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.