for the next round of their prize battle.

Mike noticed the slight movements and twitches in Scott’s body and a quick glance told his brain all it needed to know. Scott was being readied for him, and then he too felt a soft strange hand run along his own muscular legs. He could feel the hand taking its time, gently exploring the muscles and the dark hair that curled around his legs.

The hand moved up Mikes leg, gently pushing inside the boxer’s leg openings. It gently reached up the side of his leg, and then down, then around, to gently push at the raging hard penis inside. The touch seemed to make his penis jerk and mike let out a small moan.

That seemed to signal the hand to pull out of the leg opening and now Mike could feel the finger’s wrapping themselves around the waistband, and then they were slowly but firmly pulling at the material, forcing it downwards, forcing it towards his feet, forcing it to release its hold and cover over his body and he raised his hips slightly, to help ease its passage. As he raised his hips, the fingers pulled faster now and suddenly his penis jerked hard, striking the warm moistened flesh of Scott’s thigh.

The touch seemed to ignite once more the fires within both men. His boxer’s not yet off his legs, didn’t seem to matter to Mike as he lunged forward with his body to crush his weight into Scott’s waiting body.

Scott could feel the fires starting once again deep inside his body. He sensed the urgency rising in Mike, and he waited for the storm to explode onto him.

Mike’s body pushed hard against Scott, and he felt his legs rise up as the boxer’s were yanked off his body. He pushed forward now, wedging both of his legs between Scott’s legs, spreading them apart and his whole body seemed to force Scott backwards, turning him off his side onto his back.

Mike’s force was relentless as he drove his body into Scott’s. He legs were firmly between Scott’s hot legs. His flesh seemed to meld into Scott’s and he could feel his hard penis digging into Scott’s lower groin, pushing hard into the full balls that dangled below Scott’s hot pulsing penis.

He ground his hips hard into Scott’s body, and he crushed his mouth full onto the firm lips in front of him. They kissed hard, this time it was Mike’s tongue winning the battle at the gate, and it roared fast into the open mouth, tasting some of the salty sweat that had once more found its way around Scott’s lips.

The assault lasted briefly as Mike pulled back and then he reached down, kissing hard and fast on Scott’s chin, then his cheeks, tasting all of him. Scott’s hands were clenching and unclenching against Mike’s upper back, and his knees were locked tight around Mike’s own legs. IT was like they were trying to force their flesh to unite into one. Both of them were grunting and groaning from the force of their desire for each other.

Mike continued his kissing assault on Scott. He was now forcing Scott’s chin up and his head back as he dove down to lick and kiss the underneath of Scott’s neck. He pressed his lips hard against the soft warm skin, tasting the salt of the sweat and smelling deeply the scent that he knew was Scott.

They embraced each other, Mike’s hands were racing all along Scott’s side and back up to his shoulder’s. Scott was running his hands against the back, feeling the hard muscles as they tightened and flexed under the strain.

Suddenly Mike felt Scott’s legs being pushed apart, pushed away from his and he knew that it was time. He pushed his face down, licking the small sunken cavity in Scott’s neck, tasting the hot flesh, and still he moved down, tasting the tiny blond hairs that were between his bosom.  As he moved down he slid his own body down, his crotch no longer crushing into Scott’s groin. He could feel the heat of Scott’s penis against his own belly now, he could feel the tremors of the hard penis as blood rushed into the pulsing organ that lay against his stomach. Mike was feeling his brain losing control once again, and his chest started to heave as he struggled to fill his lungs with air. This time, there would be no stopping.

Scott felt his legs pushed apart, he resisted, he didn’t want to have any part of his body not touching Mike’s hot flesh, but the pressure was relentless and forceful. He had no choice and reluctantly his body gave in to the pressure and then he felt his legs being forced upwards. Suddenly his brain was able to register the motion and he started to co operate with the strange force on his legs.

Scott’s heart was racing now, and he started to gasp for air. He realized what was about to happen and his anticipation and anxiety rose. He struggled to regain his composer and slowly he managed to regain slight control over his body. He drank deeply of the night air, bringing Mike’s full body scent deep into his own body now and to fill his lungs with the needed oxygen.

His legs were up now, and Mike’s face was pushing up against his chest. Scott could feel the rough edge of Mike’s tongue against his nipple and it was sending wave after wave of electricity through his body. He could feel his muscles twitch under the assault and he groaned even louder with each flick of Mike’s tongue against his hot burning flesh.

Mike could barely contain himself. Each time he touched the hot white flesh of Scott’s body, his own body seemed to jerk and tremble. He knew he couldn’t spend much more time up here, but he couldn’t stop. The taste and pleasure he was getting was over powering. He could feel the hard erect nipple growing with each flick of his tongue.

Mike’s hands now were down around Scott’s waist, and they were eagerly touching the warm flesh that was Scott. He could feel every part of that silky smooth body under his fingers, and each touch made his heart skip a beat and then roar faster. Rivers of sweat poured down his face as he kissed the left nipple, then drag his tongue along the chest to the right nipple, where he kissed it, tasting it, feeling it harden further, then back to dragging his tongue towards the left nipple where he would be further surprised to find it even harder than seconds earlier. The body beneath him was starting to squirm from side to side under his weight and his hands could feel the fiery furnace against his own stomach.

Scott’s penis was wedged hard against him, and it felt like a steel blast furnace. The heat was intense but no less than that of his own thick pulsing cock.

Mike’s hands now moved inside of Scott’s legs, and slowly brought Mike’s shoulder’s under them. His hands were firmly wrapped around the upper thighs and around. They had Scott covered, and with one quick motion, Scott found his legs high up in the air and over, leaning back towards Scott’s own head.

As Scott’s legs rose and pushed back, Mike’s hands moved up and with the force of his arms he now held Scott’s legs up and over. He rested his whole body weight onto Scott’s legs and his hard penis was pushing up against Scott’s upraised buttocks.

The movement forced them apart and now mike gazed down towards Scott. He stared into the blue eyes and he saw the desire and need burning inside. His own eyes reflected a similar state to Scott and they seemed to finally connect together. It was as if both of them had suddenly found the key to the other’s soul.

Mike could feel a hand grip his hard throbbing penis and he stayed perfectly still, his attention still locked onto Scott’s wonderful angular face, the long eye lashes, the well defined nose, its nostrils flaring slightly with each breath that Scott took.

He could feel the hand pushing against his penis, and then a sudden sensation of something foreign on it, and somehow, despite it all, his brain registered what was happening. Mike waited now, waiting for the hand to finish stroking his hard penis. His body shivered with the strain as the hand pulled and pushed and then forced the thick hard cock down. He could feel the touch of Scott’s skin as the hand guided his penis down and to the right, then a bit to the left and then suddenly he knew he was there.

The fingers that were wrapped around his penis now slid downwards and found the hot buttocks of Scott. They slowly caressed the hot flesh, as the penis lay on top, quivering with excitement, waiting its chance to penetrate this hot white flesh.

The hand seemed to be all knowing and all seeing. It slowly and softly seemed to spread apart the tightly held cheeks, letting Mike’s hot hard penis wedge itself even further into the opening. Scott groaned as he felt the touch of Mike’s hard penis against his asshole. HE groaned more as the hands seemed to knead the flesh of his cheeks, gently loosening them, gently pulling them apart even more.

Everything felt like it was in slow motion, and Scott and Mike were both softly moaning in the night. Mike’s body was swaying slightly as Scott’s ass was being readied for his entrance. Scott was nervous about taking the solid object that was poised above his asshole but the gentle caress of the hand seemed to make it all feel right. The anxiety left him and instead he could feel nothing but a sudden burning desire for the huge cock to enter his body and for his whole being to join with Mike. He started to squirm and push up a little as he felt the weight of Mike’s penis pushing against his tight sphincter muscle.

Mike didn’t know how much longer he could hold this position, his body was aching with desire to enter the warm pink hole, and his head was swaying back and forth, his eyes shut tight but still seeing Scott’s beautiful face in front of him. He groaned loudly as he felt a warm wetness around his penis. There was a slight roughness to the wetness and he realized that a tongue was quickly licking at his penis and at Scott’s anus. He couldn’t believe it, and it was a feeling he had never ever felt before. The roughness of the tongue against the bulging head of his cock was almost too much, he could feel his balls tightening even more under his cock, and then to feel that same tongue licking at the tight pink hole beneath his cock head was too much. He couldn’t stand it and he found his body starting to push forward and down.

The tongue vanished and his moistened cock head split open Scott’s readied anus. The pink sphincter muscle gave under the pressure and Mike let out a loud yell as he found his penis pushing deep inside of Scott’s body.

Scott screamed out as the hot penis plowed deep into his rectum, pushing aside the tight pink muscle that guarded his anus. It had surrendered before the first volley and he felt his whole body shake to the invasion of Mike’s battering ram.

The screams and shouts seemed to be lost into the dark of the night as Mike’s body pushed onwards. He was grinding his hips hard into Scott’s upraised ass cheeks. They slapped against his groin and he could feel his own balls striking Scott’s buttocks. The sounds meant nothing to either of them. They were locked in a silent battle of union. Together they groaned and moaned as the huge cock pushed inside, feeling the hot silky smoothness of Scott’s chute. The inner muscles gave little resistance to the pulsing penis as it pushed past them but as the penis hit deep inside of Scott, and its plunging motion slowed, the sinewy muscles inside now wrapped themselves around the thick hard cock. It surrounded the throbbing man meat and started to squeeze it, as if to make it cum right then and there.

Mike let out a yell at the harsh pressure on his cock took him by surprise and then he pulled back a little , feeling his cock slowly pull backwards, tearing itself free of the tight grip. He lunged forward now, and still the grip of the sinewy muscles held.

Mike had his hands firmly planted above Scott’s head, one on either side as he struggled to free his penis from Scott’s death grip. He could feel the battle run through his body, making his whole body start to shake and shudder.

Scott could feel the gigantic war raging inside his rectum and he felt so warm and wonderful as his body became a battle ground for passion. He felt his legs tremble with each onslaught of Mike’s battering ram, each pull out to gather strength to strike again made his legs quiver like jelly and he tossed his head back and forth, striking his face against Mike’s sweating arms.

His own arms flayed about, pounding the bed with each downward thrust of Mike’s penis into his rectum. He could feel his muscles tighten then loosen, and the ache in his ass slowly was growing. It was spreading throughout his body and he could feel his knees grinding at the joint, his hips twisting under the weight of Mike’s weight. His toes were curled and cramping up as he fought to make this the most memorable battle of lust and love that Mike had experienced. He willed his muscles to hold their ground, to keep that pulsing throbbing penis inside  him, to force it in deeper and to force it to give up its energy to him.

On the battle raged and the night was filled with the grunts and groans of the two warriors as they battled for supremacy of the field. Mike’s thrusts were coming faster with each passing second as he struggled to batter his way into Scott’s sacred inner sanctum. Rivers of sweat ran down his back and his legs. Waves of sweat poured down his face onto Scott’s soaked skin and still he waged his battle, getting more and more desperate with each passing second, with each giant thrust.

Scott could feel himself losing the battle, his inner muscles were gradually losing their strength to hold the plunging weapon, loosening their grip on the thick pulsing penis. Suddenly he felt a strange sensation and he could feel his own penis finally enter into the battle.  His brain seemed shocked as his penis was suddenly gripped hard and he found his penis being pulled up and down. The skin was like fire, and it slapped hard against his own stomach and he started to squirm under this new attack.

Mike could feel himself winning, his penis was pushing deeper and deeper and the pressure was lessening when suddenly he was struck by a sudden spasm of strength deep inside Scott. The tiring inner muscles, had found a second wind and they gripped his plunging penis even harder than at the beginning and he let out a loud primal scream as the pressure had succeeded.

Mike’s balls couldn’t hold back now. The sudden motion and grip on his thick throbbing penis had surprised him and his brain had released his reserves. Blood was draining from every part of his body, rushing for one last defense of his passion and his heart. He could feel the numbness starting in his hands, working their way up his arms. His legs were like rubber and he could barely keep his body up.

Scott couldn’t believe it, the sudden strength inside him as he struggled to fight the new assault on his soul and his love. His body reacted quickly, it sent his muscles into a death spasm and he could feel the strong fibers of his insides wrap themselves firmly around the hot burning flesh that was Mike’s penis. He could feel his ass cheeks tighten to grip the whole cock shaft that was buried inside him and his body was fighting with everything in its power. His brain released his reserves and his blood went pouring out to add its weight to the struggle.

Scott’s arms were a blur as they pounded repeatedly the bed, the fingers no longer feeling anything, his hands white from the strain and his arms flapping in the night air, no longer with any power or strength as everything was concentrated at his groin. His legs were stretched out, even his toes as his lungs squeezed every drop of oxygen out of the sacs. His heart was in the red, and the blood was being pumped out faster than it could be brought back for replenishment.

Scott cried out as it was only seconds left. His balls had flung themselves upwards and were still being crushed by Mike’s body. The hand gripped his penis harder, and moved along its pulsing length even faster now, pulling it, pushing it, stretching it and Scott could no longer hold on. He was losing and the sudden spurt of strength left him as his whole body arched upwards.

The back of Mike’s legs were taught and wound up like a spring. You could bounce an anvil off of them as he felt his penis struggle deep inside the warmth of Scott’s rectum. With one last valiant effort he had managed to bring his penis upwards, to where just his cock head lay buried into the hot flesh. With a final deep breath, he pushed down, sending his pulsing penis down into the silky smooth tunnel, sending it deep towards the inner reaches of Scott’s body, desperately reaching deep inside for that final resting spot. As he plunged his body forward, his strength was finally gone and his whole body collapsed on top of Scott. At the same time he felt a sudden spasm beneath him and a hot splash reached out from between the two bodies to hit him in the chin, then again another hot splash hit him, on his neck and he knew he had won.

As the second hot splash of Scott’s cum hit his chest, Mike’s throbbing penis seemed to stop suddenly, the inner muscles were confused and released their hold, and before they could tighten once more, the huge throbbing penis was pushing down again, faster than ever, pushing aside the surprised muscles, burring itself deep into Scott’s rectum. Scott screamed loud and long as the huge cock entered him where no other object had ever been before and as it reached his soul, the huge cock started to jerk from side to side.

The hard jerking motion forced Scott’s’ body into a wave of convulsions and before he knew it, he could feel a strong warmth start to flood his insides. Scott’s screams died in his throat as he found one last surge of strength and tightened his buttock muscles around the throbbing cock inside him.

Wave after wave of hot cum came flooding out of the bulging cock head and it filled Scott’s insides. The first wave of cum was shot out so far that Scott was sure he could taste it at the back of his throat, then he felt the huge cock head shudder and jerk again, and this time a second hot load of white cream came shooting out and he was definite this time, he could taste the cum in his throat.

Scott’s body shook with each jerk of Mike’s cock inside him, and his own penis was still firing off its’ own milky white loads, coating both of their stomachs with its stickiness.

Just as suddenly as the battle had been waged, it ended. Mike’s whole body was shaking as the last drops of his milk dribbled out of his now exhausted penis. Scott’s cock had begun to slowly soften, coated in sweat and the drying flakes of cum.

They lay there, both of them gasping. Their voices no longer shouting, barely able to even whisper as their hearts were trying to regain control from their sonic pace. Neither of them had the strength to move, and they were like two dead corpses, spread eagled on the bed. Only the final spasms of their muscles to show that they had lived through the war.

Gradually feeling returned to their limbs as blood once again flowed slowly and evenly through their bodies. Mike was finally able to muster enough strength to pull himself out of Scott’s grip and roll off to one side, his eyes glazed still but the smile on his face was enough to tell anyone that he was content.

Scott couldn’t believe it. He still was prone to the occasional twitch, as his muscles slowly regained their flexibility. He managed to turn his face to see Mike’s look of contentment and of love. His own eyes returned the feeling, and he felt a strange glow.

Several minutes had passed before either of them could speak, and then slowly Scott managed to raise himself on one arm to thank Mike. Mike merely nodded his head as he was still weak from his struggles. He finally managed to gain control back over his own body and as the heaving of his chest subsided he found his voice.

The room was bathed in a flickering light and Mike glanced over to his night table to see that one of his candles was lit. So that is where the light was coming from he thought.

“So… guess you guys ready for the next round?” a voice asked from the foot of the bed.

Scott and Mike both glanced down, to see Randy standing at their feet. He was fully erect, his long thick penis sticking out from his young lithe body was aimed right between the two of them.

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