More Than Gold

by Dorice Grey

  As the kiss continues and deepens, I close my eyes and let him push me backward, until my back hits the wall.

  “You’re sweeter than I imagined,” he mumbles against my lips when he stops for air.

  I’m too caught in all of it to muster a reply. Can’t even open my eyes.

  Simon takes my lower lip between his and suckles a little, then licks it, then he does the same to my other lip while I moan inside his mouth, getting dizzy. I’m so hard I fear my underwear is gonna rip before I have the chance to free my cock.

  “Take this off!” he motions to my T-shirt.

  Still dizzy after that crazy kiss, I barely move away from the wall to undress. I feel like there are no bones in my body. Luckily, Simon is impatient, and as soon as my back doesn’t touch the wall anymore he’s pulling the T-shirt off me and throws it on the floor.

  “Mmm! I’ve always wanted to touch you.”

  He puts his palms flat on my chest, moving them up and down. My skin gets all goose-bumped and I shudder, arching my back, pushing my aching cock into his groin.

  “You getting excited, sweetheart?” Simon chuckles.

  The endearment almost pulls me out of my feverish state. “Sweetheart?” I heave. Twisting my nipples ensures him that I stay put. I hiss. Damn! I know nipples are sensitive, but I never knew how erotic playing with them can get. How nice it feels.

  “Yes. Sweetheart.”

  I force my eyes open, and in spite of his fingers still playing with the small buttons, I shake my head. “Oh, no.”

  “No?”

  “No!” I press.

  “Mmm! I have a way of making you reconsider.” He grins as he bends and flicks his tongue on my pulsing nipple.

  A powerful shock of pleasure shakes me from head to toe, a silent whimper pouring out of my mouth. I hug his head to my chest, pushing all my fingers into his soft hair. His lips have a wicked way about them. They glide from one nipple to the other, kissing, nipping or just touching, while his hands keep me still. The sensation is so intense that for a moment I’m afraid I’m gonna explode.

  “Shit!” I tremble, pulling in a huge breath, and fight the orgasm.

  When his mouth begins to drift lower on my stomach, then my abdomen, my poor knees start shaking. The top of his head is all I see looking down, but I can feel his fingers creeping under the elastic band of my shorts and briefs. Soon he’s sliding them down my legs while he crouches before me.

  “Ah, my precious!” he says as my dick pops out and touches his cheek.

  I laugh, a little embarrassed. He’s seen me naked before, and, yeah, of course we’ve measured our manhood, but this is different. I’m not huge or anything, though I am a little above average. I’m not shy about my size, it’s just that seeing Simon like this, my cock on his face, is so unlike what I’m used to. I like the image a lot, though.

  Simon smiles an impish smile raising his hand to play with my balls. “This is nice,” he says, pulling on the short trimmed hairs he finds. “The guys I fuck are usually completely shaved.”

  Swimming through the thick pleasure, I ask “Want me to...”

  “No, no!” he stops me. “I like it.”

  Grinning like a little devil, he lowers his head under my sac. My heart stutters in my chest as I glance down at him and wonder at what he plans next. His wet tongue darts out and licks at the sensitive skin under my balls. My eyes cross, then roll back in my head. At my sides, my hands search aimlessly for something to hold on to, ‘cause I’m afraid I might fall. I find the edge of the wall with my left and the back of a chair with my right and hope these will be enough to hold me up.

  Simon sucks one of my balls into his mouth, licks it thoroughly, moves to the other and repeats this until I’m about to cry from the intense pleasure. I don’t, but my erection does. A long thread of pre-cum drips from its head and on his cheek. He releases my testicles, and that makes me check to see why he stopped. His grin widens as he uses his finger to wipe the liquid from his face. Then, looking up at me, he licks it.

  The show is enough to make me shiver and push my hard-on on his cheek again, silently begging him to have mercy on me.

  Finally, my friend kisses the tip of my pulsing shaft, then slowly slides his tongue up and down, until it’s completely wet. He grips it in his fist and pumps it, his focus still on me. “Feels good?”

  I nod, unable to form any words.

  “Want me to suck it?”

  I swallow and nod once more. I’m so glad I’m still holding on when he takes me in his mouth.

  “Fuck!” I swear, my head falling back and hitting the wall. “Simon!” I breathe. He’s teased me and toyed with me for so long that I’m already on the verge of coming.

  He doesn’t pay me any attention, just loses himself in sucking me like a starved man. I don’t think I’ve had a girl take me so fucking deep before, but I guess being a guy, Simon’s mouth is bigger. He can take more than any girl, which is both a curse and a blessing. I love it!

  Though I’m still not sure on my feet, I free one hand to put it on his head. My hips start moving on their own, fucking his face. I can only manage a few thrusts before my body starts trembling like it’s being electrocuted and I can’t control it anymore.

  “Simon!”

  I feel like he’s sucking the life out of me. Literally. My arms and my legs drain, then my shoulders and my torso, as if the climax is harvesting the power of my entire being.

  “Simon!” I moan the word barely managing to get out. “Oh, fuck! Simon, I’m gonna come, man!” I croak when my balls draw up.

  His moves don’t even falter. On the contrary, he pushes me deeper down his throat. And I lose it! I push off the wall and arch into him, pouring my heart and soul into his mouth. Under my eyelids, the white explosion of the pleasure threatens to blind me. My body tenses, eliminating... fears and doubts and any other feelings that might have stopped this...

  When I finally stop coming, Simon lets me go and I slide down on my ass, the aftershocks of my orgasm still shaking my limbs.

  “Holy fuck!” I exhale.

  I end up lying on my back on the wooden floor, my shorts around my ankles and my cock still pulsing. Simon climbs on top of me and kisses me.

  “Bed,” he mutters between kisses. “I need to be inside you. Now.”

  Chapter Five

  He quickly gets on his feet.

  “Wait, wait!” I say out of breath. “I can’t walk yet!”

  Glancing down at me, he grins. “Then I guess I have to fuck you right here. Don’t move!” he orders.

  “Like I can!”

  Simon disappears a few minutes while I lie on the kitchenette floor, drained but thoroughly satisfied. I can’t think, my mind sucked out completely by his awesome mouth. I just concentrate on breathing and recovering at least part of my body’s ability to move.

  Nothing to regret about what we just did. Actually I’m glad I decided to go with it.

  Grinning, I close my eyes and let Simon’s image fill me.

  “You’re one sexy motherfucker!”

  I open one eye to look up at him, my grin widening. The image just transformed into reality.

  Well, except for the lube and condoms he has in his hands.

  “Cut the compliments, man. You already sucked the life outta me, and you’re gonna fuck me next, so they’re unnecessary.”

  “Shut the fuck up!” Simon kicks my knee with his foot and I laugh.

  He’s removed his T-shirt and unbuttoned his shorts, his white briefs showing through the fly and the tip of his cock right above the waistband. Holy shit! When did he grow so fucking huge?

  “Can you walk now? I just remembered the floor is kinda hard on my knees.”

  “Right,” I mumble, slowly rising on my ass.

  Simon moves the lube from one hand to the other and uses the free one to help me up. My knees aren’t quite ready for the trip, but he sneaks an arm around my waist to
keep me up.

  “You better get rid of those!” Pointing to the shorts around my ankles, he shakes his head. “Or you’re gonna fall on your face.”

  The elastic fights me when I try to pull the garments off and I chuckle jumping from foot to foot like a clown. My so-called friend laughs whole heartedly.

  “Usually you’re a lot more coordinated then this. Am I making you nervous?”

  “No!” I hurry to say, but then I hesitate. “Maybe. I don’t know.”

  “What the fuck, Bri? Haven’t you had a morning blow before?” Simon teases as we start walking to his bedroom.

  “Very funny, man!” I bump his shoulder with mine. “No, I’ve had morning BJs before, but... not from you,” I add on a serious tone.

  Feeling a little faint, I stop in front of the bed and look at its pristine white sheets. It looks like no one slept in it.

  Simon wraps his arms around me from behind and sweetly kisses my nape. Shivering, I moan, letting my head back on his shoulder. His fingers find my nipples again.

  “It’s okay to be a little nervous, Bri. But don’t let this stop you from what you want. Okay?”

  “I want you,” I say.

  It’s perfectly clear now. How in the world didn’t I see it before?

  I feel his grin on my skin. “I’m here. You have me. And I’m gonna make it good, Bri. I’m gonna make it so good...” The small kisses continue.

  He hasn’t called me Bri since we were kids. Back then I didn’t notice the change from Brian to Bri, nor vice versa. Must have been when he realized I was more about girls and not about him. It touches me to hear him call me Bri again.

  Nice change to be on the receiving end of this foreplay shit I always have to put on for the girls. Not that I really mind, makes the sex more interesting. Yeah, I’ve had girls who participated too, but their number is very low.

  He turns me and pushes me on the bed. On a laugh I let myself fall on my back on the mattress. Before joining me, he undresses completely, and surprisingly, my cock stirs anew. Young and healthy, I know, but still growing fast enough to amaze me. I swallow, my gaze roaming up and down his sexy body and his hard cock. I would love a taste, but since all of this is so new to me, I prefer to let him do his magic.

  “You like what you see?”

  “Why wouldn’t I? You have something to be ashamed of?”

  “Never thought of it, really.” A quick frown passes on his face. “But if you like it, it’s all I need, man.”

  Like a panther, Simon crawls on all his four on the bed to reach me. Though I find him a little funny, I can’t help but appreciate his seduction. It gives me butterflies in my stomach, and I rarely got those over the years. I bite my lip watching him and trying to keep from grinning like a lunatic. He’s transformed from my best friend into a needy lover. I like it. I like it a lot, looks really good on him.

  I pull in a deep breath as he slowly lets his body cover mine, our faces close. Softly, Simon kisses my mouth.

  “So how’s this gonna work?” I ask in a whisper.

  “However you want it to work,” he whispers back then pecks my lips again.

  “Yeah? Well, I don’t know shit about this.”

  Simon chuckles. “What I meant was feel free to make any suggestion you like.”

  Grinning, I pull him in for a deep kiss. Taken by surprise, he gasps and loses his balance, falling onto me, chest on chest, our cocks rubbing together. And for the first time I circle his neck with my arms, lusty, greedy. I’m transforming, too. Love this skin on skin shit. It’s different and new and awesome all at the same time.

  “I just love that I can kiss you whenever the hell I want, now!”

  I chuckle. “But I just kissed you!”

  “Even better!” he grins and wiggles his ass.

  I grunt, his move sliding his long shaft against mine and on my lower abdomen.

  “You ready?”

  “Ha! I don’t think I can answer yes to that yet. I mean, how the hell would I know?”

  “Well, you just relax, babe, and let me do all the hard work.”

  Babe?

  I guess it’s better than sweetheart.

  “Yeah, I’m sure it’s the hardest thing you’ll ever do. Oh, shit!” I moan when his lips wrap around my left nipple. His tongue flicks over it a few times, then he suckles a little and I swear I see stars for a moment. I throw my head back and try to follow his advice and relax. I’m still too nervous, so it doesn’t work very well.

  Simon moves to my other nipple, plays with it the same way. My horny dick jerks between us, pre-cum dripping on my belly.

  “It’s amazing that you’re so sensitive!” he wonders.

  “Ooh, shit, shut up and get to work. You’re killing me!”

  Chuckling, he kisses my chest and lazily goes down. He’s faster this time, but completely ignores my desperate cock, concentrating on my inner thighs and the skin under my balls. To help him, I grab my knees and pull them up.

  “Mmm, good instincts too. You sure you haven’t done this before?”

  “I’m sure,” I say on a hitched breath as his tongue skims my asshole.

  Fuck! This is it! I’m gonna have my ass fucked by none other than my best buddy. I’m nervous, excited and giddy like a school girl, but above all these, I’m horny as fuck.

  I didn’t notice earlier in the kitchen, but Simon’s tongue is really experienced. It has to be, because it wets me completely just from two or three flicks. His left hand kneads my ball, his right strokes his cock. I still don’t know where he’s gonna fit it, but don’t dwell on that. I trust Simon with my life, I trust him with this too.

  Soon he starts probing my ass with the pad of his finger. Instinctively, I contract, but he kisses my thigh and whispers soft words that I can’t hear against my skin. I relax enough for him to push half of his digit inside. It’s a funny feeling—not pain, not pleasure, but something in between. My heart skips a beat, but the slight burn passes in a few seconds.

  “Tight as fuck. Just how I like ’em!”

  Again, I barely hear him, more focused on that happy finger inside me. Simon pours some lube on it. It’s cold, but it helps him push deeper. It touches something very sensitive in there and I arch off the bed.

  He stops and looks up. “Does it hurt?”

  “No. No way! It was good!” I tremble.

  “Awesome!”

  Minutes later, I have two of his fingers in me and I’m desperate to come, so desperate that I’m writhing on the bed.

  “Simon, please, man!” I beg.

  “Impatient little bunny!” he laughs. “You might need another finger before you’re ready to take me.”

  “I don’t think I can wait that long,” I whine like a baby.

  “Okay, okay. To be honest, I’m getting desperate myself. My balls are killing me!” he says, rising on his knees.

  He pumps his fist on his length a few times, a low groan falling from his lips.

  “Shit! I can’t wait to fuck you.”

  Trembling with need and curiosity, I watch him grab a condom from the bed and swallow hard. Using his teeth, he rips the wrapper and takes out the rubber. He spits out the piece of wrapping foil and rolls on the condom. Fuck me, he’s sexy even when he does that, although seeing him do it is another funny way to see myself when I do it.

  And he looks huge! Holy fuck! I’m gonna have that whole thing inside me! Wicked!

  Simon leans forward, propping on his left palm and holding his sheathed cock with the other; he positions for the first push.

  “I’m gonna go as easy as I can,” he tells me, looking into my eyes.

  I nod.

  “I think you’re ready, you only have to stay relaxed. I won’t hurt you, Bri. Ever!”

  “I know,” I whisper.

  He pours more lube on his member and oils himself really good by masturbating a little. After that he starts pushing, and of course my first instinct
is to close my ass off, but then I force myself to take a deep breath and loosen up. When his dick slips inside me, my breathing stops completely. His, too. We look at each other for a long moment.

  “Okay?”

  “It burns, but feels nice, too,” I whisper.

  I feel him relax against me and I follow suit. And right then his length slides even deeper.

  “God!” he moans, shuddering, his eyes crossing. “You feel so damn good!”

  We kiss and I wrap him in my arms. My knees prevent us from hugging really close, but this is good too.

  “I’m gonna start moving now.”

  I nod.

  “If it hurts tell me and I’ll stop.”

  “Okay.”

  “I’m serious.”

  “Yeah, I heard you.” I nod more firmly.

  “Bri, are you sure?”

  I give a short laugh. “You asking me that now? You’re half way in, man!”

  Simon doesn’t laugh. “You can change your mind anytime. No hard feelings.”

  “You kidding me? I’m so horny right now that if you don’t start fucking me, I might change places and fuck your brains out!” I growl.

  This makes him chuckle. He gets back up on his knees and slowly draws out, but not completely. A few heartbeats later he thrusts back in. I hiss, pain mixing up with pleasure. My skin tingles. The sensation closes my eyes. Simon takes that as his cue to continue. He pushes back. He’s all inside me now, and it touches that nice spot again. I shudder, my muscles contracting around him.

  “Jesus! You keep milking me like that and I’m gonna go off like a fucking rocket!”

  “Yeah. Right back at you!” I groan, my cock throbbing furiously on my belly.

  “Still burning?”

  “A little.”

  “Good.”

  It’s all he needs to hear before lowering on his palms once more and starting to move. I close my eyes, letting these crazy sensations take over, and pretty soon there’s no more burning, only pleasure. And Simon. My body knows this. It opens up to Simon like he’s everything it needs. And despite him being in me, it feels like he’s sucking me up whole. I groan and try to move with him, but the delight makes me uncoordinated. Never thought a butt fuck could feel so damn good, but when his cock pushes on that spot I get closer and closer to a huge explosion.