Sex in the Sky

*”By Tom Collins and Jushorny”*

**Joel**

It seemed as if Devlin were trying to be honest with me. I was wondering if he meant it when he said that he was open to the possibilities of a deeper relationship as he pulled me back down to him, capturing my lips in a slow, coffee flavored kiss. I held back a little as I thought about his words, trying hard to ignore his hand stroking my hard cock. It wasn’t easy.

Risk, I decided, is what it all came down to in the end. Life, and everything it entailed, was a gamble. The only reason people get out of bed every morning is that they didn’t really believe that anything bad could happen to them. The simple act of breathing wasn’t without risk, so why should I be so scared to lay my heart on the line? I knew the reason; I’d die from a broken head, but I’d have to live with a broken heart. What I was beginning to realize, as Dev pulled me closer, was that if I didn’t take any risks I wouldn’t make any gains.

I’d discovered last night that I couldn’t close my eyes without seeing his face, and my bed had been such an empty space for too long. I needed someone filling it, not just anyone, him, Devlin. Beautiful, confidant Devlin, who made me feel like trying again, like those grey clouds really could have a silver lining if I was just willing to look for it.

Having decided to take the chance, I relaxed and let myself sink into the kiss. It was so easy to lose myself in Devlin’s taste and textures. Before I knew it, my whole world revolved around the joining of our mouths and the mingling of our breath. The smooth softness of the skin on his back and the inside of his thigh tantalized my fingers, while his firm, skilled hand slowly stroked me closer to orgasm.

Lifting my foot up onto the rail of the stool, I pulled his knee up onto my hip, slid my hand up the back of his thigh and as far into the baggy leg of his shorts as I could. He immediately rocked his hips to meet my fingertips as they grazed along the crease where thigh meets ass, and whimpered loudly into my mouth. I knew I’d just found a very sensitive spot and would use that knowledge to my advantage.

He increased the pace and pressure of his hand on my cock, forcing me to return his moan with a groan of my own. It became impossible for me to keep myself from matching the rhythm of his strokes with my own thrusts. I felt a tingling spread from my groin outward, down the insides of my thighs and up into my abs, as my balls started to tighten and pull up a little.

Grabbing his wrist, I broke the kiss, “Stop…you have to stop,” I gasped. Resting my forehead on his, I gently pulled his hand away from me. Lacing my fingers with his, I tucked the back of his hand against my chest.

Closing my eyes, I concentrated on calming down and slowing my breathing, but opened them and looked into his when he stammered, “Wha—why?” His wide-eyed expression and the tone of his voice were incredulous. I thought I saw a tinge of hurt in the set of his mouth and brows when he pulled his head back from mine, breaking contact with my forehead.

“Because, I need to calm down, Dev. There are too many things I wanna do to you, with you. No matter how good you are at giving hand jobs, I wanna save it for when it’ll really count. Besides, the longer you wait, the more intense it is when you finally let yourself come,” I replied, grinning crookedly and giving him a slow wink. His expression softened and the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile of relief.

My breathing and pulse were coming back to normal, but my throat had gone dry. I gave him a quick kiss before straightening up and shrugging my robe back up onto my shoulders. I let it hang open as I reached past his shoulder for my iced coffee. I pulled it out of the cardboard drink tray and stirred it with the straw, before taking several long sips from it to quench my thirst. The fact that he’d ordered my coffee exactly the way I took it told me he’d been paying attention to me for a while and I hadn’t even realized it. He’d also gotten a pastry that I would have picked, a cream cheese filled, cranberry muffin.

He pushed himself upright as I reached past him again and picked up the muffin. “Is this for me?” I asked, and he confirmed that it was. “You’re awfully thoughtful, Devlin. Have you been stalking me? That’s the only way I can think of that you’d know my preferences so well,” I teased, as I set my coffee down and carefully pulled the top off the muffin, exposing the filling.

“No, but I “do” make a point to learn about those who stalk “me”,” he replied with a grin and wink.

I shook my head and chuckled, “I wasn’t stalking you. It was more like…” I paused to think of just the right phrase, “Bird watching. Yes, it was akin to bird watching,” I nodded, affirming my choice of words. His hearty laugh turned to a quiet groan as he watched my tongue glide across the underside of the muffin cap, gathering some of the sweetened, cream cheese and bringing it into my mouth. His unexpected reaction gave me an extremely wicked idea. “Want a taste?” I asked, arching my brow and smiling.

When he nodded, I took another lick and set the muffin on the counter then leaned in, wrapping my arms over his shoulders. I kissed him slow and deep, sharing the cream cheese back and forth until it had completely dissolved. While we kissed, I slid my hands down his chest and pulled the elastic waistband of his shorts and underwear down, exposing his achingly beautiful cock. I wrapped my left hand around his shaft as I reached for the bottom part of the muffin with my right. Peeking through my lashes, I could see he’d closed his eyes; he seemed totally focused on the kiss and my hand on his hot flesh.

I gave his shaft a couple of slow, hard strokes before pushing the muffin bottom over the head of his dick and smearing it around. The sudden, strange feeling and cool temperature surrounding the head of his dick made his entire body twitch violently and his head jerked back, breaking the kiss with a startled gasp.

“What the—?” he started to ask and cut himself off when he looked down and saw what I was doing, “Oh…shit, man…” he groaned, bracing his elbows on the counter behind him and lifting his ass off the stool a bit, his hips grinding slightly in midair as if he couldn’t control himself. I crouched, bracing my knee on the foot bar of the stool, smiling at him before using my lips to pinch off a bite from the side of the muffin. “Goddamn, Joel!” he exclaimed.

I took my time consuming the muffin, making sure I didn’t touch his skin with my lips until it was all gone. I looked up at him while I swallowed the last bit. His face was flushed and his breathing had become ragged. I smiled impishly and watched him while I slowly cleaned the cream cheese off with the flat of my tongue. I loved all the sounds and exclamations he was making, I loved the way his fingers felt, running through my damp hair, the way he tried in vain to thrust deeper when I took his head into my mouth to suck and tongue the sweet filling out of his slit.

Once I’d gotten it all and tasted pure pre-cum, I pulled off with a smacking sound and gave his shaft one last lick before standing. He tried to keep me down there, but I had other ideas. “I think it’s time we moved into my bedroom, Stud”muffin”.”

**Devlin**

I could barely breathe when he suggested moving into his bedroom. The seductive, teasing way in which Joel decided to share his muffin had my hormones raging. I knew he had a healthy dose of my pre-cum already and I was more than ready to give him a full load. My shorts fell to the floor as I stood up and gave him a quick passionate kiss.

“Lead the way,” I whispered in his ear as my hand slid down his back to squeeze his ass.

Once inside his bedroom, I moved behind him and slid the robe off, letting it fall to the floor while my hands returned to rest upon his shoulders. The only thing I saw was the king size bed, and the strength of his upper back. His muscles were stretched to direct me to the center and his spine beckoned me lower. Joel pushed back against me and my mouth descended. My lips opened and closed against the crook of his neck, sucking his skin in until I bit down on him.

His head tilted, letting me continue sucking and nipping at his shoulder, my hand moved around to his chest, pulling his body tight against mine. My cock found its home, nestling between his round, soft ass cheeks. He reached back and held my hips, while pushing his ass against me. We moaned together, finally being able to feel skin against skin. I found his nipple and teased it, squeezing and pinching until it was as hard as his cock. I licked behind his ear, nibbled on the lobe, and whispered for him to lie down.

I smiled into his eyes as our bodies came back into contact on the bed, my legs fit nicely between his. Supporting myself on one elbow gave me a free hand to run over his chest and the side of his body. Our tongues rubbed against each other just as our cocks were doing, mixing our pre-cum for the very first time. I could feel his hand on my back, running his fingers slowly up and down the center.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Joel.”

I slid lower, finally having the chance to spend time with his furry chest. My tongue traveled slowly from his neck. His scent was intoxicating, and feeling his hair against my tongue forced more pre-cum to leak from my already throbbing cock.

His chest hair was wet, plastered against his skin by the time I paused. I licked across his chest to his nipple, feeling it harden against my tongue. Humming, I bit down on his hardened nubs, back and forth, letting neither soften. He arched against me, squirming under my weight.

Today promised to be a delightfully long series of explorations. I kept telling myself to keep it slow, that we had plenty of time. From the corner of my eye, I could see his armpit and felt my cock twitch as my tongue instinctively licked its way over. With my head, I nudged him into lifting his arm to gain access, where I resumed licking and tasting. Joel’s free hand held my head, running his fingers through my hair. “Damn, you taste delicious,” I managed to moan between licks.

I needed to kiss him again. Placing his arms over his head, I caught the look of lust and excitement in his eyes. I lowered and pressed my lips tightly against his. Joel opened his mouth as my tongue slid in, his tongue stabbing against mine. We played, letting the other take over, but for only seconds at a time, neither of us willing to let the other have complete control.

Joel licked my chest while I slid up his body, taking his fingers into my mouth. Switching from one finger to the other, I sucked and licked until they were all wet. I groaned as his teeth sunk down onto my nipple. In reply, my body arched, pushing hard against him.

“How about rolling over, Joel?” he looked into my eyes and I sensed something was about to change. Before I realized what he was doing, he was on top of me. He did roll over, only he pinned me beneath him, his gazed still locked into mine.

“It’s my turn to taste you, Studmuffin.”

**Joel* *

Devlin arched beneath me, panting in anticipation of my exploration of his beautiful body. I’d spent a lot of time becoming acquainted with his front the evening before, but I’d yet to play with his ass. Bending my knees so that I was above him, I worked my way down his body. I paid attention to all of his erogenous zones that I already knew about, and discovered a few more, but didn’t linger for long in any one location. Avoiding his cock, I spent a little time licking and sucking the velvety skin of his inner thighs. He kept trying to encourage me to move back up and suck him, but like last night, I wouldn’t let him rush me.

Straightening up and sitting back a bit, I let my ass rest lightly on my heels and looked at him for a minute, trying to wrap my mind around the fact that I finally had a man in my bed again. His impatience got the better of him; he reached for me just as I took hold of his hips and rolled him over onto his stomach. He exclaimed in mild surprise. I couldn’t keep from laughing as I crawled up his body.

I took my time exploring his back, starting with his shoulders and the nape of his neck. Deciding that now was a good time to test the waters, I settled my hips onto his, letting my cock snuggle into his crack. I couldn’t tell if his gasp was from pleasure or surprise because he pushed up for a split second and hesitated before he tried to pull away from the contact.

“Joel, don’t,” he said, trying to get out from under me.

Holding very still, I whispered into his ear, “Take it easy, Devlin, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” He didn’t seem reassured, so I slid down his body enough that my cock dangled between his thighs and continued exploring his back, searching for more hot spots and sensitive areas. He relaxed and began enjoying the pleasure I was giving him.

I was busily giving him a hickey on his tailbone, to match the one around his navel, while massaging his glutes. He panted loudly, grinding his cock into the mattress and clutched a couple of goose down pillows. Moving further down, I licked the length of the underside of his cheek. Moving back and forth between them, I occasionally lapped between his legs and into the bottom of his crack, while skimming my fingers along the split. Finally, he lifted his hips off the mattress, spreading his knees for balance, and pushed his ass at me as he physically begged me to do more than tease.

Spreading his cheeks with my hands, I dipped my tongue back between his legs and ran it along the bottom of his fissure, pausing to flick his pucker before completing the trip to the top. He made a strange grunting sound, and thrust at me. I’d nearly forgotten how much pleasure I got from giving a rim job. I reveled in the slightly bitter tang and listened to Devlin’s groans and shudders as I sealed my lips over his pucker. Sucking gently, I licked and flicked it, occasionally grazing the soft flesh with my teeth. I moved my head with him as he squirmed under my ministrations, probing with a stiffened tongue to test his tightness and resistance.

Either he was resisting me or he was incredibly tight because I couldn’t make my tongue stiff enough to get past the outer ring of muscle. I suspected that this was a new experience for him. Straightening up, I pushed on his hips, rolling him onto his side and then to his back. He looked at me questioningly as I moved between his legs. Leaning over him, bracing myself to either side of his shoulders, I tested him again. I’d just been rimming him, would he be willing to kiss me now? I leaned down slowly, giving him a chance to pull away, but he actually reached up and pulled me down to him, kissing me hard and eagerly opening when I sought entrance to his mouth.

He surprised me by clutching my hips and pulling them down while rocking his. He had me lying on top of him, cradling my hips between his legs as we humped against each other’s stomachs, our aching cocks rubbing together. I almost lost myself in how perfectly we were moving together until it occurred to me that this might be his way of asking me to take him. I wasn’t going to ask because that could break the mood by causing him to think about what was happening. Instead, I slid lower and rubbed my shaft just under his balls.

He reacted the same way he did before, pushing into me and groaning into my mouth before pulling away from the contact and breaking the kiss to say, “Joel, I don’t…” I didn’t reply this time; I just kept sliding further down as if that were my intention the whole time. I placed open-mouthed kisses down the length of his torso until I settled my chest between his legs, propping myself up with my elbow next to his hip. Kissing and licking along the groove between his hip and leg, I coated two of my fingers from pool of our combined pre-cum around his cock.

Licking and sucking along the underside of his shaft produced the desired effect. He rocked his hips up, sank his hands into my hair and gripped it. He was pulling on my hair, trying to force me to take him into my mouth, so desperate to come that he had stopped caring if he hurt me. I resisted as I slid my slick fingers into his still damp crack and found his hole.

“Oh fuck…oh god…shit, man,” he cried as I mixed the pre-cum and spit together, massaging his pucker. I kept mouthing his shaft as I pushed my index finger past his resistance. It was easy enough to distract him, all I had to do was run my tongue over the head of his dick while I loosened him up to get him ready for a second finger. He grew accustomed to the invasion and relaxed around my finger faster than I’d expected. By the time I slipped my middle finger in next to my index, he was thrusting his ass up, clearly wanting more.

Using my free hand to untangle his fingers from my wavy hair, I lifted my head and raised myself a little higher on my elbow. “Joel, c’mon man, what’re you doing?” he growled, sounding extremely frustrated.

“I’m not going to suck you.” He took my hand and put it on his dick, trying to get me to jack him. When I moved my hand away and grinned at him, he reached for his dick to jack himself and I grabbed his left hand with mine, holding it in an arm wrestling grip. “Don’t, Devlin, I want to see if I can make you come without touching your dick.” I told him, looking him in the eye.

He snorted, “I’m not sixteen, man. I won’t come if you don’t—Jesus fuck…holy shit…Ah God…” his words trailed off into unintelligible grunts as I worked the pads of my fingers over his prostate in a circular motion. His hips bucked against my hand, his neck and chest bowed up from the bed while his legs spread further apart and he gripped the brass bars of the headboard with his right hand. While his eyes were open, I knew they had glazed over completely. The entirety of his awareness had focused inward. Smiling, I watched his cock jumping on his abs and his nuts drawing up.

He suddenly took in a huge gulp of air and froze just as his balls separated and rode up to either side of his shaft. The first blast of semen shot right over our joined hands to land in the middle of his chest. A long groan, so loud it had to have hurt his throat, accompanied it. Watching his hips buck into the air as he shot stream after stream onto his chest, our joined hands and his stomach, while hearing his cries of pleasure made me want to sink myself balls deep into him so badly that I almost gave into the temptation.

He collapsed, going completely limp like a rag doll. He lay there, eyes closed, chest heaving, his body trembling and twitching from the occasional aftershocks. I moved next to him, lying on my side and propped my head on my palm while watching his slow recovery and licking his come off my hand. I’m certain that the grin I wore made me look foolish, but I couldn’t stop and didn’t care.

**Devlin**

When I stopped shaking and could breathe again, I saw Joel alongside me, grinning and licking come from his hand. I know I had a silly grin on my face, having just come down from a very intense orgasm.

“That was fucking incredible. Never in my life have I felt anything close to that. Thanks, Babe.”

I rubbed some come over my chest before I reached around behind him, pulling him to me, and giving him the best kiss I knew how to give. The wheels in my head were turning, stopping, reversing, and spinning. There were so many new thoughts to file, and I needed to reorganize some old ones as well, before I could find a way to express how I felt. I held him, keeping him engaged in the kiss to give me the time I needed to clear my mind. My previous experience was limited. Sure, back in college, my relationship with my roommate did include finger fucking, but it was my fingers and his ass. I never rimmed him, yet I did fuck him. I wondered if what I had done to him was even close to what Joel had just done to me. Did the fact that I enjoyed the rimming so much mean I might enjoy more?

As I lay there getting fucked. Something touched my lips. I opened my eyes and saw Jake’s hard cock. I opened my mouth and took him in. He fucked my mouth as Ross fucked my ass. I was in heaven and I felt another orgasm coming. As Ross fucked me, I shot off again. Not a lot but enough to make me feel good. Ross began to move faster and then buried his cock in me and came. Jake removed his cock and I watched as his cum shot out on my chest and drip down his hand. He licked his cum from his fingers.

Ross withdrew his weapon from my battered ass and lay on the floor. I moved my hand down to my ass and reached around to feel it. My hole was huge and open. My fingers just slid into my ass like an open jar. I am surprised my intestines didn’t fall out. But I was so sated. His cock felt so good in my ass. Again, I wish we did not have to wear condoms. I would have loved to fucked and ate their cum all night. Or to be covered in their cum.

As Ross and I lay there, Jake returned with a couple of cokes. I could barely sit up to take a drink. “You took all of him.” Jake said nodding at Ross. “I could only do about ¾’s. It was so hot watching him fuck you.”

I took a sip of my coke and said. “Maybe you can watch us again…… later.”

The idea had abruptly become very appealing, he was suddenly and very unexpectedly aroused by the thought of taking as well as giving. It was, after all, ‘that’ cock in the photo that had awakened his ‘bi’ potential in the first place. Little wonder then that out of the blue he wanted it in him! He wanted very much to feel ‘that’ cock push through his own sphincter and way up inside his arse, and he wanted very, very, much to feel Mike’s spunk inside him - definitely no condom! He could suck him off another time, but this time he was going to feel what it was like to be fucked!

Daniel was in turns appalled and excited by his turn of thought, but he knew he was going to try it anyway, regardless of risk and potential pain. After all, Mike could hardly argue while tied to the bed, could he? And in any case, it had been agreed that he, Daniel, should be in control.

His decision made, his breath coming in quick pants, his heart drumming in anticipation, Daniel withdrew his fingers from Mike’s arse and leaned around to pick up the KY once more. Taking another large blob on his fingers and without stopping to think, he applied it to Mike’s cock, spreading it over the head and down the length of the shaft and making the entire length a hot, hard, slippery and beautiful object of Daniels desires. Mike tensed with the sudden cold of the gel on his cock and made a small questioning sound at the unexpected feeling.

What Mike thought he was doing Daniel didn’t know, or care, but because he wasn’t sure just how much he could take of Mike inside him and because he desperately wanted to feel Mike cum, he began wanking the slippery cock to bring Mike close to orgasm before he tried penetrating himself with it. This action probably calmed any queries Mike had, for he relaxed into the pleasure of Daniels hand, moaning softly from arousal and once again thrusting slightly with his hips.

Daniel continued to masturbate Mike, watching him carefully so as not to take him past that point of no return, and at the same time thought about the thing he was about to do. Was it really such a good idea? Could he face himself after having homosexual sex? Would he really enjoy it? Would he regret not doing it if he backed out? Daniels emphatic ‘yes’ to all these questions coincided with Mike making noises heralding approaching climax and so he immediately stopped wanking him and instead reached again for the lubricating gel. Mike, of course, assumed that this was another tease and a soft “oohh” of frustration escaped his lips.

Daniel two fingers acquired their third blob of gel and after putting the tube back on the bedside cabinet they vary carefully and deliberately smeared it around his own anus. Then, first one finger and then the other, they found their way inside to both lubricate the way and to give Daniel some idea of what to expect. This was, surprisingly, the first time anything had gone in that way and Daniel was amazed how easily they penetrated and how nice it felt. That did it. Any lingering doubts gone, Daniel climbed onto the bed and straddled Mike so that he was kneeling facing towards his head. He then reached around to take Mike’s cock and guide it towards his descending anus. As the tip met the crack between Daniels cheeks Mike suddenly realised his intentions and went absolutely rigid. “You sure?” he asked, breaking their pact of silence a second time.

“Yes, very.” replied Daniel. “But stay very still, let me do it!”

“Condom?” asked Mike

“No, shoot up me!” Daniel was committed!

“Oh, yes please!”

Lining Mike’s cock up with it’s target, Daniel allowed himself to sink lower until the tip now lay just touching the entrance, and he then stopped, hesitating just for a moment. Gathering his courage and giving himself up to his hunger, Daniel lowered himself further. For just a moment his sphincter muscle resisted, but with the combined lubrication of both penis and anus, it gave way and the head of Mike’s cock was abruptly inside Daniels arse! Both men groaned aloud. Mike from this unexpected pleasure and Daniel from the fact that the pain he expected did not come, except as the merest twinge.

Both men now remained still for a long couple of minutes, each taking pleasure from the moment of their first gay sex and assembling the courage to continue. For his part Daniel was content to relish the current sensations and contemplate those to come, while Mike hoped to have his turn to enjoy them! He had expected, and really only wanted, to be on the receiving end. He was, after all, the passive partner! But he was quite prepared to try giving as well. Just so long as it was ‘as well’.

After a minute or so simply savouring the exquisitely full feeling in his arse Daniel began to lower himself, slowly but surely impaling himself on Mike’s cock until he was sitting fully on Mike, his rectum filled with hot hard cock. He then began slowly and tentatively raising and lowering himself on Mike’s shaft, just enjoying the alien sensations of having a cock in his arse! With Mike’s knees held raised and open Daniel found that he couldn’t sit squarely upon Mike, but was pushed slightly forward by the extended thighs as he lowered himself. This had the effect of making Mike’s cock rub against Daniel’s anal entrance and against the opposite wall of his rectum, multiplying the apparent size of the invading member and the pleasure it gave him. Daniel was in ecstasy.

Having now assured himself of the capacity of his anus to cope with Mike’s cock, and of his own capacity to cope with the idea of gay sex, Daniel gave himself to lust and began rising and falling faster and faster, at each lunge pushing himself hard down upon Mike to get the deepest possible penetration. Quicker and quicker Mike’s cock pistoned in and out of Daniel, both men uttering little moans and groans of pleasure over their panting breath. Daniel was almost literally bouncing up and down on Mike, who was unable to resist making counter thrusts of his own, pushing himself up to meet Daniels descent so that their bodies slammed together, Daniel’s own rock hard cock slapping against Mike’s stomach each time.

Red faced and sweating, totally engrossed in their fucking, both men missed the involuntary little feminine cry of heat that would have told them that Sinead was well aware of their activity and responding in kind. In fact both men also missed the accidental swinging open of the door behind them that momentarily revealed Sinead standing in the doorway with her right hand deep inside her opened trousers. Almost instantly her left hand grabbed at the door edge and returned it to its partly open position, but there was obviously no fear of her watching television!

Oblivious to Sinead, Daniel was looking down at Mike as they fucked, gaining even greater arousal from the obvious pleasure on his partner’s face, seeing Mike’s mouth open and close, the veins begin to stand out on his neck and forehead and his hands pulling against his bonds as he responded to his lust. It seemed that Mike was enjoying the sensation of having his cock inside the tightness of Daniel’s arse as much as Daniel was enjoying it being there! All he needed was Mike’s cum jetting into him to make the pleasure complete, and with a thrill of realisation Daniel suddenly became aware that the moment was not very far away. Mike was almost there, his mouth had stopped moving, his jaws were now clenched, as were his fists, and his entire body had taken on coiled spring tension, just waiting for the moment of release.

It was not long in coming! With a groan deep from in his throat Mike pushed urgently upwards to meet Daniels downward stroke, his back raised from the bed in his desire to find greater depth inside Daniel, who, in turn, pushed down hard onto Mike so that when the explosion came it was as deep as possible inside his rectum. A second groan, longer and louder than before, came from Mike’s throat and his cock twitched and jerked inside Daniel, abruptly spurting his cum into the depths of the man’s arse. Daniel felt the twitch and felt the first gout of hot spunk explode into him. The sensation was tremendous, he had never felt such a thrill in his life as the feeling of that first spurt of a man’s hot cum entering his body and he wanted more. More came, three more great jets of spunk flooded into him, each one accompanied by a deep groan from Mike and a beautiful spasm from his cock, and each one making him wonder how much closer he could get to his own climax without bursting onto Mike’s stomach, and each one making him wonder why he had waited so long in his life to experience this sensation.

After releasing the first four great gouts of spunk into Daniel’s arse Mike fell back the inch or so onto the bed and began to thrust jerkily into him, each time sending a decreasing spurt of cum into his partner, until finally spent, he relaxed back onto the bed, panting and shuddering as his climax passed over. Daniel wanted the fabulous sensation in his stretched anus to continue, but the feel of Mike’s cock softening within him told him it couldn’t last, and with his own urgent need for release demanding attention, he lifted himself from Mike’s body, feeling the now flaccid penis slip from his very wet and gaping hole. Turned on even more by the feel of Mike’s cum dribbling from his arse he quickly released Mike’s straps.

“Kneel down” he commanded.

Mike quickly obliged, even forestalling Daniels next request by leaning forward, laying his cheek on the bed and stretching his arms out to either side ready to be retied. Once more attaching the straps to Mike’s wrists and knees so that Mike’s arse was raised into the air and fully exposed Daniel positioned himself behind him. Another blob of the ever useful KY applied to the tip of his own cock and massaged along its length and he was ready to give Mike a fucking to end all fuckings. Daniel was being carried away on a wave of lust, his partner’s feelings almost forgotten as he introduced the head of his cock to Mike’s anus and immediately pushed his way in. Mike yelped with pain, the sound causing Daniel to regret his action and immediately pulled back out.

“I’m sorry, are you ok?” He asked.

“Yes, go back in, do it again, don’t be gentle, it was good like that, you just surprised me, that’s all.” Mike’s words came in gasps, partly from need, partly from pain.

Daniel needed no second bidding. Placing his cock tip at Mike’s entrance he pushed hard, sliding his cock full length into Mike in one thrust. Mike moaned and pushed back.

“God, that’s good, fuck me hard” Mike wanted Daniels cock rammed into him without mercy.

Daniel did just that. Knowing this was a man instead of a woman he was fucking turned him on mightily, the forbidden fruit syndrome he supposed vaguely. Besides that, Mike’s arse was tight around his cock, intensifying the sensations, and his movements made his own dripping arse slurp, reminding him of the pleasure he’s just had and which he was about to give to Mike. He knew his cock was rock hard, bigger and harder than he’s ever known it. He knew too that his climax could not be far away after the stimulation of the thrill packed hour just passed. All this knowledge and the sight of Mike helpless before him spurred him on. He gripped Mike’s hips and fucked him. In and out drove Daniel slamming himself up against Mike’s buttocks in an attempt to delve deeper. Harder and harder, faster and faster, Daniel fucked Mike brutally. Mike moaned, whether from pain or pleasure, or both, Daniel neither knew nor particularly cared. Mike would say if he didn’t like it, wouldn’t he? And in any case, Daniel was pretty sure that he did.

Daniel was right too. The vicious reaming that Mike was receiving was hurting badly, it seemed to him as if his arse was being split apart and the pain was relentless. He felt sure that at least some of the lubrication must be his own blood! His face was being pushed roughly into the bed with each thrust and his hips were bruising from Daniels grip, but he didn’t care. The very intensity of the pain and his own helplessness and inability to do anything about it were making it the most stimulating experience of his life. Mike didn’t want it to stop, but he knew that Daniel would soon orgasm. If only he could carry on after he had cum! Or if only there was someone else to take over when Daniel finished!

And Daniel was close to finishing. He could feel the accumulation of pressure in his balls, the intensity of feeling building at the base of his cock, the shortness of his breathing and the loss of muscular control in his legs, all the signs of one almighty orgasm were there. And then so was the orgasm. His body took complete control, his back arched, his cock spasmed, and the heaviest load of spunk he had ever delivered was flooding into Mike’s arse. From his mouth came a long keening sound while from Mike’s came the words, “Yes, yes, yes!” shouted for the world to hear. Daniel was at the mercy of his climax. There was no way in which he could withdraw and thrust in again, he just had to pull on Mike’s hips and press harder with his own pelvis as he tried in vain to sow his seed deeper into Mike’s body. While he held Mike clamped to himself spurt after spurt of his spunk shot deep into Mike’s arse, each seemingly greater than the last. He groaned again at each one, until with the last he collapsed forward onto Mike’s back, panting and spent, his balls as empty as his arse was full.

………………………….

The two men showered in turn, cleaning away sweat, spunk and lubricant while examining their bodies for damage and their consciences for regret. Neither man found regret, though each found a few bruises they couldn’t account for and Mike did indeed find a trace of blood in his anus, though nothing like what he had feared. Now both were sat in the living room wrapped in towelling robes while Sinead was making them coffee.

“I’m sorry if the teasing didn’t happen quite as I thought it would, we didn’t do half what I had in mind” said Daniel, “But then I didn’t expect to be climbing on top of you and sitting on your cock.” He paused. “And I hope I haven’t hurt you, I know I got a bit carried away fucking you!”

“Thank God you did!” replied Mike, “It’s taught me some things about myself that I didn’t know”

“How do you mean?” asked Daniel.

Mike paused, embarrassed and not sure how, or even if, to continue. “Well, I knew I fancied trying it in the arse, and I knew I like being teased, but I didn’t know I like being forced, sort of ‘used’ I suppose. I also didn’t know that I liked it to hurt!”

Daniel looked at Mike. “And I didn’t know I could be so sadistic and so uncaring about another’s pleasure, I’m not sure if I’m happy about that.” He paused for a moment looking thoughtful, then smiled and said “But it seems we suit one another, so shall we meet again?”

The poppers had me swaying to his rhythm, while he rocked that fat cock in and out of me. I was dizzy and near faint, but strained to remain conscious while he started to fuck me deeper and faster. Maybe the poppers were wearing off or drying out, cause I started to feel some tremendous pressure when he bottomed out deep in my ass. I started to grunt and groan, and my cock was twitching, as Ray pounded harder and harder.

“Take this black man’s cum bitch. Take my cum deep in your ass like you want to get pregnant from me. Take my load like a woman that wants a child. Make a little black baby pop out of that ass in 9 months,” Ray screamed.

“Yes, give me your black child, make me pregnant, I will be anything you want,” I cried out.

Ray held my hips as tight as he could and pressed his stomach hard into my ass. I knew he was coming, as I was too. Jets of sperm sprayed from my cock as I felt him start to spasm and jerk. Over and over, I unloaded my cum onto his bed spread as he bucked his seed deep into my ass. I could feel every twitch of his cock as his cum erupted in spurts deep into me. So much cum was pouring into my ass that his cock now slid in and out so easily.

“I bet you do wish you could get pregnant from this black studs cum, huh?” he taunted me as he began to withdraw his cock.

I just collapsed on my stomach as he withdrew, laying in my own puddles of cum. I would be happy the rest of my life pleasing this stud. All I ever needed, until the day I died, was to satisfy that cock and be feed that cum.

Ray removed the mask from my face as I lay there and reality slowly crept back into my life. Still laying there, I watched as he walked to the bathroom and washed his still hard cock in the sink. He picked up the remote control and pressed some buttons on it. All this time he had been recording us. He had my sucking his cock, my eating his ass, my ass getting fucked and worst of all, me screaming out to have his child immortalized on tape.

As he rewound the video and started it up on his monitor, I laid still in his bed and watched myself pleasing this perfectly sexy man’s cock and ass. Ray reclined against some pillows on the head board of the bed and pulled me over to his side.

“Suck on my fat black cock white boy, while I watch this video. Come on, do your thing,” he insisted to me.

As I crawled up on my knees beside him and took that hard cock between my lips again, I felt his seed dribble out my ass and down my leg. I knew that this is where I belonged..

While Ray still feeds me his black cock on a regular basis, I still sneak off to the arcade occasionally in search of new black cock. Most of the time he makes me dress up as a woman, lipstick and all. I’m a total whore for it, I was trained right.