Youre So Unromantic

by Roland Graeme

  Upstairs, Steve took Austin into a large room with virtually no furniture except the bed itself--a large, low platform affair, and a couple of chests of drawers. The windows were open, the curtains pulled back, and the late afternoon sunlight poured into the room and bathed the bed in a warm glow. They began to take off their clothes.

  "I like it here on the farm because I can run around naked and make all the noise I want without having to worrying about any neighbors seeing or hearing me," Steve explained as they shed their underwear and socks. "I like to have plenty of privacy when I'm balling some other guy, or guys."

  "You get into group sex scenes?"

  "Sometimes, sure, with guys I meet on the road, or over the Internet. You ever been with more than one man at a time?"

  Austin grinned at him. "I haven't been out that long, remember? I'm still fumbling my way through trying to learn the basics. You know, one on one?" As he spoke, he stretched out in the pool of sunlight on the broad bed, naked, his cock already fully erect and pulsating between his husky thighs. He gazed up invitingly at Steve, masking his sudden slight nervousness behind a display of bravado.

  "Hurry up," he whispered.

  Steve returned his gaze as he peeled off his one remaining sock. Moments later, they lay stretched out together on the bed, cocks stiff against each other.

  "Oh, man, you're so goddamn beautiful," Steve murmured, running his hands over Austin's body. His fingers were calloused from hard manual work. "This is so great, having you here with me. You've got such a nice body."

  "So do you." It was true. Steve's lean, perfect musculature and smooth, tanned skin all but took Austin's breath away as they caressed each other slowly, each man getting to know the other's body and its responses. Steve's dick bulged up, hard, and thick, an obscene contrast to his narrow waist and hips and his two small, hard buttocks with the faintly shadowed hairy cleft between them. Austin felt a surge of heat inside his own tool.

  "Take my prick in your hand and play with it, Steve," Austin invited. "I like that. And my balls, too,"

  "Yeah, your big hot balls, and your smooth thighs. You're so fucking hot, I want to kiss you all over, lick and suck every part of your body, make love to you without ever stopping, fuck your butch ass for hours on end--"

  "Fuck me in the ass?"

  "Aren't you into that, yet? It's okay if you're not. We'll do whatever you want to do. I was just fantasizing out loud."

  "I hate to admit it, but I love to get fucked," Austin admitted. What he didn't admit to Steve was that he'd already begun entertaining romantic fantasies about saving his butt for Nick's exclusive use. Naked in bed with Steve, Austin now realized that wasn't a very realistic option. Nor, if he was honest with himself, one that he was all that committed to! He eyed the trucker's large erection. "I guess that makes me what they call a bottom. Do you really want to screw me, Steve?"

  "Hell, yes. I'd do anything to be able to fuck you! I want so goddamn bad to be in you, way up inside you, all the way, really be together with you. I like it both ways, and there's nothing quite like it, either way you do it. I always tell my straight buddies, you don't know what real sex is until you've fucked another guy up the ass, or been fucked."

  "And how do these straight guys react when you tell them that?"

  Steve grinned. "You'd be surprised at how many of them are willing to give it a try."

  "I…I want you to fuck me, Steve, but I don't know. Your prick looks so big and thick, and the head of it's so large. The last time a dude with a really big prick screwed me, I really felt it," he said, his body already tingling at the memory of how Nick had taken him--and with the desire to repeat the experience, with this attractive man. "But go ahead, fuck me. Do it!"

  "You sure?"

  "Yeah. Just…well, you're probably more experienced at this sort of thing than I am, so you must know. Just take it easy at first, until I know for sure I can take it."

  Austin kissed Steve on the mouth, then turned over and lay face down on the bed, his body sliding around under Steve's thighs. Steve slid over his guest's prone body until he was sitting straddled over Austin's thighs. Steve's cock, though thick and heavy, stood out and upward, so stiff was it with anticipation. Overcome with lust, but still wanting to be gentle with Austin, Steve spread his firm ass cheeks and spat a thick wad of spit into the crack between them. He massaged the saliva into Austin's sphincter ring with a probing fingertip, making him squirm.

  "That's just to warm you up, baby," Steve said, as he reached toward his nightstand, opened the top drawer, and pulled out a box of condoms and a tube of lubricant. "I know that some of these young guys are into barebacking nowadays, but I always use a rubber, and I hope you do, too. Every time. It's a good habit to get into."

  "Yes, sir. I've never fucked anybody, or been fucked, without a rubber."

  "Good boy." Steve sat back up, pulling the condom down over his shaft. He lubricated his cock with some of the gel from the lube then leaned forward to press his hard tool against Austin's virginal-looking ass hole. He almost came prematurely from the sheer excitement of the contact as Austin's enticing buttocks closed on either side of his cock with their warm, solid flesh. But Steve gritted his teeth and urged his loins forward.

  Austin lay there, breathing hard, as rigid as a marble statue of a young Greek god, but infinitely more responsive, as Steve got ready to enter him.

  "Now," Steve warned in a hoarse gasp, as the head of his dick began to push through the firm, hot ring of muscle. "Now I'm going to push it through your hole, kid--oh, God, you're tight! And the head of my cock is going inside you, man!"

  He stopped moving and his body, too, went rigid as he tried not to come prematurely, with no more than the head of his latex-sheathed cock inserted inside Austin's taut sphincter muscle. Then, biting his lips until he tasted blood, Steve pressed in closer again.

  "Deeper," he said, groaning, "and deeper. Oh, baby, my prick is going inside your hot tight ass hole, it's all the way in, it's so tight--so tight, so hot in there, and it's so fantastic to be in you all the way like this, my balls right against your ass cheeks, Austin. Oh Jesus, man!" Steve lay down on top of his partner and wrapped his strong arms around his chest. He kissed Austin's face and ears, and hair. "Austin, it feels so good, so wonderful. I can hardly--are you okay, man? I don't want to hurt you."

  "I'm okay, I'm fine. Fuck me, Steve, fuck me!"

  Steve pulled his prick back, slowly, and carefully, feeling its hot hardness sliding out of the hard-clamping musculature of Austin's ass hole.

  "Austin! Ah! I can't hold out any more!" He plunged his cock back into Austin's body, down to the balls. As Steve began to shiver with the mounting ecstasy within him, he stroked his dickshaft in and out of the other guy's ass hole as fast as he could, pulling out almost all the way and sinking back inside him as far as his prick could reach. "God!" Steve cried as he fucked Austin. Gripping Austin's hips as hard as he could, grinding his prick as deep up his ass as possible, he continued to fuck! But he knew he wasn't going to be fucking this boy for long. No, he was going to have to come!

  Steve felt his cream surge through the core of his cock, and it felt as though the pressure was going to tear his prick apart from within in the sheer pleasure of coming. He could already visualize his cock spurting its thick white fluid into the condom deep inside Austin's guts, filling its tip to the brim.

  "Oh, God!" the older guy whimpered as he emptied his cock. He pulled it out slowly out of Austin's well-massaged butt and rolled on the bed beside him. He put out his hand to touch Austin's shuddering body. "I must've hurt you. I shouldn't have fucked you so hard right away, I should have held back, I--"

  "I'm okay, Steve," Austin gasped, fighting for breath. "Christ, it hurt! But I liked it. It was good. You got my second cherry, that's all. Or my third or fourth one. I think I've already lost count."

  They laughed and hugged each other tightly.

  "That was some first round," Steve joked.

  "Ye
ah, that was really something."

  "You liked that, huh?"

  "I liked it a lot," Austin admitted, thoughtfully. "I always like being…you know, taken like that by another man, feeling invaded, being fucked. Knowing it's another dude's hard cock in there, inside me, deep in my guts. I started coming when you shoved it all the way into me the first time, when your big fucking cockhead rammed in there, and I think I just kept coming all the while you were screwing me, until I felt you shooting, too. I'm glad I let you fuck me in the ass and give my butt a good reaming out like that, Steve. I'm glad I met you, today. I'd like to fuck you in the ass sometime, if you'll let me. I bet it'd feel wonderful, to lie on top of your big, muscle-bound back, hold you tight, pump all my hot jism into your ass hole--"

  Austin broke off. In his post-orgasmic fervor, he was babbling, betraying too much emotion. He didn't want to risk turning off a macho number like Steve.

  Steve grinned. "Think you'd be man enough to take me?"

  "I think so."

  "Only one way to find out for sure. You think you could go another round?"

  "I know I could."

  As they spoke, the two men kissed and caressed each other, their two cocks, still hard and throbbing, rubbing against their bellies, their bodies crying out for more.

  Steve's lips caressed Austin's ear, and he suggested, softly, "Let's do it right now, man. Take me the way I just took you."

  "I haven't screwed that many guys. It's like I told you. I'm usually the one who gets fucked--"

  "You'll be fine. You'll do great. There's nothing to it, you know. Just do what comes naturally!"

  Steve rolled over face down on the bed, and felt the weight of his solidly muscled, athletic young trick settle right over his buns. He savored the heft and stiffness of Austin's hard cock rubbing at the base of his spine, where the crack of his ass began. Then Steve shivered with hot pleasure, as Austin's wet tongue began running over his neck, his shoulders, and then down his back, tracing the groove his spine, giving him delicious thrills. Steve opened his legs a little to make it easier for Austin to separate his buttocks and push his cockhead between them.

  He gasped as he felt a hand press something cool and wet against his ass hole, and he realized it was a blob of lube. Then he could feel a fingertip, exploring, moving around inside him there. The finger left his ass hole. Steve heard the foil packet containing a condom being ripped open. Next, he felt Austin's legs on either side of his own. He felt something hard and blunt press against his hairy ass hole.

  "Don't be shy, kid," Steve urged. "Shove it in! Let me have it. Let me feel your big cock in me, up my ass," he grunted, grasping the pillow under his chest in a big bear hug, ready to bury his face into it to drown any yells of pain he might emit at Austin's penetration of his anus. "Ah, here it comes, I can feel it, stud, oh! You're hung big, man! It's really thick, stretching me wide open." The pain of Austin's rough entry was sharp, extreme. Steve gasped into the pillow. But as he felt the panting, sweating Austin penetrating him deeper and deeper, the pain grew less intense, became bearable, transforming itself into a different sensation altogether, one of fierce pleasure.

  "I can take you now," Steve exulted. "Don't hold back, give it to me! Fuck me, fuck me! I want it, I want to feel your big dick reaming out my hot ass, fucking the shit out of me. Shove it in me, man! Yeah! That's how to do it! Fuck that ass! Fuck that ass!"

  Steve cried out in ecstasy as Austin took him at his word. His fucker lay down on his back, his hot prick plunged fully into Steve's butt now, and humping him hard and fast.

  "Steve, uh, I'm working it in and out of your ass hole real hard. Does it hurt you? Huh? Does it?" Austin panted.

  "No," Steve moaned, clutching the pillow. "Let me tell you a secret, stud. I like it rough!"

  There was actually little or no pain, now that Austin was all the way in, and moving his meat back and forth in a steady pumping rhythm. Steve even raised his ass higher, and ground his hips in lewd gyrating motions, fucking Austin back and seeking more and more of the other guy's prick.

  "I'm fucking you deep and slow now, Steve. Oh, I can't believe this. It feels so fucking horny, so hot!"

  "Deeper, man, deeper!" Steve growled. "Ream me out!"

  "Hell yeah, oh yeah! Uh, uh! I'm fucking your hot butch ass!"

  Steve felt the thick, hot rod slide faster in his anal depths. He got up on his hands and knees, driving his ass upward to the very root of Austin's cockshaft.

  "Fuck me! Fuck me like a dog!"

  He could feel Austin holding on to his body, and ramming his tool in and out, faster and faster. Now Steve felt filled with Austin's flesh, split in half by it, but, far from being painful, it was a pleasure beyond any he had known recently. As the savagely driving prick tore in and out of him, Steve felt the familiar raw ache in his loins, his guts, and his thighs, and he knew he was going to come again while this stud screwed him so wildly.

  "Ah, ah, ohhhh, yeah, oh shit!" Steve howled desperately, grabbing his own erupting prick with one hand and holding the burning flesh tightly as it frantically spewed out globs of fuck cream, which splashed wetly on the bed and on his arms. Groaning, Steve slowly sank to the bed, belly down, his hips humping and twisting around the still pounding cock on which Austin had him impaled. "Fuck me, Austin, fuck me, you fucker, fuck me!" he repeated, in a frenzy of orgasmic excitement, his words punctuated by the slap of sweaty flesh against flesh as their bodies collided.

  Above Steve's sweating, tensed back, came groans and grunts as Austin began to ejaculate. Steve felt the stud's prick fill him more and more as it was stabbed into him in a merciless frenzy of ejaculation. "Yeah! Deep into me! Oh, I can feel you coming in me, inside that rubber. I can feel your jism gushing out into the tip! Fuck, my ass hole feels burning hot! Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop fucking me, don't stop!'

  Presently, though, Austin lay breathing hard on Steve's back, his dick still plugging the other man's ass hole, and still spurting, sluggishly, little drops of come to add to the load filing the tip of the condom. Their sweaty bodies mingled their odors. They breathed in unison. They listened to one another's desperate intakes of breath, as they fought to replenish their lungs.

  Then Austin pulled himself out, got off the bed, and went to find the bathroom so he could get rid of the condom and wash up. He returned to the bedroom to find Steve lying in the exact same position as before.

  "Are you okay, man?" Austin asked solicitously.

  "Never better. You didn't really fuck me to death. It just felt like you did!" Steve reached up and pulled Steve to him. "It feel great, buddy. When you shot off inside me like that, I got so turned on, I almost came a third time. You can fuck me any time. You can ram that horse prick of yours up me whenever you want." Steve grinned. "I'm glad you walked into the john, back there in the bar."

  "So am I. I've really enjoyed this, really gotten off on it. You're hot. You're a really good-looking man."

  "Aw, I'm not such a prize. I'm losing my hair. That's why I keep it cut short."

  "I don't care. I think it's sexy," Austin declared.

  "Do you have to rush off?"

  "Not particularly."

  "Good. I can make us some dinner." Steve hesitated. "In fact, you could stay the night, if you want to. I'll drive you back in the morning."

  "I'd like that," Austin said. "I just have to make one phone call first," he added, looking around the floor for his discarded clothes, trying to remember in which pocket he kept his cell phone. The phone call would be the usual one to his parents, claiming he was with Jared and was going to spend the night at his place.

  "After dinner, we'll find something to do to amuse ourselves," Steve promised.

  Austin returned the trucker's broad grin. "I bet we will."

  Chapter Six

  A Man Called Niccolo

  Heavy, padded paws kneaded Austin's bare chest. He groaned, instinctively pulled the warm naked body of the man he had slept with closer to him in the bed, then op
ened his eyes and stared into the slitted green eyes of a large, hungry-looking cat.

  "Where'd you come from?" Austin asked the animal, under his breath.

  His bedmate had heard him, though, and stirred beside him. The cat growled, kneading Austin's solidly muscled pecs more insistently than ever.

  "Is that you making that incredibly horny-sounding growling noise, Austin?" Steve asked, sleepily.

  Austin laughed as he hugged his truck driver trick. "No. I think it's one of the cats I saw out front, in the yard. Are they allowed inside the house?"

  "I let all sorts of strays in here, including you," Steve retorted. "She wants me to get up and feed her. Suffer, bitch," he told the cat, flinging back the covers. The huge tortoiseshell cat jumped to the floor and ran out of the bedroom, onto the landing, then darted downstairs and into the farm house's kitchen, where she sat complacently beside the refrigerator, waiting for her breakfast.

  Steve was about to get out of bed and go feed her, just to shut her up, when Austin threw an arm across his chest, pulled him closer, and kissed him slowly and hungrily on the mouth. His tongue explored the interior of the other guy's mouth as thoroughly as his potent, oversized young prick had probed the depths of Steve's ass hole on two separate occasions during the night. Steve had set out to prove to Austin that Austin wasn't necessarily primarily a bottom, and the lingering soreness in Steve's sphincter muscle proclaimed that the experiment had been a highly successful one. Steve squirmed exultantly against his overnight guest's hard-muscled body, which, like his, was still beaded with sweat from their feverish lovemaking of the night before. The cat would just have to wait!

  The two men kissed, licked and, hugged and rubbed against each other. They sucked on each other's cocks, took each other's balls between their lips, tongue-fucked each other's spasmodically excited ass hole. They were both soaked in sex-sweat again by the time Austin came in Steve's mouth and Steve triumphantly swallowed his sperm. Then Steve ejaculated in Austin's mouth, the younger man swallowing his jism. They then kissed again, frenziedly, mingling with their tongues the thick drops of semen that remained inside their mouths. Then Austin, whose erection showed no signs of subsiding, rolled Steve over onto his belly, grabbed a condom and put it on, and mounted him with brisk, no-nonsense efficiency. Steve grunted with animalistic pleasure as Austin's solid piston slid smoothly into his cylindrical ass hole and coaxed his own cock, still trembling and sensitive from its climax of a few minutes before, back to tingling, responsive life instantly.