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Previously: Cole Me By Your Name
Timothee's hands explored Cole's body, his left hand squeezed the 27-year-old's tanned pecs while his right hand traced down Cole's smooth body, over his belly button and down to his bulge.
No Dunes in Miami, Just the Devil 86
The season was over for Jack Hughes and his New Jersey Devils, too many defeats before the lockdown meant that they did not qualify for the Stanley Cup qualifiers. The Floridian native sat bored in his New Jersey home, [fuck it, I'm going home.] He threw the remote aside and picked up his laptop to search for some flights. [Tonight at 6, perfect!] The teenager hurriedly threw some clothes into a bag and ordered himself a taxi to the airport.
Jack arrived at the airport to find La Guardia practically empty in comparison to the usual chaos. "Thank you again Mr. Hughes." The check-in desk attendant beamed, handing him his ticket, "do you remember your way to the first-class lounge?" She continued. "I do indeed. Appreciate it." Jack nodded, grabbing his things and heading through. Security felt like a ghost town, even TSA and their usual tricks couldn't slow Jack as he passed through the airport.
"How can I help you?" An older male attendant smiled at the reception desk of the first-class lounge. Jack flashed his ticket and he was waved straight through. The lounge was empty except for a young man sitting in the window on his phone wearing a mask over his face. Jack found himself an empty table and was promptly greeted by a server, "can I get a Mountain Dew and some potato chips please?" Jack asked. "Certainly." She nodded before hurrying off. The teenager settled into his chair and took a look at his phone before glancing around again. The guy in the window was still busily looking away at his phone and the weather behind him was clear, looking down into a terminal full of empty planes. Moments later he was presented with his order. "Hey, appreciate it." Jack muttered, pouring out his drink and taking a long sip then reached over to his bag of chips. [Salted, can never go wrong there] He grinned, pulling the bag open and placing a few in his mouth.
"Hey, are you Jack Hughes?" The guy in the window asked the unmasked skater from a couple of yards away. "Errr, yeah." Jack admitted tentatively. "Great, nice to meet you. I'm Timothee, Timothee Chalamet." He replied, pulling down his mask to confirm his identity and flash his winning smile. "Oh wow, you're awesome." Jack beamed, "I love your movies." Jack continued. "I'm glad to hear it, do you mind if I sit over here then?" Timothee asked, pointing to a chair on an empty table near Jack's. "Sure, go ahead." The pair filled the vacant time between security and boarding with a light conversation speaking briefly about Timothee being from New York, and Jack's life growing up in Orlando, Florida and then Toronto, Ontario before the announcement for their flight came over the tannoy. "Time to go." Jack smiled pleasantly to Timothee who stood up with him and they headed to the exit. "Have a nice flight." The server bid them farewell as they made their way out of the lounge and towards their gate.
They arrived at their gate to see just 4 others sitting down waiting to be invited to board. Heading directly to the gate they were greeted by airline staff who processed them immediately and sent them down the air-walkway to their plane. Timothee and Jack were held there for just a few minutes, smiling to each other in silence, their mouths hidden by their masks once again. The other passengers followed them down and the flight attendant appeared to welcome them inside. Timothee sat in the front row on the right of the plane whilst Jack sat in the front row on the left. The other passengers took their seats and they sat patiently waiting for the all clear to take off.
"Good evening folks, this is your captain speaking. We are delighted to welcome you on this American Airlines flight to Miami, Florida. I've just spoken to the air traffic controller and we are cleared to take our slot in about 10 minutes time. Flight time is scheduled for around 3 hours, air conditions are calm, and when we reach Florida, the weather is a nice 68 Fahrenheit with cloudy skies. Please watch our great staff this evening and they will take you through the safety features of this Boeing 737." Timothee watched politely as the flight attendants went to the work explaining the safety features of the plane, the exits are there and there. The actor glanced across, he was sure Jack was looking at him, but Jack's eyes were fixed forward also watching the flight attendant at work.
The plane launched into the air and set off flying south down the east coast of America. The flight attendants smiled as they came through the cabin, "would you like a drink?" They asked. Timothee thought to himself and made his decision, "can I grab a Sprite please?" The flight attendant nodded and handed him a can with a cup of ice. "And for you?" She glanced the opposite way. "Can I get a Sprite too please?" Jack replied.
Timothee turned and leaned across towards Jack in his seat, "pssst." The skater turned to face him, "sup?" "What are you doing when you get to Florida?" Timothee asked in a hushed voice. "Just going back to see family, how about you?" Jack replied. "Other than filming, nothing. I'm not too familiar with the area. Got any suggestions?" "Avoid Miami beach!" Jack chuckled, jump in a car and you can find a nicer, more peaceful beach to relax on." Jack grinned, "tell you what, let me know where you're staying and I'll come pick you up one afternoon." He finished with an even broader grin. "That sounds awesome." Timothee chimed, "hey, I can't send you to a beach by yourself." Jack replied. Timothee responded with an appreciative nod, [nice guy.]
"How would you feel about me bringing some friends and family? I'll make sure they don't bother you, but they're also big fans." [Dang it] Timothee's mind screamed. There was no way he could fall suggestively on top of Jack wearing nothing but beach shorts wet from the sea if his family were around. [Ok, be cool Timothee] he told himself. "Ha, sure thing. But you owe me one, it would be cool to meet a few of your Devils some time when you're back in New Jersey." [Preferably fresh off the ice, all hot and sweaty!] Timothee chuckled, moving his arm over his growing crotch to block it from the teenager's view. "No sweat." Jack beamed. [EXTRA SWEAT!] Timothee's cock roared, "awesome." Timothee beamed.
Their time on the flight flew by, Jack asking questions about Timothee's career highs and lows then Timothee doing the same. The captain's voice came over the speakers. "Ok folks we are beginning our descent into Miami Airport, please keep your seatbelts fastened until the lights go off at the terminal, and thank you for flying with us today." The plane rocked and swayed over the changing air currents, the ground got closer and closer until a thud, heavy screech and the roar of engines in reverse thrust as the plane slowed.
Coming to a stop at the terminal everyone's seatbelts remained fastened without the usual frantic rush to the front that came with disembarking a plane. "Dude, are you working tonight?" Jack asked. "Nah, gonna grab something to eat and head to bed, it's been a long day." Timothee replied mindlessly. "Sweet, well I'm guessing you don't know where to go eat right?" Jack quizzed. "Yeah, good point." Timothee chuckled, "well my parents are here to pick me up, they can drop us off somewhere and drop your stuff at your hotel." Jack offered. "Oh my God, that would be great." Timothee smiled. "That's sorted then!" Jack beamed emphatically; proud he could help Timothee out.
Jack led them through the doors and out into arrivals where his parents greeted them both. "Jesus! Is this?" "Yes mum, it's Timothee, don't embarrass him!" Jack hissed. "Of course not, of course not." She giggled reassuringly. "I'm Ellen, lovely to meet you, Timothee." "Hello Mrs. Hughes." Timothee replied politely. "And this is Jim." She continued, "Hey Mr. Hughes." Timothee nodded. "Can Timothee get a ride with us? We are going to go Downtown for some dinner." Jack replied. "Yes!" Jim boomed, patting Timothee on the shoulder and turning towards the exit closely followed by the rest of them.
Jack's parents drove them to Timothee's hotel where he and Jack both hopped out. "Can you take my bag; I'll get a cab back later?" Jack asked, poking his head back through the window to kiss his mother on the cheek. "Yes, you boys have a good time." "Thanks for the ride, Mr. and Mrs. Hughes, see you tomorrow." Timothee called from behind Jack, the pair of them waved the car off and turned to enter the hotel lobby.
"Good evening Mr. Chalamet." They were greeted warmly by the concierge who turned to his computer screen to locate the actor's reservation. "Hey good evening, quick question, are you still serving food?" Timothee replied. "Certainly, the kitchen will be open for another hour." He nodded handing the New Yorker his room key. "In case we need plan B." Timothee winked to a confused looking Jack. "And if the kitchen is closed just ring down to front desk and we will be happy to help you locate a takeaway." The concierge added. "Lifts are to your right, to the end and your room is on the 18th floor, might I add, you have a spectacular view." He finished. "Appreciate it." Timothee smiled gratefully to the concierge as he led Jack to the lift.
The lift shot up to the 18th floor and opened for the pair to disembark. Jack followed Timothee to the door and then inside, dropping his jaw as he did so. The penthouse suite was enormous with its own little kitchenette, bar and collection of spirits. Jack's eyes continued around the room, which was all glass on one side. In the closing darkness he could make out a rooftop balcony overlooking the Miami skyline and was that a private pool?
"They must've got the rooms mixed up." Timothee grinned back at Jack, reading his shocked expression. Jack could only laugh as Timothee put his bag onto a large leather sofa facing towards a massive wide-screen TV. "So, what do you think, stay and order in or go somewhere?" Timothee started. Jack took a second to ponder, "I think we should order in and eat out on the balcony so you can really appreciate a nice warm Miami night." Jack smiled. "Oh, how romantic." Timothee sniggered; Jack's eyes shot down to his shoes in embarrassment. [Stop trying to be funny, you'll weird him out] Timothee hissed to himself. "We can go out somewhere actually, that would be less weird, wouldn't it?" Jack replied nervously. "We could, but I don't think it's weird us staying in together." Timothee beamed, his green eyes shining enticingly at the skater whose shoulders seemed to widen with confidence.
"What do you like?" Jack asked, taking out his phone. "How about a good burger? I'm buying." Timothee smiled. "Sounds good." Jack looked up Five Guys and made his order, a beef burger, double patty, bacon, cheese and the works for toppings then passed his phone to Timothee. "I'll have the same, can't get it confused then can they." Timothee winked, "I'll bet they fuck something up." Jack sniggered, hitting order and then returned his phone to his pocket.
Timothee grabbed the remote and switched on the TV, "Sit." He beckoned to Jack who looked around for somewhere he could perch himself. The teenager sat on the edge of the couch whilst Timothee flicked through the channels landing on ESPN. "Are you scared I'm going to jump you?" Timothee chuckled, looking at Jack sitting uncomfortably on the armrest. The teenager felt stupid as he slid down into the couch. "Let's be honest, if I was gonna try and attack someone it probably wouldn't be a hockey player." Timothee beamed. Jack giggled, Timothee was right, which self-respecting actor would take on a hockey star for a fight, fighting was in Jack's job description. But Jack's mind wasn't on fighting, in fact he would really enjoy the idea of Timothee throwing his body over him.
They watched ESPN's Around the Horn quietly until their food arrived, there was a knock at the door which Timothee jumped up to answer. A member of the hotel's staff presented the 24-year-old with a large greasy looking brown bag. "Appreciate it." Timothee smiled, handing him $10 before closing the door. Timothee turned to Jack and held the bag out for him to inspect from a distance, "order up." He grinned and headed straight towards the balcony. Jack pushed himself up from the couch and followed the actor outside.
"What do you want to drink?" Timothee asked as he placed the food across the table neatly. "What are you having?" Jack asked timidly, "beer." Timothee answered firmly, "oh, erm, just a diet..." "have a beer dude, I won't tell anyone." Timothee cut in with a mischievous smile. Jack hesitated but Timothee didn't care, the actor had already hurried inside and Jack saw him return with two bottles of Bud Light. "I have a drinking problem." Timothee joked, twisting the cap off the first beer and handing it to Jack before twisting the second off and holding it out. "Cheers" he grinned, clinking with Jack and taking a mouthful before surveying his food hungrily. "Looks good." Timothee beamed before tucking into his burger.
The two of them ate ravenously after their long journey, the burgers were delicious along with the fries, beer and view of Miami, this was turning into the perfect evening. Within minutes they were done and sat back appreciating their beers on a full stomach. "That was good." Jack grinned; Timothee belched in agreement. "Sorry." the New Yorker giggled, Jack smiled back at Timothee, a beautiful twinkle in the teenager's eyes mesmerised the actor. "Do you want to watch some TV and grab another beer?" Timothee asked. "Or we could stay out here and enjoy the end of the sunset?" Jack replied, nodding over to a comfy looking chair overlooking the purpling horizon. Timothee nodded, pushing himself up slowly to get their refills.
Jack moved across to the outdoor sofa which was deep and incredibly soft to sit in. Timothee returned to find the teenager sitting fully immersed in the green couch. The actor joined him, "wowweee that's comfy!" Timothee exclaimed. Jack grinned at Timothee's excitement, his eyes surveying the actor's smooth, skinny features. The sun had already left the Miami skyline but the final embers illuminated the sky with a flicker of orange in a smooth purple sky.
Lost for words, Jack smiled at Timothee who returned the smile, they seemed closer than before. Jack's heart hammered frantically, he knew what he wanted to do but the fear of rejection and humiliation held him back, Timothee however was driven by a completely different mindset. The actor could sense the tension in the air between them, just like he had with Cole the first time they hooked up. The actor moved himself closer to Jack, slowly but surely, narrowing the gap between their faces. Jack watched the scene happen in slow motion, he sat frozen as the beautiful actor's androgynous face approached his, with lips pouting, Timothee landed and began to softly press himself up against the skater and worked them carefully.
The peace and tranquility of the metropolitan rooftop set the perfect scene as Jack was taken to a place he'd never imagined. Timothee Chalamet, the talented actor and model was kissing him, sucking at his lip, running his hand along Jack's side and pulling him in closer still. Jack had to pinch himself as his eyes looked into the Hollywood A-lister's stunning, green eyes.
"You ok?" Timothee checked, pulling away from their kiss to check on the teenager's state-of-mind. Lost for words, Jack gave a dopey nod, then felt his face beginning to burn as he blushed. "That was great, you're so cute." Timothee continued with a gentle smile. "Thanks, so are you." Jack replied, [oh my god Jack, say something cooler!] the skater screamed at himself. Timothee beamed at the teenager; he could sense the nerves in Jack's voice. The 24-year-old pushed himself up off the chair and swung his leg around over Jack's lap to straddle the teenager. "Don't be nervous." Timothee beamed. Jack looked into the actor's eyes, the lights from the hotel suite behind him lit the green of Timothee's eyes, they were so enticing. "But you're Timothee Chalamet, of course I'm nervous." Jack grinned. Timothee just smiled warmly, silently closing the gap between them by kissing the skater firmly.
Jack's mind continued to argue with itself whilst Timothee was in no doubt at all. The actor reached down to the teenager's side and pulled him in closer so that Jack's crotch pressed against Timothee's arse. Jack felt his arms instinctively move around the 24-year-old's back and pull Timothee into him. Timothee responded by pressing his weight down into Jack's crotch, the teenager felt his stick pulsing with interest as Timothee's body pushed the fabric of Jack's boxers against his hardening cock.
The slow, deliberate grinding by the talented actor accompanied his full and deep lip work. Jack felt blown away by Timothee's intensity, the brilliant actor's lips pulled firmly at Jack's, loosening the skater's tongue and licking the beer from his mouth. A sharp inhale took in Jack's scent and Timothee's eyes glinted with happiness staring into the reflections that were Jack's blue eyes.
Jack's hand slipped into the gap between Timothee's body and his shirt. As the young skater's fingers glided along Timothee's smooth skin, both boys felt the electric charge flowing between them. Jack pressed hard against Timothee's sides, his fingers tracing along the skinny actor's ribcage as their tongues danced. Timothee squeezed his crotch down harder still as their lips nipped and sucked at each other's. The intense heat between their intertwined bodies rose, the boys could feel sweat beginning to form under their shirts as they embraced passionately.
Timothee's right hand came away from Jack's side and reached down under the gap between him and the chair. The actor was slow and gentle as his fingers came to rest on Jack's boxer shorts. The teenager groaned softly through his nose as Timothee's fingers stroked him through the fabric. The actor pulled away from their kiss once more and paused, his eyes darting back and forth between Jack's eyes. Timothee watched Jack's eyes turn to jelly as his fingers slipped into the skater's fly and took hold of his hard cock.
The teenager's cock felt nice and long as Timothee's hand found the head and slowly pushed his fingers down the shaft. In response, Jack's jaw tightened, gripping the actor's bottom lip firmly. Timothee felt in control as slowly he worked his fingers up and down Jack's confined shaft below him. Nasal grunts of joy were a further sign that the skater appreciated Timothee's handy work, maneuvering slowly and deliberately along Jack's boner.
Closing his fist tightly around Jack's head, Timothee pulled back from the teenager's lips and smiled. "Do you want to fuck me with this?" Timothee whispered, his green eyes hypnotic in their beauty staring into Jack's eyes. "Hell yeah." Jack breathed with a little nod to confirm his words. "Good, I want your cock in me, right here, right now." Timothee replied.
The actor stood up off the seat and stood in between Jack's legs. Timothee's fingers moved quickly unbuttoning Jack's jeans fully and exposing the skater's throbbing stick. Sinking to his knees, Timothee swallowed the teenager's head and descended 5 inches down his cock. "Gaaaad!" Jack groaned in pure satisfaction as Timothee's talented tongue went to work.
The actor swallowed Jack whole, a hungry technique utilising his strong young neck muscles to press his lips to the base of Jack's cock then propel them up to the skater's wet tip. Jack's fingers gripped the chair tightly, the feeling of pure arousal pumping through him. Of the many blowjobs Jack had received from those campus sorority chicks, none had made his fingers and toes curl like this. Timothee was an absolute master, the way the actor opened his gullet to allow Jack's head in as deep inside Timothee's skull as he could go astounded the teenager who huffed with joy as the roof of Timothee's mouth scraped against his head.
Timothee was having a great time down below, the teenager tasted like heaven. Jack's scent hit the back of Timothee's throat before the Floridian's head had. Jack was just normal, no signature manly aftershave. His Axe Africa body spray was cute enough, a boy had to use deodorant, but it was Jack's sweaty crotch that drove Timothee wild. The cock hid, buried in a nest of thick curly brown hairs, the same brown hairs that trapped the sweat from Jack's long plane journey. Inhaling deep, Timothee blessed the heavens above as Jack's odour swept across his taste buds filled his lungs.
The actor took a moment to savour the flavours on his nose and before he rose once more. Jack watched the slim actor remove his shirt, pulling it over his long dark hair. Timothee's chest was pale and smooth, just a mild hint of toning but most would say Timothee was skinny and he looked incredible for it. Timothee then removed a small bottle of lube he'd stuffed into his pocket and tossed it to Jack before he unbuttoned his jeans and along with his boxers, pushed them down to the floor. Jack's eyes never left the actor's body but he flicked the top of the lid open and poured a generous helping of lube to the upper half of his hard cock.
Timothee stepped out of his clothes, his semi hard, cut 8-inch cock swinging freely as he did so. Jack watched on, hypnotised by the swinging piece of wood which approached him. The actor placed his right knee on the chair next to Jack, then his left and carefully lowered himself backwards into Jack's lap. Timothee's tiny bum rested just in front of Jack's solid cock while he made himself comfortable. Timothee turned to kiss Jack, the teenager willingly submitting his tongue for Timothee to suck on. As they resumed their embrace, Timothee raised his left foot onto the chair, followed by his right and pushed his bum up away from Jack's crotch. The teenager instinctively applied another helping of lube to his fingertips and this time using his left hand to locate Timothee's hole, he applied a coat of lube to the New Yorker's entrance. Timothee offered a soft sigh through his nose as his ring became slick and ready for action.
Jack dropped the bottle of lube aside and took hold of Timothee's skinny, left thigh to guide him down. The 24-year-old sank slowly following Jack's guidance and with the teenager holding his cock from the base and Timothee using holding his fingers by his hole, they guided the young Floridian's head against Timothee's tight entrance. Their tongues continued to dance and Timothee braced himself as the pressure began to build. The actor pushed his hole out harder as he lowered himself, Jack held his hard head against Timothee's entrance and another sighed through Timothee's nose confirmed that Jack had begun to make progress. Slowly the hockey star's bare 7.5-inch cock pierced Timothee's tight hole, the weight of the skinny actor continuing to press down and feed himself slowly with Jack's throbbing meat.
The first milestone came when Timothee's ring clamped around Jack's mushroom shaped head. The feeling of Jack's cock digging into his skinny, toned body felt wonderful to Timothee, sure there was some pain involved but it was good pain and Timothee wanted more. Jack's raw 7.5 incher moved slowly as it advanced, Timothee could feel the wonderful pleasure of his body accommodating a sexy young man inside him. Timothee's hole opened up slowly allowing more and more of Jack inside him, their kissing continued firm and passionate as they moved closer together.
Timothee's insides felt amazing to Jack, as his raw cock burrowed deeper inside the actor's tight body, he could feel tingles flying around his body. The teenager gradually moved his hips up and down smoothly, encouraging Timothee further down his sword as they kissed. Jack increased the intensity with which he sucked on Timothee's bottom lip, the desire inside the youngster building as Timothee's body pressed closer to him. Halfway into Timothee's hole and Jack's hand moved from the New Yorker's leg resting it on the bottom's toned pec. Willing Timothee further down, he massaged Timothee's beautiful, smooth body caressing the soft skin while searching for the 24-year-old's tight nipple.
"Oh yeah." Timothee breathed into Jack's mouth as his ring slid further still down Jack's hard cock. The hockey star's head was beginning to feel increasing resistance from Timothee's insides as his hips encouraged himself deeper within the 24-year-old. The Floridian's hand moved down Timothee's smooth body, slowly appreciating every inch of the older boy's smooth skin. Sliding over the actor's ribcage, past his belly button then resting flat on Timothee's pelvis, the top pressed Timothee down. "You want more of that cock in me?" Timothee grinned rhetorically, following Jack's guidance and pressing himself on to the hockey star's cock. "Fuck yeah." Jack groaned, cutting deeper still into the bottom. Timothee's tight, warm belly felt so amazing around Jack's head, the animal inside the teenager wanted to slam hard into the actor's skinny body.
Above Jack, Timothee had slipped into a world of pure happiness. Looking back into Jack's shiny blue eyes, he drank in the hockey star's cute features. Yet while Jack's young face looked so cute and innocent, the firm grip of the skater's hand, pushing Timothee's body down onto his cock proved this boy had a strong urge to dominate Timothee's skinny body. The 7.5-inch pole was nearly all the way inside Timothee's body and with one final squeeze, the actor's smooth arse cheeks rested on Jack's lap.
Guided by Jack's hand as he did so, Timothee began to bounce up and down Jack pole. The bottom slammed himself into Jack's lap each time he descended, impaling Jack's throbbing 7.5-inch cock inside him and giving a low groan to explain the feeling shooting through his body. Timothee's thigh muscles tensed hard, pulling his skinny frame along the skater's stick with amazing skill. "That feels so good." Jack breathed at Timothee, "uh-huh!" Timothee agreed, panting between bounces.
Jack moved his hand from Timothee's lower body and up to the actor's chest, dragging his fingers all the way along Timothee's smooth skin. The 24-year-old's skin was warm with beads of sweat covering him in a slick sheen as he worked tirelessly to pleasure Jack. The skater ran his eyes over Timothee's pale skin to see the moisture collecting all over the actor's beautiful body. In the air darkening around them, it was the reflection of the hotel lights which illuminated the heat of their romance as a sheet of sweat around Timothee's smooth neck.
Jack rested his right hand on the bottom's thigh and squeezed as Timothee fucked himself. The energy travelling through the New Yorker's skinny muscles impressed Jack. As he squeezed, Timothee's muscles tensed and relaxed, pulling his tight ring along Jack's raw, throbbing sword. Timothee's tight insides pulled the outer skin of Jack's bare cock sending shivers through the skater's toned frame. "You're so fucking amazing." Jack breathed at Timothee. "Thanks." Timothee panted happily. "You want to take control?" he continued. "Uh-huh." Jack beamed. Timothee sank his bottom as tight into Jack's crotch as he could, forcing every inch of the top's 7.5-inch cock into his smooth belly a few more times before he slid to the top of Jack's cock and off. Timothee took a step forward to allow Jack up and the skater rose to his feet. Placing a kiss on Timothee's thin red lips, Jack turned the 24-year-old towards the couch. Timothee complied willingly, allowing the Floridian to push him into all fours on the soft couch.
Jack surveyed Timothee's wonderful body once more. The beautiful, pale outlines of his long, skinny legs, decorated with a light covering of brown hairs. Timothee's smooth, pale back looked perfect, decorated with a few dark moles, his muscles were visible and tense as he waited patiently. Jack moved in between the two legs, spreading them a little wider apart with his right knee and his eyes scanned the actor's arse. The tight pale cheeks were beautifully curved leading into his pink ring.
Jack could just about make out the bottom's pink hole, evidently loosened by riding his cock previously. Timothee felt the skater's fingers run across his hole, surveying the damage he'd already done. Placing his head at Timothee's entrance, Jack leaned forward and felt the actor's formerly tight ring part to accept him in one smooth motion. With ease, Jack's cock refilled the New Yorker's hole and taking hold of the bottom's hips, he began to thrust.
Timothee turned his head to admire Jack's beautiful body while the teenager stuffed his hole. The Floridian-born skater wasn't too bulky but those perfectly sculpted muscles made Timothee feel skinny and weak in comparison, just the way he liked it. "Fuck me." Timothee whispered into Jack's ear, pushing himself upright as the top began to rock back and forth with sexual hunger. Jack nodded and smiled at Timothee as he picked up speed. While Jack pumped, he carefully rested his forehead against Timothee's, both of them could feel the sweat across their brows. Each thrust brought Jack's gorgeous, pink lips tantalisingly close to Timothee's, the bottom held out his tongue and as Jack rocked forward again, sliding his cock deep into Timothee's skinny body, his outstretched tongue met the New Yorker's and they swallowed each other ravenously.
The thirst of Jack's cock needed quenching and the top tried to satisfy it by fucking Timothee deeper and harder still. The bottom could feel the increase in Jack's work rate as the young top thudded into his bony arse. "Give it to me, fuck me hard." Timothee breathed into Jack's face, while his eyes stared deep into the Floridian's. Jack gave a determined nod as he carried out Timothee's instructions, the sweat on the teenager's brow flowed profusely as his toned body slid his cock about 75% of the way out of Timothee's skinny body before slamming back into it with every ounce of weight and power he could.
Timothee's cock remained rock hard and the actor took hold of himself as Jack began to slam so hard the couch began to squeak below them. Jack's firm body crashing into his skinny body was the stimulus the actor needed. "Yeah, ram it in me, right there." Timothee begged, encouraging the teenage hockey hunk to destroy his hole. "You like my tight hole?" Timothee asked suggestively, "you like ramming your hard cock in my tight hole?" "Yeah, I love your fucking hole." Jack panted. "Yeah, you do, you fuck me so good." Timothee agreed, practically cheering Jack on every time he slammed his shaft into the New Yorker's belly.
Pushing Timothee forward with his chest, Jack created a bit of separation between himself and the bottom. Jack then pushed his crotch forward, bringing Timothee's arse down to the couch with him while turning the bottom onto his side. With his knees taking his weight, Jack focused all of his energy on Timothee's hole and spinning the actor all the way around onto his back, the teenager took hold of Timothee's legs to resume pounding the bottom again. Jack squeezed Timothee's thin calves, pulling the bottom hard as the tension in his balls began to increase. The Floridian exhaled with increasing force to accompany the power he threw behind his boner. Timothee's warm insides cushioned him capably, the bottom's perfect arse pulling tight on Jack's throbbing cock as it slid deep into his belly. "Gimme that D." Timothee hissed. Jack's cock throbbed even harder at Timothee's desperate words. Leaning closer to the bottom, Jack whispered between breaths, "you love that D, do you?" "Uh-huh." Timothee nodded. "Yeah, take it, take it you slut." Jack grunted. "Yeah baby, I'm your slut."
The feeling of Jack's thick cock spearing deep into him, filling Timothee's tight chute with raw, hard meat made the bottom's eyes water. "You're getting me close." Timothee breathed. Jack strained a smile, the determination on his face evident as his cock pulsed with excitement. Jack's bare head led his hard cock into Timothee's skinny body, gliding over the bottom's prostate. "Fucking Christ." Timothee whined. The 24-year-old's fist smashed into his crotch hard and fast as he jerked himself searching for that sweet spot. "Yeah Jacky, right there! Pound my ass." Timothee begged. Timothee's green eyes glinted with pure ecstasy; each time Jack's shaft ploughed back into his hole the bottom felt like his eyes were about to jump from their sockets.
"Fuck me Jacky, fuck meeee, ahhhhh I'm gonna cum." Timothee groaned as Jack's raw cock pounded into his prostate for the umpteenth time and on this occasion hit the New Yorker's release button. "Oh baby!" Timothee chimed as the first rope of cum fired from his cock and landed on his stomach. "Shit bro!!!" Jack exclaimed as Timothee ring convulsed wildly while holding tight to his bare shaft.
Jack's body slammed into Timothee's, pushing more of the bottom's cum out of his skinny body. 3 more streamers of silky cream squirted from Timothee's head landing across his ribs and slid down slowly. Another pair of streamers splattered across the New Yorker's stomach, as he drained his balls for every drop. "Pound my insides." Timothee begged for the final time, using the force of the powerful young teenager's body to squeeze out the last pearls of his thick cream.
"You like my D; you like that big hard D?" Jack panted, getting lost in the moment of power as his own orgasm approached. "Yeah Jacky. Fuck me up." Timothee panted as his cock squeezed blank shots of air to confirm his balls were empty. With Timothee's ring contracting around his shaft, Jack felt his boner throb hard. The top squeezed his weight down into Timothee's warm, skinny body, holding the bottom's calves as tightly as he could. The feeling of his raw head stroking against Timothee's prostate made Jack grunt one more time before withdrawing rapidly in one move and taking hold of his hard shaft.
Jack shuffled in closer while his fist rapidly tugged at his boner, The Devils star, held his long hair away from his face with his left hand while his right worked on his stick. Looking up Timothee's skinny body, Jack felt his balls tugging at emotions, the actor he had jerked off to as a skinny teenager was right there in front of him, covered in the cum Jack had fucked out of him. "Oh gaaaad." Jack groaned as his cock extended as his head began to squirt. The teenager's cum fired hard across Timothee's skinny body, shooting as far up as the actor's neck as Jack stroked wildly. "Shoot your load all over me." Timothee begged, as Jack unwittingly complied.
The actor glanced from Jack's beautiful face down to his raging cock, watching volley after volley of his rich, creamy seed shower his skinny body. Jack's furry balls hung tight to the teenager as they blasted, firing 3 more dollops of cum over Timothee's midsection. Jack's fist continued to jackhammer as the skater teased the final couple of ropes from his balls. Pulling his skin right down to the base, Jack threw his head back and squeezed the final pearl from his shaft, hanging down to land on Timothee's slim thigh.
Timothee watched Jack panting, sucking in as much oxygen as he could with every breath as he hung over Timothee's sticky, sweat covered body. "That was beautiful." Timothee beamed up at the hockey star. "Thanks." Jack grinned, opening his eyes to look down upon his canvas. The light from Timothee's hotel room twinkled in their eyes, each appreciating Timothee's green and Jack's blue irises. The pair held their gaze, studying each other's aesthetically pleasing faces and smooth, toned bodies. The mild Miami night air around them meant neither was in a rush to get back inside or get dressed.
"Gonna clean yourself up?" Jack asked Timothee with a cheeky smile. Timothee giggled, "Yeah at some point." The actor replied, pulling Jack to sit down next to him. Jack followed Timothee's guidance and sat down next to the actor as Timothee moved himself to sit upright. Finding his warm beer, Timothee grabbed the bottle and took a mouthful before handing it to Jack. The actor's sweaty arm stuck to the skin of Jack's naked back as they relaxed together. Jack threw back a mouthful of beer, resisting the urge to choke upon realisation the beer had gone warm.
"Will I see you back in New Jersey?" Jack asked timidly. "You mean after you invite me to a game?" Timothee replied smartly. "Ha, yeah. That's gonna be so sweet." Jack smiled with a gentle grin. "I hope so. You're always welcome to come over and watch me in movies and stuff." Timothee replied, realising he'd just made himself sound like a show off, "orrrr, anything else you might wanna watch, DO!" Timothee continued, stumbling in his attempt to sound relaxed inviting the skater to visit him. "Sounds great." Jack beamed, looking out into the darkness and resting his head on Timothee's shoulder. The actor pulled Jack in tight as he too looked off into the distance, enjoying the feel of Jack's body against his whilst they relaxed peacefully.
END
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