plowhand98
07-16-2007, 07:26 AM
It was lush.
Something he never thought he’d find so hot, but there it was right in front of him, and he just wanted to tongue the fuck out of it. To bury his head between those plump, round cheeks and go to town on Ray’s’ hole, making the man incoherent, reduced to no syllable words. Only moans.
John wanted to fuck it from here to eternity, he wanted to finger it, touch it, lick it, and suck it.
So wide, so open, so fucking slick it hurt in Johns’ dick to even think of it, made him ache, made him want, made him lust for it, for Ray.
Johns’ dick was wet from the lube he’d been using to fuck that sweet, sweet ass, sliding in so deep it was like diving to the deepest pool, he never wanted to come out. He wanted Ray to feel it, all the way, to feel John’s hard, throbbing dick on the back of his tongue. Splitting the astrophysicist open until he was weeping and begging for John to make him come. Please let me come, John, oh fuck, let me come, I can’t do this, can’t take it, touch me...Fuck!
And John would pull out until those clenches in Ray’s ass had subsided, leaving the man open and vulnerable to Johns stare, anything he wanted to do to Ray, he could do, he could take, and Ray would let him, so satiated on the bed in front of him right now.
So that is what John did, took what he wanted. He wanted to look into that lovely slick hole he’d been fucking. Wanted to tongue it, make Ray writhe on the bed once more, begging for release, unable to find it until John told him, until John ordered him to come. And Ray would. Oh yeah, Ray would beg him, take it, because he wanted John to order over him.
John leant in, smelling the sweaty flesh in front of him, leaning down close, falling in lust with the hole he wanted to rim the fuck out of. His tongue nibbled out of his mouth, catching on the sensitive flesh, sending shocks through Ray’s body, Ray falling back onto Johns face, trying to take more of Johns tongue.
Not yet, baby, John said, lips moving scantily across the round buttocks in front of him, as John took his fingers, playing around the still stretched hole, perfectly rounded and open to him, he’d stretched Ray good tonight, and now he was going to reward the good boy.
Dipping his fingers into the loose channel still so slick from the lube, he prodded into Ray’s prostate, sending the man, yet again, onto Johns’ fingers, sending them so deep there was no restriction, no reason for John to stop.
Slowly moving his hand back and forth, he sent Ray higher, unable to touch his own cock, john placed his free hand on Ray’s ass, kneading the soft flesh there, nails slightly denting the flesh, sending more shivers through Ray’s frame if that was possible.
John was now easily able to get four fingers into that slick lose hole, Ray keening loudly with every motion that jarred his lusted up body, music to Johns ears as John continued pushing his hand into him, back and forth, so slowly, enjoying the sight of sensitive skin stretched across his knuckles, soft and pink, so totally lickable to taut.
Ready Ray, John asked, his voice tight with emotion, so softly against the rage his own lust built up inside of him, loving the small way Ray nodded his head and gasped out the words John wanted to hear. Oh yes, John, please, oh please, fuck, please…
It was the most polite John had ever heard Ray be, and was not surprised it took this much to reveal Ray’s slack manners, as he pressed his thumb to his palm, further into Ray’s body.
With a squeal that set John on fire, John watched his hand disappear into Ray’s’ body, so fully encased in tight, oh so tight heat, slick and wet from the lube, stretched over his wrist. Ray’s body was shaking on the end of his fist, and John couldn’t help himself, as he felt his own orgasm break through him at an amazing speed, he slowly rubbed his knuckles against Ray’s prostate, feeling the man under him come undone. Huge shudders wracking the solid body until there was nothing but a long, low moan, growling as Ray could do nothing but stay perfectly still, cock shooting his orgasm from him so hard.
John felt his own release on the sheets below him, still watching Ray’s hole clench around his wrist.
They lay together, sweating into each other, as they came from their highs back to their bed, John slowly removing his hand from Ray’s body, marveling at how wide Ray was now, wanting so much to go back into that heat, needing so badly to rest.
Once Ray was free of Johns’ body in himself, he collapsed what was not already on the bed into a sated heap, against a sated John, arm slowly winding over Johns shoulders, drifting into post coital sleep, totally blissed out.
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Something he never thought he’d find so hot, but there it was right in front of him, and he just wanted to tongue the fuck out of it. To bury his head between those plump, round cheeks and go to town on Ray’s’ hole, making the man incoherent, reduced to no syllable words. Only moans.
John wanted to fuck it from here to eternity, he wanted to finger it, touch it, lick it, and suck it.
So wide, so open, so fucking slick it hurt in Johns’ dick to even think of it, made him ache, made him want, made him lust for it, for Ray.
Johns’ dick was wet from the lube he’d been using to fuck that sweet, sweet ass, sliding in so deep it was like diving to the deepest pool, he never wanted to come out. He wanted Ray to feel it, all the way, to feel John’s hard, throbbing dick on the back of his tongue. Splitting the astrophysicist open until he was weeping and begging for John to make him come. Please let me come, John, oh fuck, let me come, I can’t do this, can’t take it, touch me...Fuck!
And John would pull out until those clenches in Ray’s ass had subsided, leaving the man open and vulnerable to Johns stare, anything he wanted to do to Ray, he could do, he could take, and Ray would let him, so satiated on the bed in front of him right now.
So that is what John did, took what he wanted. He wanted to look into that lovely slick hole he’d been fucking. Wanted to tongue it, make Ray writhe on the bed once more, begging for release, unable to find it until John told him, until John ordered him to come. And Ray would. Oh yeah, Ray would beg him, take it, because he wanted John to order over him.
John leant in, smelling the sweaty flesh in front of him, leaning down close, falling in lust with the hole he wanted to rim the fuck out of. His tongue nibbled out of his mouth, catching on the sensitive flesh, sending shocks through Ray’s body, Ray falling back onto Johns face, trying to take more of Johns tongue.
Not yet, baby, John said, lips moving scantily across the round buttocks in front of him, as John took his fingers, playing around the still stretched hole, perfectly rounded and open to him, he’d stretched Ray good tonight, and now he was going to reward the good boy.
Dipping his fingers into the loose channel still so slick from the lube, he prodded into Ray’s prostate, sending the man, yet again, onto Johns’ fingers, sending them so deep there was no restriction, no reason for John to stop.
Slowly moving his hand back and forth, he sent Ray higher, unable to touch his own cock, john placed his free hand on Ray’s ass, kneading the soft flesh there, nails slightly denting the flesh, sending more shivers through Ray’s frame if that was possible.
John was now easily able to get four fingers into that slick lose hole, Ray keening loudly with every motion that jarred his lusted up body, music to Johns ears as John continued pushing his hand into him, back and forth, so slowly, enjoying the sight of sensitive skin stretched across his knuckles, soft and pink, so totally lickable to taut.
Ready Ray, John asked, his voice tight with emotion, so softly against the rage his own lust built up inside of him, loving the small way Ray nodded his head and gasped out the words John wanted to hear. Oh yes, John, please, oh please, fuck, please…
It was the most polite John had ever heard Ray be, and was not surprised it took this much to reveal Ray’s slack manners, as he pressed his thumb to his palm, further into Ray’s body.
With a squeal that set John on fire, John watched his hand disappear into Ray’s’ body, so fully encased in tight, oh so tight heat, slick and wet from the lube, stretched over his wrist. Ray’s body was shaking on the end of his fist, and John couldn’t help himself, as he felt his own orgasm break through him at an amazing speed, he slowly rubbed his knuckles against Ray’s prostate, feeling the man under him come undone. Huge shudders wracking the solid body until there was nothing but a long, low moan, growling as Ray could do nothing but stay perfectly still, cock shooting his orgasm from him so hard.
John felt his own release on the sheets below him, still watching Ray’s hole clench around his wrist.
They lay together, sweating into each other, as they came from their highs back to their bed, John slowly removing his hand from Ray’s body, marveling at how wide Ray was now, wanting so much to go back into that heat, needing so badly to rest.
Once Ray was free of Johns’ body in himself, he collapsed what was not already on the bed into a sated heap, against a sated John, arm slowly winding over Johns shoulders, drifting into post coital sleep, totally blissed out.
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