The muscles of Matt's legs, after five years on the job, were really
nice, defined everywhere along his smooth thighs and calves. He
unbuttoned his shirt slowly, exposing his tightly muscled chest, also
hairless, from which his dark nipples poked, already erect. If his upper
body lacked the powerful curves of the lower, it was still taut and
seductive.
Matt walked toward the TV, staring at the screen. He had removed his
shirt, and as he stood beating his meat to the video action, my eyes
were glued to his magnificent backside.
His full butt was just made for fucking, and I could feel my cock
beginning to stir as I looked at it.
Matt turned, his erect meat visibly throbbing as he stroked it lightly.
It was nice and long, and when he let it go, it pointed straight at me,
inviting even closer inspection. I went down on my knees and kissed the
head of it as he lowered his hands to my head.
My own hands circled his waist as my tongue worked its way under the
foreskin and around his knob. I liked what I felt very much; so did he,
to judge by the way his fingers dug into my shoulders. Once I had licked
his entire erection, I went back to just the tip, opening my mouth wide
to accommodate it.
Matt sighed softly as I sucked him in bit by bit. Then he leaned away
from me, sliding out until only the head was between my lips. The next
time I took him in deeper still, and the sigh was louder. Then, I
concentrated on relaxing my throat, and he pushed in gradually until I
could feel the soft brown curls of his pubic bush brushing against my
face.
He squatted a little to change the angle of his cock in my mouth, and
his thigh muscles popped out in bold relief. I ran my hands over the
warm, silky flesh, pressing down on the strong curves, feeling the
resistance and tension under the skin. The tape continued to play,
almost unnoticed. I grabbed the remote and muted the sound so I could
hear the noises Matt was making, the low groans and growls that
accompanied his increasing excitement. "Suck me," he demanded. "Suck my
cock." I had thought him completely erect before, but his dick continued
to swell in my mouth, growing almost another inch while I worked on it.
I could tell he was getting close, so I made my way up from his crotch,
tracing the lines of muscle in his firm stomach with my tongue, flicking
at the tips of his nipples. I could smell the salty odor of his armpits,
and I greedily dove into the one nearest me, burrowing into the fine
fragrant hair with my nose.
Matt's hands were all over me, feeling my arms, my back, squeezing my
ass as we pressed our bodies together, grinding our crotches into one
tangle of hot flesh. Dropping to the floor, he slurped all over my
crotch, his spit lubricating my thick oozing shaft.
It felt great to have his tongue dancing between my balls, and I was
soon stiff as a board. "Is your cock always so big?" he asked me, with a
grin.
I looked down at him and smiled back. "Only when I really want
someone...."
"Oh, man, it's beautiful," he muttered. "I gotta have this in me."
He continued to bathe my prick with his saliva. I ran my fingers through
his close-cropped hair as he slipped his lips over the tip of my meat,
forming his mouth into a tunnel for my hard ten inches, making me get
even bigger.
Then, Matt bent over the sofa, offering his upturned ass for the taking.
I straddled his body, striking first one ass cheek, then the other with
my tool. "Aw, yeah," he growled, "give it to me."
Spitting into his butt crack a few times, I used the tip of my cock to
smooth the saliva into his ass. Beneath me, he pulled on his nine-inch
pecker with rapid motions, working himself into a lather, his
exclamations getting louder every minute.
Rather harder than I had meant to, I plunged into him — instead of
pulling away, he pushed his backside up to meet me. Reaching around, I
grabbed his stiff meat, and began to ply it in time with my own thrusts,
his sphincter tightening around the base of my rod.
Matt worked my pole with his ass muscles, tensing and relaxing them,
while I ran my free hand over his chest and stomach. When I stopped for
a moment to catch my breath, Matt pulled away, my cock slipping out of
him. |