Laying there in the darkness , listening to the birds chirping outside of the small hotel window.
My eyes fluttered open softly, i smiled wide seeing the man of my dreams laying there naked beside me, his arm wrapped tight around my side. It sent chills down my spine. I had waited so long for this to happen between us. I still couldnt beleive the night before.
silently i slipped out from under his arm, making my way towards the window, The sun was shining bright, it seemed like it was going to be a beautiful day. I glanced over my shoulder at Jasons naked body. He looked like a greek god. His body was almost like those statues you can find all over greece. I noticed his cock was stirring, my curiousity got the best of me. I quickly crawled back into bed, positioning my body close beside his. My fingers traversed the landscape of his arms and back. Finally, my hands were on his ass. The twin muscular mounds exploded with goosebumps when my fingertips danced across his flesh. Starting at the base of his
spine, I moved lower, kneading his cheeks, watching them cleave in the process. As I moved closer to his legs, he repositioned himself. He was stirring in his sleep and making himself more vulnerable! I wanted to plunge in, to live my fantasy, but he was more than just a willing piece of ass to me. He was the love of my life, and I wanted to see his face.
"Roll over Jason," I said gently. With no hestitation he did. I gazed down upon him as I proceeded to massage his feet and legs. His submission was unmistakable and undeniable. Soon I was straddling his stomach, leaning forward on my knees, exploring the ridges and valleys of his abdominal
muscles. With each breath his ribs rose and fell beneath me. At last I molded my hands to his wonderfully sculpted chest. So broad, so muscular, I couldn't feel the ribs underneath. As I touched his nipples they contracted, forcing the nubs to attention. I felt his heart beat stronger.
Suddenly, I became aware of the heat between us and I could feel a warmth--low and behind me. I turned to look. That for which I had wished so long was coming to pass. It was his cock, filling with blood, pulsing, arching its
way towards me. I looked at his beautiful face below and leaned to touch it, to finish the massage. As I did so, his penis pressed hard against me. The blood rushed into my groin and I began to weaken. Attempting to steady
myself, I cupped his face with my hands. I rubbed his strong cheekbones gently with my trembling thumbs. He raised his hand, placed it on my shoulder, and slowly opened his eyes. Through our eyes, the windows to our souls, it all was conveyed--the complete truth. "Come here," he bid me.
I sank down onto him. My ass pushed back against his cock, almost seeming to cradle it. My own tool, roaring hard, was sandwiched by our warm, moist stomachs. My tongue met his and our lips sealed around them I held is
head in my hands like the sacred object it was. I felt the roughness from the day's growth of beard. "My God," I thought. "This is what it's like to kiss a man, to experience him with every sense there is."
I wrapped my arms and legs around him, as content as I had ever hoped to be. We were woven together, only our tongues in motion, but then he took the bottle of lotion and squeezed some in his hand.
"Hunch up on your knees, Dhani." I knew I'd love what was coming next. He smeared the lotion in my ass and
then popped a finger inside. I moved back up to smother again his mouth with mine. His finger moved deeper inside until it pressed upon my prostate. I felt the release of fluid rush down the length of my penis and out onto his
stomach. A soft moan escaped my throat and I felt it reverberate in his chest. I heard the squishy sound of lotion as he stroked himself to full hardness.Looking deep into his eyes i whispered quietly "Please fuck me Jason.... I need you ," I confessed at last.
With one hand he pulled me forward against my weight; with the other he lined himself up to plug my anxious hole. Then he eased me back against him. I felt myself open up and then stretch wide as the head of his dick pushed through. In startled reflex, my arms closed tightly around him. We froze in gentle embrace until I could relax. Gradually, more and more of his rod penetrated me. My balls nestled into his cushiony pubic hair and I knew his dick was home. My heart pumped blood through the vessels in my tightly
stretched hole in counterpoint rhythm to that of his steadily throbbing member.
It had taken years to get this far. I slowly sat up and looked at him. Full and deep inside me, he opened those angelic eyes and flashed a devilish grin. I began to rock gently back and forth. His chest rose, and with a low groan, fell. Our lovemaking progressed by slow degrees, and as our movements became more pronounced, he reached out with his hand to me, first touching my dick, then encircling it.
We rapidly approached the flash point. Our bodies glistened with sweat and our breathing had turned to panting. When the action of his hand upon me became more frenetic, I knew I was on the brink.
"I could do this all day Jason , but if you keep that up I'm gonna cum!"
"Shit, man, we will do it all night! Nobody says you can only cum once a day. Let it go!"
So close to blowing my own wad, I turned my attention to him, wanting to bring him over the top with me. I reached down and felt his shaft sliding in
and out my tight ring. I slid my hand down and cupped his balls. With my thumb, I pressed firmly where the spongy underside of his dick met his dancing nutsack. His whole body tensed and froze. I had gotten to his prostate the
easy way. He uttered no sound, inhaled no breath, made no movement. He gripped my handle as if to keep from falling into some deep crevasse--but he had no chance. I gently squeezed his clutch of eggs, pushing him off the precipice, determined myself to follow him down.
I felt the first spasm of his meat and the explosion in my bowels. That set me off. My ass contracted around him as he continued to pump into me. We each fed off the orgasm of the other. My churned cream shot out and landed
on his tanned chest. A small pool formed in the hollow at the base of his neck. The body that had been so at rest as I massaged it earlier was now unleashed, blasting its blueprint into me. Wave after wave of convulsive contentment washed over us. I collapsed against him, my semen serving as
mortar, cementing our bodies together. Under me I felt him shudder one last time. He made no effort to withdraw, but soon that terrific cock, which had been so hard for so long, began to deflate and, alas, slide out. I straightened myself out beside him. Toe to toe, and tongue to tongue, we
intertwined our legs, kissed, and propped ourselves up on our elbows. Neither of us said anything for a long, long time. It was a magic moment; we were meshed together at the waist, but that didn't seem to matter. We were
meshed together in our minds.
My eyes fluttered open softly, i smiled wide seeing the man of my dreams laying there naked beside me, his arm wrapped tight around my side. It sent chills down my spine. I had waited so long for this to happen between us. I still couldnt beleive the night before.
silently i slipped out from under his arm, making my way towards the window, The sun was shining bright, it seemed like it was going to be a beautiful day. I glanced over my shoulder at Jasons naked body. He looked like a greek god. His body was almost like those statues you can find all over greece. I noticed his cock was stirring, my curiousity got the best of me. I quickly crawled back into bed, positioning my body close beside his. My fingers traversed the landscape of his arms and back. Finally, my hands were on his ass. The twin muscular mounds exploded with goosebumps when my fingertips danced across his flesh. Starting at the base of his
spine, I moved lower, kneading his cheeks, watching them cleave in the process. As I moved closer to his legs, he repositioned himself. He was stirring in his sleep and making himself more vulnerable! I wanted to plunge in, to live my fantasy, but he was more than just a willing piece of ass to me. He was the love of my life, and I wanted to see his face.
"Roll over Jason," I said gently. With no hestitation he did. I gazed down upon him as I proceeded to massage his feet and legs. His submission was unmistakable and undeniable. Soon I was straddling his stomach, leaning forward on my knees, exploring the ridges and valleys of his abdominal
muscles. With each breath his ribs rose and fell beneath me. At last I molded my hands to his wonderfully sculpted chest. So broad, so muscular, I couldn't feel the ribs underneath. As I touched his nipples they contracted, forcing the nubs to attention. I felt his heart beat stronger.
Suddenly, I became aware of the heat between us and I could feel a warmth--low and behind me. I turned to look. That for which I had wished so long was coming to pass. It was his cock, filling with blood, pulsing, arching its
way towards me. I looked at his beautiful face below and leaned to touch it, to finish the massage. As I did so, his penis pressed hard against me. The blood rushed into my groin and I began to weaken. Attempting to steady
myself, I cupped his face with my hands. I rubbed his strong cheekbones gently with my trembling thumbs. He raised his hand, placed it on my shoulder, and slowly opened his eyes. Through our eyes, the windows to our souls, it all was conveyed--the complete truth. "Come here," he bid me.
I sank down onto him. My ass pushed back against his cock, almost seeming to cradle it. My own tool, roaring hard, was sandwiched by our warm, moist stomachs. My tongue met his and our lips sealed around them I held is
head in my hands like the sacred object it was. I felt the roughness from the day's growth of beard. "My God," I thought. "This is what it's like to kiss a man, to experience him with every sense there is."
I wrapped my arms and legs around him, as content as I had ever hoped to be. We were woven together, only our tongues in motion, but then he took the bottle of lotion and squeezed some in his hand.
"Hunch up on your knees, Dhani." I knew I'd love what was coming next. He smeared the lotion in my ass and
then popped a finger inside. I moved back up to smother again his mouth with mine. His finger moved deeper inside until it pressed upon my prostate. I felt the release of fluid rush down the length of my penis and out onto his
stomach. A soft moan escaped my throat and I felt it reverberate in his chest. I heard the squishy sound of lotion as he stroked himself to full hardness.Looking deep into his eyes i whispered quietly "Please fuck me Jason.... I need you ," I confessed at last.
With one hand he pulled me forward against my weight; with the other he lined himself up to plug my anxious hole. Then he eased me back against him. I felt myself open up and then stretch wide as the head of his dick pushed through. In startled reflex, my arms closed tightly around him. We froze in gentle embrace until I could relax. Gradually, more and more of his rod penetrated me. My balls nestled into his cushiony pubic hair and I knew his dick was home. My heart pumped blood through the vessels in my tightly
stretched hole in counterpoint rhythm to that of his steadily throbbing member.
It had taken years to get this far. I slowly sat up and looked at him. Full and deep inside me, he opened those angelic eyes and flashed a devilish grin. I began to rock gently back and forth. His chest rose, and with a low groan, fell. Our lovemaking progressed by slow degrees, and as our movements became more pronounced, he reached out with his hand to me, first touching my dick, then encircling it.
We rapidly approached the flash point. Our bodies glistened with sweat and our breathing had turned to panting. When the action of his hand upon me became more frenetic, I knew I was on the brink.
"I could do this all day Jason , but if you keep that up I'm gonna cum!"
"Shit, man, we will do it all night! Nobody says you can only cum once a day. Let it go!"
So close to blowing my own wad, I turned my attention to him, wanting to bring him over the top with me. I reached down and felt his shaft sliding in
and out my tight ring. I slid my hand down and cupped his balls. With my thumb, I pressed firmly where the spongy underside of his dick met his dancing nutsack. His whole body tensed and froze. I had gotten to his prostate the
easy way. He uttered no sound, inhaled no breath, made no movement. He gripped my handle as if to keep from falling into some deep crevasse--but he had no chance. I gently squeezed his clutch of eggs, pushing him off the precipice, determined myself to follow him down.
I felt the first spasm of his meat and the explosion in my bowels. That set me off. My ass contracted around him as he continued to pump into me. We each fed off the orgasm of the other. My churned cream shot out and landed
on his tanned chest. A small pool formed in the hollow at the base of his neck. The body that had been so at rest as I massaged it earlier was now unleashed, blasting its blueprint into me. Wave after wave of convulsive contentment washed over us. I collapsed against him, my semen serving as
mortar, cementing our bodies together. Under me I felt him shudder one last time. He made no effort to withdraw, but soon that terrific cock, which had been so hard for so long, began to deflate and, alas, slide out. I straightened myself out beside him. Toe to toe, and tongue to tongue, we
intertwined our legs, kissed, and propped ourselves up on our elbows. Neither of us said anything for a long, long time. It was a magic moment; we were meshed together at the waist, but that didn't seem to matter. We were
meshed together in our minds.
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