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Aidan Devane dug his fingers deep into the pockets of his baggy trousers. The high temperatures and lack of a partner had left him hornier than hell. He had spent weeks helping Maureen Gorman/Maria Grey hide out. A less noble part of him had hoped Maureen/now Maria would get close enough to him to lower her panties, but that was definitely out of the question now. His only friend, Bianca, was a lesbian. That left him with Kendall, a fascinating, frightening she-beast he was reluctant to put his penis anywhere near, for fear of her biting it off.
He had convinced himself that a good wank would be enough when he spied a cute young lad pounding on his hotel room door. Had to be 17 or 18 years old. Not bad looking at all from the back. Then he turned around, and Aidan recognized him. JR Chandler. Mogul Adam Chandler's son, and bartender at SOS. Aside from the Groucho Marx eyebrows, he looked like a younger Leo DuPres. Since Aidan had just sampled Leo's tasty arse a few weeks earlier, his cock suddenly throbbed in his slacks at the image of deflowering a fresher, more pliant version.
"Aidan!"
JR ran toward him, a light coat of sweat on his forehead. Aidan dropped his trademark scowl for a slightly friendly smile and a handshake.
"JR Chandler, right...?"
JR nodded, surprised when Aidan gripped his hand a few seconds longer, almost carressing his palm.
"I can't find Kendall. Have you seen her?"
Eyebrows raised, Aidan scratched his right arm.
"Kendall? Not today."
JR's puppy dog eyes dimmed. This boy was pathetic. As he began walking away, Aidan grabbed his shoulder, spinning him around. JR winced at the sharp grip.
"I got a piece of advice for you. Stay away from that bird. She's trouble."
The tension between the two men increased, and JR shoved Aidan away.
"That's all assholes like you ever say to her! I'm the only person who understands her."
Licking at his moistened lips, Aidan chuckled. This boy really WAS pathetic. Maybe he could through to him. Grabbing his arm, he pulled a yelling, struggling JR to his front door, then inside once the key went into the lock.
"Get your hands of...mmmpphhh!"
As he was slammed against the door, JR's words were suddenly cut off by the large hand over his mouth. Just as he began to adjust to being muted, the other hand gripped his denim-clad crotch.
"Too many men think with this."
Aidan squeezed the bulge he held so confidently, making JR mutter and groan. To his shame, he began to harden under Aidan's rough massages.
"Obviously you aren't too experienced. You live through your dick. That'll get you in trouble. Kendall's counting on that. So I'm gonna help you out."
Aidan released his young pupil, and began kicking off his shoes. JR prepared to run, wanted to run, but when Aidan peeled off his wifebeater, JR found himself yearning to taste the chewy nipples, lick the beads of sweat gliding down his chest, feel the texture of those damp hairs against his tongue. Aidan noticed his inspection, and flexed for the boy-man as he pulled his jeans down. The flex coursed through Aidan's toned body, from his biceps all the way to the large cock slapping sloppily against his six-pack. Finally, Aidan turned around to toss his trousers in a chair, giving JR a peek at his very shapely buttocks. JR felt an urge to bend down and bite into the meaty flesh. Then Aidan turned once again and JR was back to being hypnotized by the one-eyed monster bobbing in front of him. That one eye was covered by a layer of flesh. Aidan pulled his foreskin up, half-revealing a large, red bell end, with a clear drop of pre-ejaculate dangling from the slit.
"Touch it."
Hesitant, JR slowly stretched his hand out, barely able to get the thick flesh hose in his grip. Sliding down the pole, his thumb brushed against the piss slit, and he massaged Aidan's love juices into the head. Aidan moaned happily.
"Taste it."
Before he could talk himself out of what he was doing, JR brought his fingers to his waiting lips, and sucked them in. Not bad. Saltier than his own cum. The sensation in his mouth and sliminess in his hand caused his penis to swell back to life.
Aidan refused to grin at how well his plan was working. He kept a commanding, stark expression on his model features, and sat on the bed, legs spread, toying with his bloated meat and loose sac. JR bit into his lip, still not sure whether he should stay or go. Aidan noticed this, and steeled his eyes, taking further control.
"Take off your clothes."
JR knew this could have serious consequences, but he was so horny, so untouched, and every day the loneliness got worse. He not only wanted to do this, he had to do this. Quickly, he stripped off his garments. Aidan whistled at the exposure of his boyish, glistening chest and lightly developed abdominals. When he was only down to his boxers, he hesitated.
"Maybe..."
"DO IT," Aidan barked.
JR inhaled a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stepped out of his underwear. He was completely naked in front of a near-stranger, and as embarrassed as he was, he was also raging hard. One stroke and he would explode.
Silence permeated the air, causing JR to wonder about disappointment on his size, or his body. Suddenly, hands cupped his tight teen buttocks, and a wet tongue left scorching trails along his neck, across his smooth chest, stopping at his dime-sized, brown nipples. JR gasped at the nips and licks on his sensitive areas, at the hands exploring his crack, dipping into his most hidden areas. His prick could not match Aidan's in size, but as Aidan whispered in his ear, what he had was pink and beautiful, party size.
JR whimpered at the fingers massaging his puckering hole, at the thorough tonguing of his ear, and finally shuddered as Aidan slid his uncut hog over JR's erection, trapping them together. The warmth of their joined flesh made JR's knees buckle repeatedly. Every time he almost started to come, Aidan tugged at his balls, bringing him back down. While torturing JR's ass and dick, Aidan whispered filth in his ear, telling him what a boy whore he would be after today, telling him how he would fuck his ass so hard he'd have to call a limo cause he wouldn't be walking home. Aidan's own length grew to full, painful harding, butting against JR's imprisoned shaft, their heads kissing as the two men began kissing. JR felt a man's tongue inside his mouth for the first time. That last stimulation meant JR could take no more, and gallons of teen seed sprayed the skin sheath bonding their erections. Aidan needed no further efforts to finish his orgasm, and, with a grit of his teeth and a bite into JR's thin lower lip, he blew his load inside the warm tunnel.
Gently, Aidan pulled their bodies apart. To both men's surprise, JR sank to his knees to lap up the semen spilling from Aidan's wrinkled foreskin. Aidan pushed the spiky brown head further onto his shaft, smiling down at his new friend.
"This day has only just started. So many things you haven't learned yet. So many..."