Deep sleep—arms and
legs entangled—bodies against each other—a late awaking—the
summer sun a brilliant coruscating white on the bedroom wall.
Luigi leapt out of bed
with a yelp. “Fuck, I'm going to be late!”
Keith flung back the
bedclothes. “I'll make you some tea and toast! You go'nd shower.
I've got some undies in that drawer, and you can borrow a t-shirt
from the other one, the top drawer of that dresser there.”
Luigi didn't argue. He
didn't have time to go home and change, so he took the smallest pair
of briefs he could find. Keith's T-shirt hung on him, but for once,
not looking like he'd stepped straight out of the pages of GQ didn't
bother him. He gulped his tea down, and was crunching his toast as
he kissed the other two goodbye. “Have fun without me!” he
smiled, “you perves. I'll text you both.”
Keith and Jason drank
their tea then went back to bed.
“Do ya want ta?”
asked Keith, his face close to Jason's.
“Yeah.” Jason kissed
Keith, his woody tenting the sheets.
Keith took Jason in his
mouth, tasting the left-overs of the night before.
“Not too fast, Key. I
want to fuck you.”
“Don't worry. I want
that too.”
Jason rolled a condom
onto his cock. He kissed Keith again, then said, “How would you
like it?”
“Missionary position.”
“The missionaries never
did it this way!”
“You'd be surprised. I
used to sleep with a Catholic priest. Poor bloke. He really enjoyed
it, but he was so guilty. He was kind to me, though.”
Jason lifted Keith's legs
up and arranged them round his waist. He took the tube of lube and
rubbed it into Keith's ring. He pressed his cock against the opening
then inched into Keith's body. Their love-making was slow but
intense, and a key part of the pleasure was watching the expressions
cross each other's face as they both moved through satisfaction to
ecstasy. After he'd come, Jason lubed up his hand and took Keith's
cock in it and brought him to orgasm, his eyes never leaving Keith's
face.
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7 comments:
That, mate, is perfection on the half-shell.
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Thank you, Patrick.
The pic is purty purty, too! Where do you find these beauts?
P
I have my contacts.
Ask your contacts who the man with the furry chest is -- I'd really, really like to meet him.
The pic is labelled Colby Keller, and if I do a quick Google search, it does resemble other pics of him. The bottom is James Hawk.
As for meeting them ... join the queue!
You're in queue BEHIND me, bucko, unless you ate up to tag-team and I 'm all over that!
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