“I remember that conversation, Graham.”
“Hernan, I don’t want to be with anybody except you. Maybe that could change, later, and we might decide to have ourselves some fun with other guys. But for right now, I love you and I want us to be monogamous. I want us to fuck without rubbers. I want to be as close to you as possible while we’re making love, feel your cock rubbing against my ass, feel your come shooting into me.”
“Oh, my God, Graham. You’re going to feel it. You’re going to feel it sooner than you’re counting on, if you keep talking like that. You’re getting me so damn turned on I’m afraid I’m going to pop right now. I love my present. I love what it symbolizes. I love you, you beautiful son of a bitch. Come on, don’t make me wait any longer. This is our honeymoon. All I want to do is make love to you, day and night.”
“Me, too. I don’t want us to do anything else except eat, and sleep. Well, and swim in that fabulous warm ocean out there,” Graham added, by way of an afterthought. “I mean, we can fuck anywhere, including back home. We really ought to take advantage of the sand and the sea and the beautiful weather, here. But in the meantime, you can take advantage of me. I want you to screw me until I scream, this time,” he panted, “and to hell with the neighbors. They can always ask the front desk to send them some earplugs.” As he spoke, Graham opened the jar and rubbed some of the anal cream all over Hernan’s erect cock, massaging it until his partner was wildly aroused and writhing with anticipation. “It feels strange to be putting the lube on your cock without you putting a rubber on, first.”
“It does feel strange, but, oh, does it ever feel good,” Hernan breathed. “Think of all the money we’re going to save on condoms.”
“Think of how hot it’s going to feel when you shoot in my ass.”
“I am thinking of it. It’s all I can think about. Hurry.”
Next, Graham took another glob of the lube from the jar, massaged it deep between his own ass cheeks and, grunting, stuck two of his newly slippery fingers part of the way up his ass to lubricate it thoroughly. On second thought, he eased a third finger inside. While he was in there, he took advantage of the fact, by playing with his ass hole a little, teasing it. The light friction from his probing fingertips provided a highly promising preview of coming attractions.
“What’s taking so long? Are you playing with your ass again?” Hernan, who was familiar with his partner’s quirks, asked.
“Yeah,” Graham admitted.
“I thought you were eager for the real thing.”
“I am. I’m just warming myself up.”
“Listen, baby, I’m already hot enough for both of us. Let me in there before I pop.”
“All right, all right, already! But oh, man, does that ever feel good,” Graham breathed, as he reluctantly pulled his fingers out of his manhole. “But I’ll be the first one to admit it. It’s not half as good as that horse dick of yours is going to feel in there, pumping in and out of my ass! Put it in me, quick! I’m really hot for that cock of yours this time!”
He thrust his palm out, pressed it against Hernan’s hairy chest, smearing some of the lubricant between his pecs, and pushed him flat on his back on the bed.
Then Graham straddled Hernan’s hips, tucking his calves under his thighs on either side of the other stud’s legs. He seized Hernan’s greased dick and held it straight up from his groin, aiming it like a weapon at his own ass hole while he slowly lowered himself onto that solid column of flesh.
Graham impaled himself on his buddy’s prick. He pressed the blunt head between his parted buttocks until it was wedged inside his anal opening. Then, grunting, he let his weight sink down upon Hernan’s body gradually, driving every inch of that big dick up into his rectum in a steady, excruciating thrust.
Despite the lubrication, it was a tight fit, and Graham grimaced and ground his teeth together audibly while the penetration was completed, not without some discomfort for him. But he didn’t care. He was giving himself to the man he loved, to the man who was now his husband, and he wanted to give himself totally, unreservedly, holding nothing back.
By now, though, he knew his husband’s body and its responses as well as he knew his own. Judging by the rapt look on Hernan’s face, Graham was sure that he had felt nothing but pure sexual bliss when his cock slid up into the warm, gripping sheath of Graham’s butt. That expression on Hernan’s face made it all worthwhile, as far as Graham was concerned. A final gasp burst from the blond man’s lips as the last thick inch of cockshaft was buried up inside his anal tunnel, filling it completely, stretching it, and making it twitch and throb and spasm wildly around its bulk.
“Oh, Christ, Hernan!” he moaned. “It feels so big and hard and hot inside me! I always did get off on your cock!”
“And I’ve never been able to resist your ass. How does that dick feel in there, without a condom?”
“Fantastic.”
“And your butt feels sensational, squeezing all around my prick.”
“Jesus, Hernan. We’re barebacking.”
“We’re allowed to. We’re married. We’re a respectable, boring married couple, according to Hector.”
“I’m not feeling very respectable at the moment,” Graham admitted. “I’m feeling downright sinful. And this is anything but boring!”
“I’m feeling wide awake at the moment, too.”
“Good. As long as you’re so wide awake, fuck me harder. Because my ass is wide open for you, lover!”
As he spoke, Graham leaned forward and thrust his body down to make sure that Hernan was in him all the way. Both men grunted as those extra inches of Hernan’s cock rammed deep into Graham’s ass hole and they could feel Hernan’s pubic hairs grinding roughly against the rim of Graham’s sphincter.
Then, to support himself, Graham thrust his arms out straight and planted his open palms over Hernan’s heaving pecs. His fingers kneaded those firm, muscular pecs and toying with Hernan’s tits. Graham began to work his hips and buttocks, grinding them to increase the pressure of his husband’s cock in his ass.
“Go ahead, fuck me, lover,” he gritted out from between his clenched teeth, his lips bared in a lustful snarl of pleasure. His face was beaded with sweat. “Fuck me, Hernan, really slam it to my ass now! Give it to me! I want to feel you coming in my ass. But not yet, not for a long while yet. I want you to fuck me for a long, long time before you shoot off in me! I want you to fuck my ass hole until it’s sore from your big, thick cock! Like back when we first met,” he gasped, as they both began to shudder, their bodies quite instinctively beginning the rhythms of fucking. “Just like back when we first met, when we couldn’t get enough of each other, and we’d fuck each other until our ass holes were sore and we couldn’t take it anymore!”
“Mother of God,” Hernan moaned. “Does your husband know what a hot-assed whore you are?”
“I won’t tell him if you don’t,” Graham said, with a breathless laugh.
So far, Graham had been doing all of the work, fucking himself on Hernan’s rod.
“How does it feel, to just lie there and be used, like a human dildo?” he asked Hernan.
“It feels incredible. I’m really getting off on the way you’re riding my cock.”
“I do seem to be doing all the work, though,” Graham pointed out.
He wasn’t exaggerating. So far, Hernan had scarcely had to move, himself. But now, obviously inspired to action by his husband’s lewd remarks, he clenched his buttocks and shoved upward in a quick, stabbing gesture that drove his dick even deeper up Graham’s ass hole.
“Is that better?” Hernan asked. “Is that more like what you had in mind?”
“It’s a start,” Graham conceded. His voice was hoarse with lust. “It’s getting there. Is that all you’ve got?”
“No. I’ve got this, too, baby. I’ve been keeping it in reserve.” As he spoke, Hernan lunged upward into Graham’s anus, even more forcefully.
This time, Graham was too aroused by the t
hrust to answer in words. Instead, he let out a loud cry, somewhere between a scream and a hysterical laugh, and threw his ass into high gear, moving even faster and flexing his anal muscles in a special way he had. Graham had practiced and perfected the trick over the years. The first time he’d tried it out on Hernan; his lover had told him that the sensation was like having a thumb and forefinger encircling the shaft of his dick, pinching it in a rapid, nonstop motion. That first session wasn’t the last time that Hernan had sworn to Graham, afterward, that his anal agility made some of the other guys Hernan had fucked seem downright frigid by comparison.
But those guys, of course, had been tricks, passing fancies. Graham had fucked his way through his fair share of them, too. They all faded into insignificance now. They weren’t Hernan, the man Graham was in love with. The man with whom he now wanted to spend the rest of his life. By the time this fuck was over, Graham swore, Hernan was going to forget that any male ass existed, except for the one he was plugging now.
Graham had both of Hernan’s tits caught between his thumbs and forefingers, and was pinching the hell out of them. In retaliation, Hernan took hold of Graham’s nipples in his own hands and began squeezing them, hard, timing each pinch with one of his thrusts up into the other man’s rectum or with a firm, milking squeeze of Graham’s overexcited ass. It was a routine the two lovers had done together in bed often enough before. But today, on this special occasion, it seemed to carry with it an extra frisson of fierce, raw sex.
Both men were so excited that their orgasms seemed only seconds away. But they both knew just how to tease each other, to time their fuck to keep themselves and each other continually aroused without bringing themselves off before they wanted to come. They were both panting and covered with wet rivulets of sweat that drenched the sheets they were fucking on.
“You ready?” Graham gasped, staring down at his husband. “You ready to give me your come? To blast your jism up into my hot, horny ass hole, man?”
“I’m ready!” Hernan growled, reaching out to grab Graham’s prick in his fist and milk it with savage twists of his wrist, his arm muscles bulging from the effort as his fingers squeezed and rubbed the head and shaft of Graham’s fuck tool with quick, restless movements.
“Oh, you’re dripping jism, yourself,” he commented with satisfaction. “You’re going to come, too! Go ahead and shoot, Graham. Spray your goddamn sperm all over me, stud!”
Both men shuddered and moaned as Graham felt his orgasm suddenly build up deep in his loins and then threaten to explode through his burning, throbbing dick, which was still being massaged so vigorously by Hernan’s sweaty, slippery hand.
“I’m going to come,” Graham warned.
“Me, too.”
“Are you? Are you, lover? Are you going to shoot your come right up my ass? Are you going to let me feel it going into me, without any goddamn rubber to get in the way?”
“Oh Jesus, Graham,” Hernan pleaded. “When you talk dirty to me like that—you know what it always does to me.”
“I want you to wash out my fucking ass hole with your come,” Graham taunted his husband. “I want to feel it soaking into me, deep inside me.”
That did it! Hernan started cursing in Spanish, which Graham knew was the tell-tale sign that he’d finally succeeded in driving the other man over the edge.
But now Graham, too, could feel his jism rising inexorably within him, and then escaping through his prick, in a first fierce spurt that many a professional porno actor half Graham’s age might have envied. A second come shot followed, and then a third, the velocity scarcely slackening as Graham sprayed his load all over Hernan’s face and chest. Hernan, staring up wantonly into Graham’s eyes, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Graham gave him what he wanted. He aimed his fourth wad of semen at that waiting mouth and scored a direct hit on the upper surface of Hernan’s tongue. Hernan moaned loudly as he seemed to savor the taste of the come in his mouth.
But then Hernan came, too, as helplessly as though Graham’s ass hole were actually sucking the sperm tight out of him. His balls tensed in preparation—Graham could feel them pressing against the rim of his sphincter as Hernan drove himself into him to the hilt and held his cock in there, not pulling back this time. And then Hernan’s overtaxed testicles erupted, firing a geyser of hot wet semen right through the center of his dick, and coating Graham’s twitching prostate with spurt upon spurt of slimy fuck cream.
Graham crushed his ass cheeks down against Hernan’s body to keep that exploding cock lodged firmly all the way up inside his anus while the narrow tunnel quaked around it and was flooded with fiery jism.
His own ejaculation was intensified by the anal detonation, and his big cock jerked spasmodically within Hernan’s fists while it shot its next wads of sperm out with such force that the come splattered onto the pillow beside Hernan’s head. Subsequent blasts hit Hernan squarely in the face, and then dripped sluggishly down his throat and chest, wetting him down.
More come followed, leaving its slippery trail of white scum all over Hernan’s chest and belly, as, still shuddering his way through his own ejaculation, he worked his fist to pump Graham’s prick dry.
Every spurt from Graham’s dick was answered by a fierce flexing of his strong anal muscles that bit into the flesh of Hernan’s embedded cockshaft and made him shoot again and again, in helpless reaction to the pressure. He filled that hot ass with his semen until the slippery lubrication enabled his cock to slide freely in and out of Graham’s butt.
The surplus come leaked out of Graham’s sore sphincter muscle and trickled down over his thighs to wet the bed, which was already damp and soggy from the two men’s mingled sweat.
Graham kept coming, more sluggishly, and Hernan kept jerking him off, until his husband’s huge cock oozed the last of its fluid over his knuckles. Hernan’s nipples looked bruised and sore from the steady pressure of his lover’s pinches. Graham had gripped them even harder and squeezed the hell out of both tits when he’d started to come.
The two men finally let go of each other and Graham slumped down on Hernan’s hips. He kept working his ass, though, to feel Hernan’s cock in it. But the other stud was already going soft inside Graham’s mushy, come-flooded ass hole. Graham’s hot, demanding ass had simply been too much for him.
With a sigh, Graham reluctantly lifted his butt and allowed Hernan’s limp meat to slip out of his anus. He lay on top of Hernan and kissed him passionately, each man gripping the other fiercely, possessively, in his arms.
“Just when I thought having sex with you couldn’t possibly get any more exciting,” Hernan said.
“You seem to have been holding out on me, up until now, too,” Graham joked. “That was incredible.”
They relaxed in each other’s embrace. Graham groped for Hernan’s left hand with his own left hand, found it, interlaced their fingers, and squeezed their sweaty palms together. He raised their locked hands above their bodies so he could admire their matching gold wedding bands. Then he brought Hernan’s hand to his lips and kissed it.
“I wonder what the boys are up to, right now,” Graham said, drowsily.
“Nothing nearly as exciting as what we just did, I’m sure.”
Chapter Five
The afternoon sun was at its most intense, but as Barry sat on a towel spread out over the sand, his sunglasses softened the glare and turned the sky, sea, and beach into a slightly surreal grayish-green landscape. He squeezed more sunscreen out of its tube and applied the cream to his shoulders and chest.
Nearby, two good-looking young men were playing volleyball, laughing and teasing each other as they propelled the ball back and forth over the net they’d set up. Barry observed them, hoping his scrutiny of their trim, bronzed bodies wasn’t too apparent.
The scales had fallen from his eyes, and he now seemed to be hyperaware of other men’s beauty—and desirability. Still, while he felt free to admire other males from a distance, there was one man in particular who
occupied his thoughts. The tantalizing image of Hector seemed to hover in front of him, dazzling his eyes.
Barry had plenty of free time in which to ponder the recent developments in his life. Hector was often busy supervising the charter boats’ crews during the day, so Barry, left to his own devices, spent his afternoons sunning himself on the beach.
The husky young blond Marine would often find his mind drifting to sex. Specifically, to the new, frightening, but intensely exciting kind of sex that Hector had introduced him to.
He remembered, with a strange mixture of embarrassment and excitement, the conversation he’d had with his stepbrother, right after Hector had sucked him off for the first time.
“Sorry,” Barry had muttered, as, red-faced and sweaty from his orgasm, he watched Hector nonchalantly wipe his mouth with the palm of his hand.
Hector smiled at him, his eyes still bright with sexual arousal. “Sorry about what?”
“About coming in your mouth.”
“But I wanted you to.”
“Really?”
“Sure. The only thing more exciting about getting a guy so excited that he shoots off in your mouth is getting him so excited that he shoots off as soon as you let go of his cock, and he sprays his load all over you.”
Barry couldn’t help grimacing. “You really are kind of wild, aren’t you? Tell me…what does it taste like?”
“Another guy’s come? It differs from one man to another. I know one way you can find out for yourself.” Hector grasped his big, thick cock in his hand and began to jerk it, obviously as much for Barry’s benefit as for his own gratification. The ploy worked. Barry couldn’t take his eyes off that swollen tool the other young man was stroking. “Want to suck it?” Hector asked, his voice a soft, seductive caress. “Want to get me so excited that when I pull my dick out of your mouth it’ll shoot off all over the fucking place? Want to see me come?”
“Yeah,” Barry stammered. “Yeah, I do!”
Now, several days later, he still couldn’t believe he’d said that, or that he’d given in so readily to Hector’s importunities and to his own secret, depraved desires. He’d sucked Hector’s cock, all right. And the two of them hadn’t stopped there
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