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“I’m going to admit something to you,” he began. “I’ve only been with one person and my experience is limited.”
I kept the pressure on his cock and it showed no signs of deflating. “I don’t know about my experiences there, but can we say you’re my first?” I chuckled. “I mean, is that really a lie if I don’t know?”
His hands moved from my lower back to my ass cheeks where he squeezed and pulled me into him harder.
“Mmmm,” I moaned. “Now that felt good, mister.”
He picked me off of the ground and carried me to the shack even though I had healed completely. “I’m not taking any chances of an injury on the way to the shower,” he said, laughing and kissing my cheek.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: Bo
He had a pair of my gym shorts on and yanked them down once we stepped into the shack, turning around and exposing his bubble butt to me. I came up behind him and cupped each cheek with the palms of my hands.
“Has anyone told you your ass is fucking hot,” I said nipping at his neck.
He shuddered when I pressed my mouth harder against his skin. His head came back and he brought a hand to the back of my head.
I moved my arm around his waist and then slid a hand down his abs until I found his raging erection. “Whoa! And what do we have here, Baby?”
“Call me baby again and I’ll do anything you ask me to,” he groaned, grinding his ass against my cock. “And I do mean anything.”
“I like this version of you,” I said, jacking him off from behind. My finger smeared his precum over his head and swirled around his sensitive flesh until he shivered with anticipation. “Unbutton my shorts,” I said. He began to turn around. “Stay put, Baby. Unbutton them while staying where you are. I’ll introduce you to him in a bit.”
“Fuck!” he hissed. “You’re a tease and I think I like a tease.” He wrangled with the metal button of my old Levi’s that I’d chopped into shorts. “Well . . . looky here. Bo is going commando too.”
My loose jean shorts fell to the floor and I stepped out of them, kicking them away from us. I pressed my throbbing cock against his lower back. Barefoot, he was considerably shorter than I was so my cock was above his ass crack. I held his hips and turned him around to face me.
His eyes fell to my cock and he stared for a second too long. His tongue slid across his lips and he looked up to me, grinning.
“Wow, young man,” he stated. “Now that is impressive.”
I felt the flush of fire on my face and my ego swelled at the compliment. “Is it okay?” I asked.
“Oh, trust me. That cock is more than okay and you know it,” he teased, then stepping back to examine more of it. “I like. Follow me, mister,” he said, grabbing my hand and tugging me to the bathroom. “Let’s get clean so I can be introduced to that.”
The need to shoot my load was overwhelming. With him staring at my erection, and me eating up his praise like a five-year old, I was putty in his hands and wondered if I’d last two minutes. I set the water temperature and maneuvered him into the shower first then closed the door behind me.
“Now what were you saying?” I asked, moving him under the water. I let him get soaked while he turned a few times under the water and then we switched places. I’d barely gotten wet, and he had shampoo in his hands and had started shampooing my hair. His fingers dug into my scalp while his stiff cock pressed against my ass.
“Turn around,” he said, tapping on my shoulder. I turned with my eyes closed because he hadn’t rinsed the stinging suds out of my hair, and before I knew it, he had my balls in his hand and was massaging them. “You like that, stud?” he asked. I kept my eyes closed and leaned my head against the shower wall while water splashed off of my shoulders.
“Easy now, baby,” I moaned. “I could come.”
“Well, we sure wouldn’t want that, now would we,” he stated. He let go of my nuts and reached for the bar of soap, rubbing it across my chest and down to my cock, sudsing it carefully. He stroked my shaft back and forth, cleaning as well as driving me insane. “Face the wall please, stud.” I did as he asked and he rubbed the bar of soap over my back and then to my ass cheeks. He gripped each cheek and pressed forward, whispering into my ear. “Someone’s got a jock’s ass. This is extra meaty and thick, stud.”
I was focused on his voice as he squeezed and fondled my cheeks, and then his finger dragged down my crack and he rubbed my asshole with soapy fingers. I flinched and tightened my ass cheeks against his digits. “Uh,” I began. “I’ve never had anything in there,” I confessed.
“A little fingerormaybe my tongue isn’t gonna hurt is it?” he asked seductively.
He’d said tongue.Holy fuck!Just the idea of him tonguing my ass almost sent me over the cliff of craving. His ass was sexy as hell and I knew I wanted inside him, but I’d never fucked a guy in his butt even though I’d wanted to for as long as I could remember. His hot specimen proved my desire had been correct. I wanted inside of him for sure but didn’t think I wanted anyone to fuck mine.
I returned to his question about a finger in my ass not hurting. “I guess not,” I admitted, relaxing my cheeks. He took no time getting back to rubbing circles around my asshole. The sensation was crazy hot. I found myself pushing back against his finger and wanting to see what it would feel like if he pushed through. He took the hint and slid in past my resistance. A shock wave shot through me and my cock begged for release. “Holy shit!” I hissed.
“See? That wasn’t so bad was it?” he asked.
I relaxed against the fake tile, letting him finger me. My cock remained stiff and sensations I’d never felt surprised me. Maybe I could get used to some stimulation from behind. I came close to releasing so I reached for his hand and pushed him away.
He knelt down behind me and soaped my legs, lifting each foot and washing them as well. The experience was intimate and exciting at the same time. He stood. “My turn, stud.”
