The Ride Pt 2
Bill Harrow stood d****d over the smaller form of his protege in the small downstairs bathroom. They worked together to free the younger male from the confines of his clothes Bill being sure to not lose contact with the younger male's privates. This was new for Bill, he had never allowed himself to indulge so deeply in male to male sexual contact. But since his wife had left town to go to her sister's for the weekend, and the chance arose at work, well, he thought you only live once. He'd seen the boy around the warehouse, and recognized him from around the Third Street Book Store. Found him stranded at the Bus Stop and thought he'd take a chance. He knew despite his size, he was in College and "legal", he also knew that he "played" in the booth area of the Book Store, even still he wasn't prepared for the intensity of their "fooling around". Hell, he couldn't remember the last time he'd climaxed like that. One good turn, he thought, deserves another as his hands roamed over the boy's back and shoulders. As his partner had done he mixed caresses with kisses along hid neck and shoulders, and slowly began working his way first down his back, then slowly turned him and worked his way down across his chest.
Devon was somewhat surprised that Bill would respond as he did, usually in this situation his partner would be trying to get him out so he could pretend 'nothing ever happened.' At some point Bill worked Devon's belt loose and got his pants open, placing his hands on the boys hips he knelt in front of him and quickly pushed his pants and underwear down to the floor. Running one hand under his phallus, Bill not taking his eyes from the boys opened his mouth and took him in. Took him all the way to his base, and held him, he hadn't done it often, but it had been some time and Bill simply held him. Devon smiled down at him letting out a long slow breath savoring the warmth and wetness of the older man's mouth.
For Devon it was unexpected, but he accepted it as the older man worked is tongue expertly along the length of his shaft and the head of his phallus. He sucked air thru his teeth and flexed his hips gently face fucking his partner. He barely felt it when Bill's hands slid gently around his hips and gently grasped the globes of his ass. He did feel it when Bill allowed his thumbs to slide gently along the crevice of his cheeks, each slipping gently across his pleasure point. Devon moaned, Bill rotated his head in circles of increasing size. Each rotation allowing more and more of the boy's cock to exit then re-enter Bills mouth. The pleasure lit an ember, the ember ignited a flame that began to grow. Devon leaned back against the sink watching his partner perform. 'Oh, he murmmered, oh damn, yes, he folder his arms, and began to squeeze and rub his chest. Bill watching, read the signs and backed off, releasing the boys cock into the cool air, but he slid lower, taking in his balls. Licking, sucking, coating them with the fluids from his mouth, running his tong around each, he hummed a gentle tuneless tune. Reaching down Bill made the boy step out of the pants wrapped about his feet and pushed them away to a corner of the room. He forced Devon's feet into a wider stance then lifted him onto the counter of the sink and worked his tongue along his taint. Going where few had ever gone before. Then Devon felt it, felt his partners tongue gently touching, then circling his "bud", then as he thought he couldn't take any more, it plunged gently inside him. Once twice, a third time, and Devon quit counting to simply enjoy the sensations. But again and again he felt the "intrusion" flicker in and out of his rear. Then again along his taint Bill stood up, looking Devon in the eyes and again dropped his head and took in the boys equipment. It was too much, it didn't take to long Devon closed his eyes and let out a long low moan as it felt like all his insides spewed forth from his penis. Bill took it all, Devon looked down their eyes met for moments as he finished.
Bill studied the boys eyes a slow smile spread across his face. He took the boys legs and placed them on his shoulders, he kissed first one then the other and stepped forward. He didn't look down, he could feel the strength of his tumescent member as it rubbed under the boys taint, Devon watched, he to could feel it, feel the re-bar strength of it and knew what was next. Bill hadn't recovered so fast in years, not after what had happened earlier. He wasn't going to waste it. He leaned forward and kissed Devon on the lips, reached down with one hand and began to guide his way in, slowly, gently, with no lube, using only the moisture of sweat and saliva he began his journey up the boys hershey highway.
It was tight, Devon squirmed, not to get away, but to get the angle right. He tried to relax, could feel his muscles adjusting, felt the strong imminent intrusion. There was some pain, but not enough to stop. Before long Devon could feel his partner's stomach against his bottom. He looked up and felt his partner rock gently, yeah, he was in, both smiled satisfied with the fit. They leaned in kissed, and began the dance of slow wanton sexual tango.
Bill surprised at the warmth and tightness that he was locked into, Devon, feeling his muscles adjusting as his partner's weapon began to make itself at home deep inside of him. It was Bill's turn to suck air loudly thru his teeth as his slow gentle thrust's began to give way to a salacious attempt to get deeper inside his partner. Devon, rocked counter to Bill's thrusts and he heard an occasional moan, soft at times but still disturbing as it escaped his lips. The sound of flesh on flesh, hip on hip filled the small bathroom, and both were soon covered in sweat that neither noticed as they wallowed in feelings of erotic euphoria.
It was not Devon's first rodeo, lord knows he'd been around a time or two. Nor was it Bill's, but never before with a partner so young, nor willing. Because of his earlier exertions, Bill knew he wouldn't be coming to quickly, nor did he want to, he wanted to ride this train to the end.
Suddenly a thought struck him, Bill moved Devon's legs from his shoulders and wrapped them around his body. Lifting the boy as if he were a doll he moved from the bathroom to the couch in the adjoining room. Without breaking contact Bill slid his lite as a feather partner onto the couch, slid down atop of him and began to bear down. The springs beneath the cushions creaked and the couch rocked on the carpeted floor. Bill lost in lust wanted more, suddenly he broke contact and stood up. Over, he almost shouted, and he took Devon and moved him over onto all fours, he lifted the boys hips to the desired height, with one foot on the floor the other on the couch, Bill re-entered his partner's now not so tight bottom. 'Ooohhh yeah, he sighed and again began sliding in and out of his partner.
Yeah, he said aloud, fuck yeah, and though they started relatively slow they did not stay that way, soon again the slap, slap, slap, of hip, on hip and the creaking of couch springs filled the room. Their first bout had been climactic, this was like a volcano finding it's voice. Bill buried himself deeply inside of his partner unleashing a flood of man milk. Devon found himself actually spurting his own juices onto the couch. Bill tried to hold onto Devon's ass to remain upright, but slid down onto the backside of the couch and watched as the boy slowly dropped onto his stomach. They remained lost in momentary post bout euphoria both lost in their own thoughts. Before to long it was time for Devon to get home. He smiled the whole way home.
Devon was somewhat surprised that Bill would respond as he did, usually in this situation his partner would be trying to get him out so he could pretend 'nothing ever happened.' At some point Bill worked Devon's belt loose and got his pants open, placing his hands on the boys hips he knelt in front of him and quickly pushed his pants and underwear down to the floor. Running one hand under his phallus, Bill not taking his eyes from the boys opened his mouth and took him in. Took him all the way to his base, and held him, he hadn't done it often, but it had been some time and Bill simply held him. Devon smiled down at him letting out a long slow breath savoring the warmth and wetness of the older man's mouth.
For Devon it was unexpected, but he accepted it as the older man worked is tongue expertly along the length of his shaft and the head of his phallus. He sucked air thru his teeth and flexed his hips gently face fucking his partner. He barely felt it when Bill's hands slid gently around his hips and gently grasped the globes of his ass. He did feel it when Bill allowed his thumbs to slide gently along the crevice of his cheeks, each slipping gently across his pleasure point. Devon moaned, Bill rotated his head in circles of increasing size. Each rotation allowing more and more of the boy's cock to exit then re-enter Bills mouth. The pleasure lit an ember, the ember ignited a flame that began to grow. Devon leaned back against the sink watching his partner perform. 'Oh, he murmmered, oh damn, yes, he folder his arms, and began to squeeze and rub his chest. Bill watching, read the signs and backed off, releasing the boys cock into the cool air, but he slid lower, taking in his balls. Licking, sucking, coating them with the fluids from his mouth, running his tong around each, he hummed a gentle tuneless tune. Reaching down Bill made the boy step out of the pants wrapped about his feet and pushed them away to a corner of the room. He forced Devon's feet into a wider stance then lifted him onto the counter of the sink and worked his tongue along his taint. Going where few had ever gone before. Then Devon felt it, felt his partners tongue gently touching, then circling his "bud", then as he thought he couldn't take any more, it plunged gently inside him. Once twice, a third time, and Devon quit counting to simply enjoy the sensations. But again and again he felt the "intrusion" flicker in and out of his rear. Then again along his taint Bill stood up, looking Devon in the eyes and again dropped his head and took in the boys equipment. It was too much, it didn't take to long Devon closed his eyes and let out a long low moan as it felt like all his insides spewed forth from his penis. Bill took it all, Devon looked down their eyes met for moments as he finished.
Bill studied the boys eyes a slow smile spread across his face. He took the boys legs and placed them on his shoulders, he kissed first one then the other and stepped forward. He didn't look down, he could feel the strength of his tumescent member as it rubbed under the boys taint, Devon watched, he to could feel it, feel the re-bar strength of it and knew what was next. Bill hadn't recovered so fast in years, not after what had happened earlier. He wasn't going to waste it. He leaned forward and kissed Devon on the lips, reached down with one hand and began to guide his way in, slowly, gently, with no lube, using only the moisture of sweat and saliva he began his journey up the boys hershey highway.
It was tight, Devon squirmed, not to get away, but to get the angle right. He tried to relax, could feel his muscles adjusting, felt the strong imminent intrusion. There was some pain, but not enough to stop. Before long Devon could feel his partner's stomach against his bottom. He looked up and felt his partner rock gently, yeah, he was in, both smiled satisfied with the fit. They leaned in kissed, and began the dance of slow wanton sexual tango.
Bill surprised at the warmth and tightness that he was locked into, Devon, feeling his muscles adjusting as his partner's weapon began to make itself at home deep inside of him. It was Bill's turn to suck air loudly thru his teeth as his slow gentle thrust's began to give way to a salacious attempt to get deeper inside his partner. Devon, rocked counter to Bill's thrusts and he heard an occasional moan, soft at times but still disturbing as it escaped his lips. The sound of flesh on flesh, hip on hip filled the small bathroom, and both were soon covered in sweat that neither noticed as they wallowed in feelings of erotic euphoria.
It was not Devon's first rodeo, lord knows he'd been around a time or two. Nor was it Bill's, but never before with a partner so young, nor willing. Because of his earlier exertions, Bill knew he wouldn't be coming to quickly, nor did he want to, he wanted to ride this train to the end.
Suddenly a thought struck him, Bill moved Devon's legs from his shoulders and wrapped them around his body. Lifting the boy as if he were a doll he moved from the bathroom to the couch in the adjoining room. Without breaking contact Bill slid his lite as a feather partner onto the couch, slid down atop of him and began to bear down. The springs beneath the cushions creaked and the couch rocked on the carpeted floor. Bill lost in lust wanted more, suddenly he broke contact and stood up. Over, he almost shouted, and he took Devon and moved him over onto all fours, he lifted the boys hips to the desired height, with one foot on the floor the other on the couch, Bill re-entered his partner's now not so tight bottom. 'Ooohhh yeah, he sighed and again began sliding in and out of his partner.
Yeah, he said aloud, fuck yeah, and though they started relatively slow they did not stay that way, soon again the slap, slap, slap, of hip, on hip and the creaking of couch springs filled the room. Their first bout had been climactic, this was like a volcano finding it's voice. Bill buried himself deeply inside of his partner unleashing a flood of man milk. Devon found himself actually spurting his own juices onto the couch. Bill tried to hold onto Devon's ass to remain upright, but slid down onto the backside of the couch and watched as the boy slowly dropped onto his stomach. They remained lost in momentary post bout euphoria both lost in their own thoughts. Before to long it was time for Devon to get home. He smiled the whole way home.
3 years ago
