1 comments/ 21226 views/ 0 favorites Meet Me in St. Louis, Stud Ch. 02 By: 4degrees Rick stepped in unison with my gait, and we made our way to the room I'd purchased for us, for the weekend. We walked quickly to the door, not saying a word about the elevator experience. I took the plastic key card from my back pocket and slid it into the lock, and watched as it lit up a small green circle and made an electronic 'click'. I opened the door of the room and held it for him. He paused, only for a second, looking at me. Then he stepped inside and I was right behind him. He stopped several feet into the room and looked around. It was a suite; half of it a bedroom the other half a kitchenette with a full bar. The bed was huge; and I expect he was gazing at it the most. I stepped in closely behind him and wrapped my arms around his middle, pressing my lips to the back of his neck. I whispered, "You and me, Rick. We're alone and together, and have nothing stopping us from whatever we may decide to do." I heard you breathe a sigh and then you turned to face me, still encircled with my arms. We looked deeply into each other's eyes. Then I moved closer, kissing you on the mouth gently. It seemed for that moment we were both under a spell of sorts. Despite your maneuvers in the elevator, it seemed that now you'd become somewhat rigid; nervous at our seclusion. My nose came to your chin as we faced each other, and I looked in your eyes and said, "C'mon bro...let's get a drink over here first." I stepped over to the bar and fingered the different bottles as I asked you what you'd have. I knew from our many internet conversations that when you drank, it was normally beer. You shrugged, saying you'd have what I was having. I chose the Smirnoff and hoped that there might be some O.J. in the refrigerator. There was. You leaned against the granite countertop on your elbows, watching as I made us each a tall screwdriver. I probably made them too strong. I turned back to you and handed you the drink, holding up my glass to click it to yours. "To being with you", I said. As your glass touched mine you replied, "And to being with you." I wondered if you might me questioning your judgment at this point, asking yourself how you ever imagined that you'd be able to go through with this. True, I pushed for it; I'd pushed hard and had begun to have nearly the same effect on you as you had on me via our 'net communications. I was smitten, and wanted you to be as well. I smiled, hoping to ease your mind. "So...how was that, having a cock in your mouth again?" "It was...good. It was fucking hot, just doing something so crazy and spontaneous in the elevator like that. I, I just couldn't help myself when the thought came to me." "So, you hadn't planned that?" That right there made me think you might not be as tense with all this as I'd thought. "That's pretty impressive, Rick. Damn, that's awesome that you were, that you were that turned on." Or at least wanted to make that impression, I thought. Hell, who gives a fuck. It certainly wasn't a time for me to be analyzing. This was my chance to be with you, finally. And I was planning on making optimum use of our time. I came closer to you again and said, "I want you badly, and I don't know how long I can wait, babe." My mouth was only inches from yours, once again. I felt your hot breath and smelled the vodka over the juice scent as you exhaled audibly. Setting down my glass I brought my hands up to your face, touching your head behind your ears. I slid my fingers under your warm hair and pulled you to me, erasing those last inches between us. Our lips met again, harder this time. I pushed my tongue in between your wet lips and tasted you again. I wanted to hold you so strong; to leave no doubt in your mind how much I wanted and needed this. The counter separated our bodies. After feeling the warm insides of your mouth again, I pulled back and came over to you, taking you back in my arms and pressing my body to yours. I felt a distinctive bulge in your pants as I merged my clothed pelvis with yours. I reached down with one hand and let my palm glide over your hardening shaft, touching you softly there. My tongue delved further into your mouth; my desire growing so strong I could hardly bear it. My words were hot and ardent as I whispered into your open mouth, "Come to the bed with me, baby. It's my turn. I want to make you come." We stepped as one over to the sumptuous bed, and I began unbuttoning your shirt. I let it hang open and admired the peek I was getting at your chest before I pushed it off your smooth shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. I then reached for your belt, and deftly unbuckled it. Then I began to unbutton your fly and you stopped me, holding my small wrists in each hand and said, "Now, I'm not getting naked alone...let's get you undressed too." I smiled and said "Oh yeah, please do", as your hands went to my shirttail and pulled it up. I raised my arms and it came off easily, leaving me bare-chested in front of you. Then your hands went to my jeans, pausing to cup the swelling lump under the denim. You squeezed me, like you had in the elevator. I felt an electric tingle shoot through my whole body, and I was instantly rock-hard. My heart rate increased noticeably, and I let you slide my jeans over my hips. I pulled each shoe off by stepping on the heels with my opposite foot and lifted my legs enough to make my jeans fall past my knees. I stepped out of them and was now only in a pair of grey boxers, my fully erect dick poking straight at you. "Your turn, stud", I said as my hands returned to your pants. I unzipped, and then pushed them down just as you'd done to me. You stepped out of your leather loafers and slid your legs out of your pants. Your cock was like a length of bulging muscle, only held back by the tight fabric of your boxer briefs. I took you in my arms again, crushing our bare chests together and pulling you down with me onto the bed. More kissing. Our hands roamed over one another; the heat of our mutual ache rising fast enough to make me aware of the sweat forming on various parts of my charged body. I pushed you onto your back and moved in tightly against you, attaching my mouth to your neck for a moment. I knew I couldn't leave a mark, and I wouldn't. But I sure as fuck wanted to! I sucked lightly at that spot on your neck before I began to move down your body. My mouth found one of your hard nubs and I suckled it instinctively, determined to taste you and experience you just as I'd imagined with every post I'd answered yours with in our sexual role playing. I wanted to feel everything we'd written about, well, everything that was possible. As I sucked on your small hard bump of a nipple you groaned, letting me know that you liked it. I heard your voice, soft and breathy, saying "Oh Curt...yeah man, that's so nice. Your mouth is so nice. Go down, Curt." There was almost a pleading quality in your voice. I began moving down again, trailing my tongue along the rift that separated your abs. As I reached the elastic of your underwear, I looked at you and saw as you watched me. I knew you wanted to see me take you into my mouth. "Do you want me to suck you, babe? You want your slut to blow you and make you come?" I smiled, wanting you to know that if you echoed those words back to me it wouldn't hurt my feelings in the least. "Yeah, Curt...suck me, slut. You'll be my cumslut for real now, babe. Pull it out and suck it till I shoot." I pulled at the waistband of your shorts with both hands, pulling them off in one movement after you'd raised your ass up off the bed. I flung them to the side and marveled, as we were now face-to-cock. The same cock I'd stared at on my monitor as you yanked it, letting your fist slide up and down the whole length of it; pumping it to the webcam as I watched and jacked myself; you always determined to shoot big for me. Now, I could smell you. My mouth watered as I hovered an inch above your cock. You grasped the base with you hand and aimed it at my mouth, saying again for me to suck you. I opened my lips and covered the swollen purplish head with my mouth, and then pushed forward, feeling you slide in and fill my mouth with your man-ness. I wanted to gasp; I was so amazed. You groaned again, much more loudly than before as I engulfed your dick with my mouth. I felt your hand touch my head, holding it lightly as I began to slide my mouth up and back, slicking your fat cock with my saliva. I reached for your balls, and fondled them gently while my sucking became more ambitious. With each movement of my head I felt you jerk ever so slightly, and I knew I was pleasing you well. My hand rolled your balls as I sucked greedily at your meat, wanting so much to taste the prize I would win. Your hips rose slightly, and at that time my hand left your balls and went farther down between your legs. I found the small opening that lay waiting for me. I touched its puckered surface. It was smaller than my fingertip. I gently pressed against it as I sucked on your throbbing cock harder. I didn't attempt to push it inside you yet; my mouth was too busy just yet to lube my finger. But I kept pressing it against you, knowing that it was an incredible sensation. Your other hand went to my head now, and you became a little more intense about holding my head there. I sensed that you were close, and worked your cock with my mouth, my lips squeezing the velvet shaft, my cheeks sucking inward against you. Your voice was getting stronger as you moaned, and before I was ready to be finished, you said you were coming. "Oh fuck..." That was all you managed before you sucked air into your lungs and held it as your churning balls released and I felt the warm fluid I craved splashing into my mouth. The first shot spurting onto my tongue, the second hitting the back of my throat. It tasted so good, and I couldn't help moaning as your dick got off in my mouth. I swallowed eagerly, not wanting to stop even when there was no more ejaculate. I savored the taste of you, wanting to soak up all your flavor; wanting to leave nothing behind. Your semen was more intoxicating to me than I'd imagined. I wanted to taste you more! I made a soft whining sound as you pried me from your sensitive softening dick. I released you, and lay my head on your tummy, feeling it rise and fall as you breathed heavily. When you caught your breath you rewarded me verbally as well, saying that it felt so incredible; how you loved the way my mouth felt on you. I could only agree, and say that my mouth was yours, any time you wanted it. "Anytime, stud. Fuck, I probably loved it more than you did!" I kissed your warm skin and lay my cheek against you, feeling satisfied through your satisfaction. You chuckled and said, "I seriously doubt that. That was one hot blowjob, stud!" Meet Me in St. Louis, Stud Ch. 03 We lay together on the big bed, and I gave you a few minutes to recover from the orgasm you'd just had. I couldn't help staring at you though; you looked so handsome. The pleasure I'd helped you achieve was evident in your lazy smile and dreamy eyes. I wanted to grab you up and hold you to me tightly; to begin covering you with kisses and letting you feel my enthusiasm by rubbing my hardness against your warmth. But instead, I sat up and reached over to the bedside table where we'd set our drinks down. I handed you yours, trying hard to be a gentleman wherever I could. I grabbed the pack of Newports that were peeking out of the front pocket of my discarded jeans. I put a cigarette between my lips and lit it, while saying, "I bet I know what you need now, baby." I handed you the lit smoke and you smiled and thanked me. Then I lit myself one and picked up my drink, taking a large swallow. The flavor of the vodka with hardly more than a hint of orange juice washed the lingering taste of your cum from my mouth. I was confident that I'd get plenty more before this weekend was over, though. I moved up to the head of the bed, and propped myself up with my back against the wall and a couple of the large pillows cushioning me. You did the same, and we sat side by side, enjoying those always awesome after-sex cigarettes. My cock was engorged and poked straight out from my lap. I did nothing to try to conceal it, although I didn't want you to feel obligated to do something about it yet. I was feeling great, and knew that we didn't have to rush. I put my hand on your naked thigh and rubbed it lightly as I looked back into your face, wanting so much to tell you things; to let you know just how much I was feeling all this. I couldn't find the words, but as you grinned at me and put your hand on mine, I was pretty sure that whatever words I might've come up with would've been inadequate. The look in your eyes told me there was no need; that you knew just what I was feeling. "Fuck, Rick...I sure liked suckin' you like that, baby. And you know I loved how you fed me your load. Man, I will be needing some more of that in a little while, you know." "You think you loved it," you answered. "Shit, that was the best blowjob I've had in quite awhile. You're mouth is awesome, Curt." I took another drink and said, "Stick with me baby, there's a lot more where that came from!" But we both knew that wasn't possible. It was left unsaid, but we both felt the effect of this infidelity to our partners. I was sure you felt it much more than I, but hoped that I could put it out of your mind during our time together. I wanted that to be about the last thing on your mind. This weekend was about freedom, and pleasure, and finally being able to experience one another in the flesh. I wanted everything else to not matter to either of us during our time together. I reached over and rubbed my cigarette out in the ashtray and put my arm across your belly, leaning into you with my chin on your shoulder. With your free hand you took the drink from my hand and set it on the side table. You moved closer and returned my affectionate touch by putting your arm across my middle. I felt you tugging me into you, and I brought my face closer to yours. My mouth was on yours again, unable to resist the need that tugged at me from deep within, compelling me to connect with you in every possible way. I was on fire; your mere presence had me so tightly wound. But your naked presence, pressing into my own bare skin, was too much for me to pretend to ignore. "Rick," I said in a breathy whisper, "I know there is no reason to rush anything. Except for the fact that I'm so hot now, I feel like I'm gonna bust. Just tell me if you need more time to chill before we, uh...continue?" I had a hard time finding any of the right words. I was so flustered that it was pretty amazing I could speak, really. I didn't want to push you and make you uncomfortable. But as you smiled at my awkward words, I knew I wasn't. "Curt," you began, "I am just as hot for you, believe me. Tell me what you have in mind, baby. What do you need, little bro?" God, I loved it when you called me that. And hearing it in person, the words coming from your lips as I felt your breath on my skin, made me quiver. Your hand seemed to float down my body, gliding over my chest and down my abs, until you reached my blood-filled shaft. Your fingers slid around me and I was in the warm circle of your hand. You tugged my cock gently as you waited for my reply. Shit, I wanted to fuck you so bad now. But I was unsure if it would be right for me to have you first. I really felt that it should be you taking me first. It seemed more proper, you being older and me feeling like the one who was so hopelessly smitten. I knew you'd never had a man-fuck. I also knew that I wanted to go to any lengths to get you ready for such an encounter. But it wouldn't take much effort at all to get me ready to receive you. And oh, I wanted it so badly. "Rick, I wanna connect again. I want you baby, inside me. Think I can get you hard again?" You laughed at my query and said, "If you can't get it hard, no one can. But what about this?" You gave my cock another squeeze and raised your eyebrows a bit. "Man, it's just like how I write about it, Rick. I swear I'll get off so hard while you fuck me. You'll see, it's not bullshit man. It's so true. So...you want to?" "Want to, what?" "Do you...wait." I stopped and thought about the words I'd say. I didn't want to sound so crass or casual by saying, 'you wanna fuck me'. This was our special time, that we may not ever get again. I wanted you to know how special it really was to me. "Rick...will you make love to me now?" Your smile spread out wide across your handsome face and you said, "Of course, babe. Help me get this hard again, and you got it." I slid down putting my face even with your cock, which, was already halfway hard with the thoughts you had of being inside me. I took you back into my mouth and began to stroke your length with the wide part of my tongue, and then tightly closing my lips around it. It seemed to come back to life almost immediately. I rolled my tongue over your big dick as it grew in my mouth, and then let myself slide up and down the silky-hard pipe that would soon be fucking me. I felt your hands in my hair again, and sighed as I pulled off your cock. I licked its dark red head several times, and left a good amount of spit on you. Looking up I asked, "How do you want me, bro?" I knew the answer, but I wanted you to say it. "On your back, of course. I want you to stretch out and spread your sexy legs, Curt. I want you to lift your legs up so I can give that sweet ass a kiss before I fuck it. Come up here and lay back, sexy." I was there before you could finish talking. I lay back and spread myself out, opening my arms and legs wide in anticipation of your body coming in closer to me than ever. You put an arm on either side of me and crawled up my body, your knees between my legs. I sighed, it sounding more like a gasp than a sigh as your face was above mine. I reached up with both hands and let my fingers drift over your flexed arms as they supported you over me. Your face lowered suddenly, and your mouth was on mine again. Your tongue pushed in to meet mine, and I felt a huge warm wave throughout my body. I shuddered as we kissed, and tugged your shoulders to bring you down closer. "Ah-ah," you said as a small sexy grin appeared over your face. "I need to go down there first...You know that." You motioned with your head towards my lower half, and before I said anything, you crawled back down and hooked your arms under my thighs. I raised them a bit, shivering with excitement as I felt the first sensation of your tongue touching my hole. It was so warm and wet, and wonderful! Within seconds, you were rimming my ass perfectly, loving it with your tongue and lips. I couldn't help putting a hand on your head and stroking your hair. My hips moved off the bed, pressing closer, offering my ass to you. "Oh, shit...That is so good baby. That is in-cred-i-ble! Mmm, do that as long as you'd like, sweetheart. It'll take me a long time to get tired of that!" I meant that too. The way you kissed and licked my hole was heavenly. But after only a few more minutes you raised your head and looked into my eyes, saying, "Fuck, you know I can't wait though. I've been waiting long enough, and I need you now." As you rose up onto all fours, coming forward again I said, "Oh, take me. I can't fucking wait either, Rick, to feel you." My legs went higher as you came up against me on your knees. You held your cock at its base and touched my slick hole with its head. Our eyes were locked on one another's, and I shook my head 'yes' and said, "Oh, I'm so ready. Do it, Rick. Give it to me, please!" I felt you start coming into me. Your cock pushed against me and I felt myself open up to you, my spread ass sucking the head of your dick inside it right away. I watched your face as you entered me and was in love with your expression. I could see how surprised you were by the tight tight hotness of my fuckhole. My hands went to your back and pulled at you, wanting you in deep. Your shaft was buried inside me now. My mouth hung halfway open as I gasped, overwhelmed by this fullness that you gave me. Your hips began to move slightly, and you withdrew halfway. Then forward again, and right away your movement became rhythmic and you sank your dick into me in one fluid motion. I couldn't keep from crying out, feeling so passionate about our connection. "Fuck yes Rick...Oh, fuck me. Fuck me good, you stud...Show me how badly you've wanted this ass..." Your thrusting became quicker, and we grunted together as your groin smacked against my asscheeks as I held my legs up tight against your ribs. My hand went to your pec, and I began pinching and pulling on one of your hard buds as you shoved your cock far into me. You let out a groan, telling me it was too much. My own cock was being rubbed between us, our hot sweating bellies mashing and tugging at it. Your eyes were slits now, as you tired to let your mind go elsewhere in a vain attempt to make this fuck last longer. "Don't hold back, bro. Fuck, I wanna feel your cum in me. Give it to me, Rick...let it go, come in me please!" "Oh, shit yes," you moaned as your body began to jerk against me as your climax began. Your cock was as deep as it could be, and I felt the pulsing throb as you began to squirt your cum in my guts. My hands moved to your asscheeks and locked you in place there, wanting to feel every twitch of your cock as you succumbed to this pleasure. It felt nothing short of perfect. As you came you grunted between clenched teeth, saying, "Yeah Curt...take it baby...mm this is mine now. This ass is mine, oh fuck, this is a sweet ass...!" I was so close to coming myself, but I let your orgasm consume me and ignored my own urge for release. You finally calmed and let all your weight rest on me, panting as you tried to catch your breath. I hugged you tightly with both my arms and legs around your strong back and whispered, "Rick...that was all I'd been dreaming of, and even more. You fucked me so good. Oh, God, it was perfect babe." I knew you well enough to guess your next move would be reaching for the cigarettes. I clutched you as you began shifting and said, "Don't pull out yet. Please, stay right there." You smiled so sexily as you put the smoke between your lips, lighting it and then holding it to my lips. I took a drag, and then you pulled the cigarette back and took one for yourself. We exhaled together, both sighing loudly as we enjoyed the afterglow of the fuck we'd been fantasizing about for so long. Then you spoke again and said, "Curt, that ass is fuckin' awesome. Shit, I have never felt anything so HAWT." We both cracked up as you pronounced the word so comically, and I saw your eyes sparkle as they met mine again. "Mmm, so glad you like, babe. I just hope you're prepared to switch with me soon. And that you're still wanting my cock in you as much as you've told me these past few months, because I am ready." I licked my dry lips seductively at you, knowing that I'd soon be given that gift of you that I craved so much. Meet Me in St. Louis, Stud Ch. 04 You rested on top of me as our breathing returned to its normal rate; your warm breath on my neck and your half hard member still lodged inside me was keeping my own cock painfully erect as it lay between our heated bodies. I wanted to give you plenty of time to recover, and make certain that you wanted ...wanted this. Wanted what I was presuming, hoping would come next. It was so hard to exhibit any patience. I'd been so long dreaming of this day, and now that we were in the midst of it all, I wanted to do everything all at once, it seemed! My hips moved under you, causing my cock to press against your abs more intently. As I moved I felt your softening cock begin to slip out of me. I cried out, protesting the inevitable. Your mouth was open against my neck again and as your tongue flickered against me; my flesh seemed to beg you for more. My hips rose as you began sucking my neck in earnest, biting not quite lightly and pulling my skin into your wetness. A groan escaped my open mouth, and I attempted to make you fully aware of how badly I wanted to switch places with you now. "Rick", I groaned, my voice raspy and low, "I want you so...fucking bad. I am so hard for you baby, as if you didn't know. Did you want to smoke another one, or maybe have another drink? Forgive me for trying to move so fast, but I'm overcome now, with you right here. With my cock so close to your sweet ass, that sweet ass that you saved for me. Oh, I wanna feel it so bad now..." Being controlled by my desires, I realized when I heard myself speak that I wasn't sounding very eloquent. But I just couldn't use my distracted brain to come up with enough pretty words that expressed my feelings very well. I pulled gently at you, and you heard my silent message of 'move over here'. Now next to me, I leaned on an elbow and faced you, reaching out and stroking your cheek. Looking deep into your cool blue eyes I said softly, "Babe, I want you so badly...I'm needing you now." We both reached down to my hardness at the same time, his hand on top of my own. Together our hands rubbed over my aching shaft and he smiled, and said, "Oh, are you saying you want to put this somewhere, Curt? Tell me what you want", he teased. "I think you know Rick. I want to be inside you, giving you everything I've got. Do you think you're ready for that?" His grip on my erection tightened, and he nodded and said, "I thought you'd never ask, Curt." I smiled and gave you a push, and you went with my hand and rolled onto your back. God, I didn't want to rush, but it actually seemed painful as I lay in waiting of feeling myself inside you. I just couldn't take it anymore. I crawled down and got in between your legs, which you promptly raised for me, allowing me access to your ass. My mouth was on you instantly, and I began making love to your hole with my tongue and mouth. Kissing you deeply, stretching my tongue as far inside you as I could manage. I sucked and licked your ass until you were squirming quite a bit, going back and forth between giggles and moans. I wanted to make sure that your hole was nice and slippery. I actually couldn't remember the first time I'd been fucked. Bad, I know. But I knew that it was painful. Very much so, at first. I didn't want to hurt you, but only bring you the intense pleasure that you'd surely experience if I could get in there and let you adjust to having your virgin hole filled with hard cock. I began rubbing the outside of your pink hole with a finger, and watched as it flexed at my touch. I pushed a finger inside you and heard your sexy moans begin. I slid it inside you until the heat of your body surrounded my finger. I pulled back slowly, and then returned it deep into your rectum. Then I began to bring it in and out, slowly working up to fucking you with my finger, my rhythm becoming fast and urgent. I pulled out and you gasped, sounding disheartened. Then I heard another gasp as I returned to your hole with two fingers now, pushing them both inside you at once. "Oh Curt, yeah man...That's great. Fuck, that feels great", you groaned out in pleasure as my pace quickened. "Keep doin' it, bro...No, stop. Stop using your hand and give me that cock. I'm definitely ready. Can't you tell? I am so ready now...Fuck me Curt. Make me yours." I took my hand away again, this time only to crawl forward, moving up Rick's body as his chest rose and fell, the deep breathing making his excitement quite obvious. His legs wrapped around my back as I brought my face to his again, kissing his lips then whispering, "You tell me to stop, if you need to. I'm not gonna get off if I'm hurting you badly, that's for sure. Don't think twice if it's too much. Ok?" You nodded and pulled me against you with your legs, causing my cock to rub against your balls. I reached down between us and took hold of my cock by the root, and moved it to your opening. I had no doubt when I was positioned correctly; the heat seemed to pour out of your body right there. I pressed against you and said, "Push out. Do it until I'm in, Ok?" I felt myself begin to sink into your tightness and stared into your face, watching as your teeth gritted, you trying hard to refrain from yelling out as I pushed past the tight ring inside you. My cockhead was past your sphincter now, and I held as still as my trembling body would let me, until you nodded, letting me know you were ready for more. "I know its rough right now, but trust me, Rick...try to hang on and I swear I'll make you feel so good." I pushed in farther, feeling his hole as it struggled to take me. The walls of his ass felt like a tight furnace, strangling my cock. It was so good...so fuckin' hot and tight...before I knew it, I was buried inside him. He gasped under me, his mouth wide. He tried so hard not to whimper, but he did softly anyway. Looking into his eyes I asked if he were sure. He nodded again and then said, "Yeah. Do it now, man. I won't get used to anything if you're still like that! Fuck me now, Curt!" I pulled back and then thrust against him, stabbing into him deep with my rigid cock. I quickly started a steady in-and-out rhythm, riding him hard right off the bat. I knew he'd be alright; there was no way I could last as his ass gripped and pulled my dick, milking it for a load. I couldn't keep from yelling out myself, it was so damn good! "Rick, oh damn! Oh man you are so perfect. I'm gonna fuckin' come in about three more strokes, I swear. I have never felt anything so good, baby. You're mine. You're all mine now baby. Oooh, fuck! I can't take it bro!" His arms clung to me, holding me hard against him as my ass pistoned my cock in and out of his body. Both of us were so lust-driven now that he even began fucking me back, his hips coming up from the bed to meet my thrusts. Our bodies were in perfect sync, working together as one as I took my long-distance lover in just the way I'd dreamed of for so many months. I pressed my mouth to his, and shoved my tongue inside, finding his at once. Our tongue writhed together as we fucked, as we made our love so real. Although he was panting hard, it seemed his voice had escaped him momentarily as the intensity of our sex reached a peak. I could not hold back. "Oh Rick, baby, I'm...I'm comin'! I'm comin' in you babe, so hard...Oh fuck! Oooh, fuuuuckkk..." My yells became groans quickly as my powerful climax drained me of everything. Shot after shot left my cock and went deep inside him, leaving me feeling drugged and exhausted. The emotion I was feeling was enough alone to leave me drained. But coupled with the awesome sex...I was amazed that I was still breathing, actually! That's just how intense it was. I couldn't hold myself up any longer, and lowered myself down on Rick's chest. I could felt his heart pounding, pounding right out of his chest it seemed. Mine was no different; I could hardly move I was so overcome by my orgasm. It took a few minutes before either of us spoke. Finally, he did, saying, "Wow, man. That was some hot stuff. That, well, no matter how you've ever tried to describe it, no words you ever used could be accurate. That was like nothing I've ever known, Curt." "So does that mean that you liked it?" "Uh, hell yeah I did. No, I loved it man. Wow, it was great. You'll have to do that again, in not too long, dude!" He smiled and I knew he wasn't joking. I kissed him again, our lips parting and our tongue touching again quickly. I said, "Oh, well I'm sure that can be arranged, Rick. Not a problem here, not with that!" Then my smile faded as I became serious, adding, "That was so incredible, I'd have waited for a long long time, 'cause it'd be so worth it. But I'm so glad that we didn't wait."