Disclaimer: This is a slow love story and not a fast fuck one. If this isn't to your liking, please don't bother reading. This story contains sexual acts between two males. If it offends you, then X out. Any comments or questions, email me and I'll try to respond promptly.
Note: Thanks to Carl for reminding me to post! I'm forgetful when I'm stressed. Hope you all enjoy! Oh and one more thing: I'm way too sleep deprived to even attempt to look over this for minor mistakes, so whatever you come across, just bear with me please. No one is perfect, certainly not me. Thanks.
Chapter 7
"Push it in, Kevin," Gray groaned loudly.
I held his hips and looked at his sweating, writhing body, the muscles shifting beneath his taunt skin.
"Are you sure?"
"Fuck, yeah! Just shove it in," Gray practically barked and in one steady and controlled motion, I slid in until I my balls hit his ass. He cried out and bucked before steadying himself.
"Ok baby, I'm in," I said softly as I stared at his face, his eyes closed, his hair plastered against his sweaty forehead.
"I love you Kevin," Gray moaned. "You feel so good. I thought it would hurt more," he sighed.
"It hurt for me!" I said in amusement.
"I have a higher threshold for pain," Gray said with a playful smile as he rubbed my arms. He lifted his hips and I dropped my head.
He wrapped his legs around my waist and pulled me in closer. Without a word I began to pull out and teased his hole with my cock head before pushing in all the way. Gray gasped and arched his back.
His muscles were clenching around me uncontrollably and he was shaking. I dug deeper, moving my hips minimally and he cried out loudly, his eyes rolling.
"That feels so good," he whimpered. "Please don't stop."
I smiled and began thrusting in and out, harder, and faster, since he seemed to be adjusted enough where I wouldn't cause him pain.
I grunted and groaned as I slid in and out of his slick hole.
"I'm gonna blow!" Gray said loudly. His hard cock was bouncing up and down between us, rock hard, leaking pre cum profusely, and the tip was an angry purple.
I felt a surge of arousal and wanted to make him cum sooner.
I bent his knees and pinned them near his chest and began shoving in all the way, banging his prostate at a deeper angle and Gray shouted his approval as his head thrashed from side to side. His chest and abs were shining with sweat, his neck muscles straining.
It didn't take long; that's how close he was.
"Shit. Kevin! I'm cumming!"
I watched, rather than felt, him cum. He arched his back, his face turned red as he strained every muscle in his body as his mouth opened, exposing his white teeth and he screamed. His eyes were squeeze shut and I felt his ass clamping down uncontrollably on my member and I moaned and shook as I felt ripples of pleasure spread throughout my body and I collapsed on top of him, feeling helpless, while the orgasm momentarily crippled me.
I came inside of him and thrust into him a few times while I spilled my load. I bit my lip as I shouted his name, and felt unbelievable pleasure in my groin area, that radiated to the rest of my body. His cock spurted jet after jet of his hot, sticky white cum which exploded all over my chest and neck. Gray was twisting around on the bed, appearing to be in agony, but I knew better.
Slowly, the bed stopped rocking and Gray's cries calmed down to gentle moans and whimpers. We were both sweaty and panting, his cum slicking our bodies together.
"Wow," I said.
"Wow," he echoed.
"Kevin."
"Kevin. Kevin Lee? Are you alright?"
I was snapped out of my daydream and I shook my head as Gray's tan, sweaty image faded away and I realized I was still in my classroom, with the too bright lights, and my attractive TA standing over me, with concern.
Shit, I was dreaming about the last time I fucked Gray. I am such a horny little kid! No self control! UGH!
"Sorry. Just tired," I said, blushing, realizing I had a horrible boner and praying to God he didn't notice.
"It happens," the guy said. "Another class should be coming in soon. You should probably clear out," he advised.
I nodded again. "I will. Thanks."
He smiled and left, glancing at me one last time.
I flushed and ran my fingers through my hair, embarrassed that the TA probably saw my boner! Now I was going to be known as the pervy kid who had sex thoughts during lecture.
I gathered my books and slid my bag over my erection, pretending to be searching for something. Luckily, the October evening was chilly and my erection quickly subsided as I made my way around campus and back to my room. I was going to change and get my laptop and head to a coffee shop to do some work. No daydreaming this time!
Nearly a month into school and having limited contact with Gray was driving me crazy with horniness. And given Gray's own emails and phone calls, he was just as bad.
This long distance thing was tough, considering there were so many hot, intelligent guys all over Princeton! Artsy, attractive guys wearing glasses. None compared to my Gray, but it was hard, not having my boyfriend to touch and cuddle, to kiss, and make love with at night.
I sighed as I loaded my laptop up and grabbed a few notebooks, zipping my jacket up to ward off cold air.
I really liked Panera. It was so warm and had a nice cozy feel to it. So I headed over there and found it quiet. I took a small table near the outlet and I plugged my adapter in. Then I booted up my laptop and got a few programs up and running.
Meanwhile, I looked around and noticed the young kids working. One kid caught my eye and smiled at me. I smiled back, taking in his youthful, boyish appearance. Short brown hair, pale peachy skin, a nice smile, nice elegant nose and dark brown eyes, which I could see from here.
Seriously, too much eye candy everywhere.
"Oh how I miss you Gray," I murmured, as I got started on my work.
That man was always on my mind.
"I miss you," Gray said as he called me Friday night. My roommate went home for the weekends and I loved having the place to myself.
I smiled at the sound of his voice.
"I miss you more."
"You'd better!" Gray exclaimed and I laughed. "What are you doing?"
"Just tired. Classes and then did all my work at some café," I answered. "You?"
"Classes and practice," he answered. "I just ate and showered."
"Showered? Mm, yummy," I teased literally visualizing his tall, tan, buff body. I sighed as a wave of arousal washed over me.
"Dirty boy."
"You love it."
"I do," he affirmed.
"Got a lot of work to do?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I'll manage. A little bit each day and cram fest all weekend," Gray said.
"I hear you," I sighed. "College sucks."
"Just the actual school part. Everything else is cool. My roommate is cool."
"Mine is ok," I said. "He's kinda quiet. At least I know he won't cause problems. Well, hopefully." I paused. "have you met a lot of friends yet?" I asked Gray.
"Some. Mostly my teammates, and friends of my roommates. In my classes, well, I try to pay attention and be all studious," Gray said in a mock snobby tone.
"Good for you! Want a medal?" I asked.
"I want some lovin from my boyfriend," Gray said and I could hear the smile in his voice.
I grinned widely. "Well, fly your ass here and I'll give you lovin all night long!"
"Ooh, what a way to get a guy worked up!" Gray groaned. "Now I have to jerk off, again."
"Again? How many times?"
"Like three."
"Three? Wow!"
"Once in the morning, before practice, and in the shower. Maybe another two before bed."
I chuckled. "Wow, horny boy."
"You got me all worked up. So have to pound the meat and then before bed, well, that's my usual."
"Oh Gray," I giggled.
"Are you hard?" he asked.
"What?"
"Are you?"
"No," I said slowly.
"Let me get you worked up," Gray said.
"Why?" I asked, my heart already beating faster, wondering where he was going with this.
"So we can take care of each other."
"Phone sex?"
"Yeah."
"Gray! I can't do that!"
"Why not?"
"I'd be bad at it," I insisted. "I'd feel so stupid. I'm talking dirty to a phone."
"You're talking dirty to me," Gray corrected. "The phone is just the medium to do that."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't be smart."
"I can't help it."
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"I'm so horny!"
"Take another shower!"
"Fine, I'll jerk off now and you just listen," he said.
"Gray!"
"Shh," he whispered and I heard the rustle of clothing. Then his breath hitched.
Mine did too.
"Oh god, Kevin," Gray moaned and in my mind, I could see him stroking his hard, slick member and I felt myself growing hard. "You feel so good," he sighed and he grunted and moaned.
"Gray," I breathed out and I cursed as I undid my jeans, releasing my rock hard member. I rubbed it gently, feeling the tip and the sticky pre cum that seeped out and I let out a small whimper.
"Am I making you feel good too?" Gray whispered in a husky voice.
I gasped. "Yes," I said as I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock. I slowly stroked up and I gasped.
"I love you," Gray said. "Let's cum together. I'm holding your cock and moving up and down, up and down, as you moan and bite your lips," Gray said in a soft voice, laced with lust.
I cried out. "Gray!" My hand started moving faster and I bucked my hips in time.
"I'm almost there."
"Gray!"
"I won't cum without you, baby," he said gently.
I stroked rapidly and could hear the slick sounds in my quiet bedroom. Everyone else was out on a Friday night. Thank god for that. Privacy was hard to come by in a college dorm room.
"Oh god!"
"I'm close," he whispered.
"Gray!" I felt the tingle in my groin and a shiver racked my body.
"Almost."
"Gray!"
"Soon."
"Gray!" I nearly shouted.
"Oh fuck!"
"Fuck," I echoed. My cock was so hard it ached.
"Kevin. Kevin!" Gray grunted. "Cum for me baby! NOW!"
I groaned and nearly fell off the chair as I shot into the air, getting ropes of my cum over my chest, stomach, and face. I panted and desperately gasped for air. I clenched my fingers around the chair and ground my teeth together as I tried not to make too much noise. Dorm room walls were thin.
I heard Gray in the background hissing and moaning and something loud crashing. I bit my lip as my eyes rolled back while my hand continued to manipulate my pulsing rod. I was still stroking, trying to get all the pleasure out of my cock.
I felt sweaty and satisfied a few minutes later; I heard Gray's heavy breathing through the phone.
"Feel better?" I asked.
"Much."
"What was that loud noise?" I asked.
"Knocked over a lamp."
I laughed. "Crazy boy."
"I love you," Gray said. "Thanks for the most satisfying sex through the phone."
I grinned. "You're welcome baby. Thanks also."
"I can't wait until Thanksgiving," Gray said. "Less than six weeks left."
I smiled at his countdown. "Me too."
"Can I go directly to your house before heading to my parents?" Gray asked. "Otherwise, I may never get any time with you. Thanksgiving is huge for my family."
I nodded. "Sure, my Mom and Teddy would love to see you."
"I'd love to see them also."
"I want to see you and actually touch you. Not in a dirty way," he quickly added. "But just to hold you and hug you."
"Me too," I sighed. "I miss cuddling with you after sex."
"I do too."
I heard a loud knock through the phone.
"I'm going out with my team tonight. We're still bonding and stuff," Gray said. "That's them now. I have to go."
I felt a twinge of jealously but pushed it aside. "Ok."
"I love you," he whispered. "I'll call you tomorrow. I'll email you a dirty email tonight. Love you."
"Love you," I answered. Then he hung up.
I hated Gray hanging out with all his hot lacrosse friends, but what could I do? Thinking about it would only drive me crazy. I couldn't talk to Gray about it because I'd be the jealous boyfriend, and no on liked those. Plus, this was college. Who was I to say he couldn't have friends. College was all about making new friends.
Too bad that didn't squash my jealously.
Maybe I should go out and make more friends. At least I wouldn't be some nerdy dude always studying. Maybe then I wouldn't be so envious of Gray.
I sighed. Long distance relationships really, really sucked!
"Oh fuck, take this shit off!" I hissed as I forcefully yanked at Gray's jeans.
"Buttons, baby. Buttons," Gray whispered between kisses as we furiously stripped our clothes off.
Thanksgiving break was upon us and boy was I thankful!
After all this time communicating by emails, messages, texts, and phone sex, I was dying for real sex, where I had physical contact with Gray. One look at Gray when I got him at the airport for Thanksgiving break, the sparks flew. I saw the lust and desire in his eyes and instantly sprung an erection and if my eyes didn't deceive me, his jeans looked a bit tight in the groin region.
"Quickie," Gray announced as soon as his bags were in my trunk.
"Where?"
"Your house?"
"Mom and Teddy."
"Hotel?" he asked.
I grinned. "Makes me feel, like, dirty. Like a secret."
"Whatever works. Now drive!" he ordered and I smiled as I shifted and floored it.
We checked into a room and chucked the door open, our jackets already off. Gray fell onto the bed, taking me with him and I laughed as we bounced around a bit. Now we were in the throes of passion, undressing one another.
In seconds we were completely naked and I took a minute to run my eyes up and down his tight, muscular body. So firm and toned and tanned.
"Gorgeous," I murmured. He smiled.
"You too baby."
I had made time for the gym and didn't gain weight by nature, so my figure didn't change at all.
I didn't answer him and kissed his mouth hard, forcing his mouth open with my tongue. He moaned and humped against me, holding me tightly, his hands kneading my ass.
"I want you so bad," I moaned and I wiggled free from him enough to get some lube and condoms from my jean pocket. "Come on big boy," I said breathlessly as I straddled his waist.
His hands ran up and down my bare thighs and he smiled at me. Then his eyes rolled back as I stroked him gently.
"I miss this so much." I gripped his hard meat tighter.
"What about me?" Gray asked.
"Of course you too," I teased as I jacked him.
He hissed. "Stop."
I took that as my cue to place a condom on him and he whimpered at the sensation. I reached behind myself and stuck a finger in my ass and winced slightly. Then a second and a third. I was impatient; I wanted his cock in me so badly. With my thumb, I shoved a huge glob of lube up my ass.
His hands were gently grazing my thighs and ass cheeks and I was getting so turned on, I feared I would explode without his cock.
I spread lube on his cock and he groaned again. "Fuck!" he muttered.
I placed my hands on his chest for balance and aimed my ass towards his cock. Then with one steady push, his head popped in and we simultaneously moaned.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck," I sighed, throwing my head back as I slid down his length. The pain increased, as did the burning, but I was more accustomed to it by now, or at least knew it would subside into something better.
I felt his hot cock entering me, sliding and caressing my ass lips. I was turned on, despite the pain.
He let out a muffled `oomph' as I sank down on him and hit home.
I wiggled around and he cried out.
"Oh god! I hope I can last longer than two seconds," he gritted his teeth.
"Stay still," I said. I rubbed his chest and nipples.
He grabbed my hands. "Not helping."
I smiled. "Don't worry. We have the room for the night," I reminded.
"That's true."
"Can I move?" I asked.
"Are you stretched enough?"
I nodded.
"Then let's make love," he whispered and he grabbed my hips and lifted me gently.
I gasped and took over the motion as I lifted my ass up and plunged back down.
Up and down.
My eyes rolled back as I rode Gray, rocked over him, and I felt my muscles contracting with pleasure.
With ecstasy.
"God, I needed this," I panted as I gripped his pecs harder, as I rode him faster and faster.
"Shit, I'm getting close," Gray mumbled as his hands massaged my ass.
"Me too! This is too much. I can't take it," I cried out as his cock rubbed my prostate.
I trembled and then my eyes flew open when I felt his hand wrap around my cock.
He started stroking and I looked at him. Then he quickly rolled us over so he was on top, between my legs and I gasped at the sudden change in position.
He started thrusting into me furiously, his hand moving up and down rapidly, having a perfect rhythm. I moaned and saw stars at the dual sensations, the sensations that overwhelmed me.
"Gray!" I nearly cried.
I heard his grunts and groans and the sound of his balls slapping my ass.
"I love you," he breathed into my ear.
That did it.
I arched my back and shot. I felt my cum shoot out of my cock with lightening speed and I swear I blacked out as I screamed and came.
I wrapped my legs possessively around Gray and my toes curled, my muscles tightening as I pushed my ass into him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him and I heard him shout into my ear and my ass was filled with heat.
I purposely clamped down on his cock and I heard a strangled choke escape from his lips and he sucked hard on my neck.
I groaned and dug my fingers into his muscular back.
We maintained tangled together, exhausted as we lay on the bed. His cock was still hard and imbedded in me and I was quickly feeling the stirrings of desire in my nether region.
"I guess we're so horny, our dicks won't even go down," he joked as he kissed my temple.
"Suppose so," I answered.
We rested in comfortable silence.
"Want to go again?" he asked.
I smiled at him, admiring his sparkling blue eyes.
"New condom and I stay on top. You're crushing me," I joked.
Gray rolled his eyes, but eased off of me, disposing of the dirty condom and placing a new one over his erection.
My eyes were glued to his purple head and I instantly got rock hard.
Gray smiled at me, observing how I watched him.
He sat on the bed, fluffed a pillow behind his back, and patted his lap.
"Come here baby. Sit on my lap," he teased. "Let me give you a nice horse ride."
I rolled my eyes, but that didn't stop me from hopping onto the bed and sitting down on top of him, causing his eyes to glaze over and me to moan in absolute bliss.
I only hoped I could walk after tomorrow.
"So how are you and Gray doing?" Bill asked.
I sipped on my hot chocolate as Bill and I walked around 34th street in search of something to eat. I was visiting him in New York and although the weather was chilly, being early December, the sun was shining and as usual, Manhattan was crowded.
I nearly knocked over a guy who stopped in the middle of the street and I managed to maneuver around him, but not before shooting him a dirty look.
"Move bitch," Bill muttered under his breath, glaring at the guy.
I looked at him and laughed. "New temper since starting NYU?"
"No, road rage, just transferred to walking," he grinned. "When you're in a hurry around the city, I have no time for idiots. Or being nice."
I laughed. "Wow, good to know."
He looked at me and I realized I had yet to answer his question.
"We're doing ok," I said.
"Just ok?"
"Well, we're doing good, I guess, for a long distance thing," I shrugged. "It's hard though. I get jealous and paranoid."
"What do you mean?"
"He's in the closet and what if he gets pushed into something? Like being with a girl? Plus, he's popular and has all these jock friends. You know those crowds, girls are always following them everywhere, itching to get into their pants. And Gray is so hot," I muttered. "I know he loves me, but that doesn't mean peer pressure won't get to him."
Bill stayed silent.
"Whenever I read a comment on his face book or see a picture of him in a friend's album, I get all jealous, wishing I could be with him and know what was going on with his life. Then on the other end, I feel like a total loser for not getting my own life. Is this what happens when you're in a relationship?" I asked.
He shook his head. "No. But some people do. You don't have to date anyone, just go out there and have fun. Join a club or two, go out and such. And going out with me doesn't count. I'm your best friend since forever. We're practically related."
I pouted and shut my mouth.
"Don't end your life just cause you have a boyfriend. Not to sound like an ass, but Gray isn't putting his life on hold. He's not cheating, I'm sure of that," he said when I shot him an incredulous look, "But he's also making friends and having fun. He trusts you, which is why he can go out and not worry and be jealous and stressed over you. You should do the same. It's not healthy pining for Gray nonstop. This is college and you're going to regret letting it pass you by if you just stand there like a lump of shit."
I choked on my hot chocolate and Bill smiled at me.
"I know," I sighed in agreement. "But it's easier said than done, for me."
"I know," he clapped my hand. "Work on that, ok? It's important."
"I will. Thanks."
"No problem."
We both dodged some teenagers gabbing on their cell phones and we rolled our eyes.
"Are you glad winter break is coming soon?" Bill asked.
"Not soon enough!" I groaned.
"I'm looking forward to catching up with everyone. Maybe Cara will have one of her parties," he said elbowing me.
"Nope, not going," I shook my head.
He grinned. "I know, but we have to hang out like a few days a week. Gray can get most nights, but I want mostly days and some nights."
I stared at him.
"I should get a girl. I hate sharing my best friend with his boyfriend. The boyfriend wins every time."
"Not true," I said hugging him briefly. "I always have time for you."
"I know."
"Hey, we'll do things as a group, with our friends," I said smiling. "Some New York trips, maybe a car show or two, some clubs, pool. The shit we've always done."
"You promise?"
I laughed at his child-like mannerisms. "I promise."
"I'm so tired," I groaned.
"Why?" Gray asked.
"Cause we went to Cara's party last night!" Bill cried out jumping onto my back and I nearly fell over, my snowboard slipping around. "That was a long night!"
I shot him a dirty look and he laughed.
Winter break was half over and after resting from all those horrible exams, and celebrating the holidays, I got right into socializing with friends.
There were nonstop hangouts, dinner gatherings, and parties were popping up left and right. Nothing huge, but a lot of things were going down. I guess everyone wanted to catch up. And of course, Cara needed to have her party. And of course Bill dragged me there. I guess it was tradition or something and you know, you couldn't mess with tradition.
Now the three of us were snowboarding. Waking up early in the morning was fucking exhausting. I felt so uncoordinated and it showed by the amount of times I slipped on my ass, since Gray started teaching me.
Gray looked at me and shot me a pointed look. "Was she all over you?"
"No," I answered.
"Hell yeah she was," Bill said.
Gray glared at me.
"We didn't do anything!" I protested. He continued to glare at me and the longer he did, the more defensive I got.
"Well, we didn't!" I said again. "It's not like you're any better."
"What?" Gray asked.
"Um, I'm gonna go," Bill said looking back and forth between us. "Um, yeah. Peace." Then he was gone.
"What do you mean?" Gray asked.
"So I went to a party and some girl hit on me," I said folding my arms. "Tell me you haven't gone out to frat parties or coed groups, and some girl didn't flirt or grope you or something else. Like kissing," I narrowed my eyes.
"I went to parties and drank and danced, but I did not kiss anyone. Maybe some hand grabbing, but I did not cheat on you, if that's what you're insinuating," he said in a controlled tone.
"Yeah, well, you and I are the same then. Just having fun, but not cheating," I said.
"But Cara likes you!"
"I'm sure girls like you too! Mr. Jock Stud!"
"Why are we arguing?"
"You started it," I stamped my foot childishly or tried to, but both my feet were locked into the boot straps of my snowboard.
"I just," he paused. "Get jealous," he sighed.
"I get jealous too," I admitted. "Especially when you're so popular and hot and going out with equally hot and popular guys. Girls just flock to you. And then parties and alcohol, I'm just paranoid."
Gray smiled. "You have me on pedestal. You're just as hot as me, Kevin, only in a different way. And while your crowd is different than mine, I'm sure lots of women within your group find you hot and want to do you."
I blushed.
"So we have the same fears," he said.
I look up at him and smiled. "That makes me feel better."
"Yeah?"
"To know that we're both scared of losing this relationship," I said.
"I know. I feel like we're trying so hard to make it work that it ends up making us paranoid freaks which creates tension between us, and resentment or something," Gray said frowning. "It's messed up."
"It is," I agreed.
"Maybe we should relax a bit?" he suggested.
"I know. Bill said I should go out more and make more friends; get my mind off you and what you're doing and with whom you're hanging out with, and stuff."
He groaned. "Now I'm getting worried."
"We're sick!" I laughed.
"We are!" he groaned again and I giggled. "Is it selfish that we both want the other to ourselves?"
"A little," I said.
He groaned again. He opened his eyes and peeked at me. "I do love you, you know."
"I know. I love you too," I said as if stating the obvious.
"Trust," he said. "We trust each other and love each other. We'll be fine."
I smiled and sat on the snow, wincing as the cold chill hit my ass. Gray plopped down beside me.
"Everything takes work," I said.
"It does," Gray said.
"Just think; one more semester and we have the entire summer to be together. A long one, this time," I said excitedly.
Gray laughed. "I know! Sex every night," he whispered. "Can't wait. I'm getting annoyed at my hand."
I chuckled. "We can try for sex every night! But I may need a break every other day. Thanksgiving break, I was so sore, sitting was very uncomfortable."
He smirked. "Sorry about that. But we'll be having sex every night. We can even switch positions, if you want. Just DO it! I want a positive attitude, Lee!"
I smiled. "I love you," I whispered.
"I love you, too." He stared at me.
I knew a lot of work had to be put into our relationship and who knew what the future could bring, but I had faith we could survive.
Then again, only time could answer that question.
"I've been snowboarding for three whole weeks, give or take a few days! Why the hell am I so sore!" I exclaimed as I hobbled to my bedroom.
Winter break was supposed to be full of relaxation and to me that meant a warm bed, food, movies, and hot chocolate. Not snowboarding all the time and soreness so bad, I could barely walk. Damn Gray and his athleticism. Fuck!
Gray laughed as he followed behind me. "You're still not used to it."
"I'm not that bad! And I go to the gym!"
"You're not using gym muscles," Gray chuckled. "You're using new muscles and movements. And you're a bit haphazard and clumsy when you snowboard. Your lack of form makes you more sore."
I glared at him while he continued to smile at me in amusement. "I'm still sore," I snapped.
"Aw, poor baby."
"Get out," I stated.
Gray only laughed more, throwing back his head. "Want a massage?"
I perked up. "A massage?"
"Yeah, get those kinks out," he grinned. He rubbed his hands together. "These are strong babies, right here," he added referring to his hands.
"I'll be the judge of that," I said as I flopped on my bed and motioned for him to come forward.
He climbed onto my bed and slapped my ass.
"Ow!" I cried out.
"Price of the massage? Nudity."
"What?" I demanded.
"Strip. I can't massage over your clothes."
"Sure you can."
"I want to use oils or lotions or something," Gray said.
"Yeah, you just wanna grope me, dirty boy."
"Mm, maybe." He slapped my ass again. "Strip."
I sighed and sat up, pulling off my sweater, and rolling down my sweats and chucking them off onto the floor. I slowly and teasingly shimmied my boxers off and plopped them on the carpet, smiling at the way Gray's eyes were glued to my package. Under his intense gaze, my cock began to harden and he licked his lips.
I spread my legs. "Well, are you going to get started."
"Yeah," he said thickly. "Let me start with one thing and I'll go on to the rest of your body."
Then in one fast motion, his face was buried in my crotch, his tongue licking my balls and cock.
I moaned and fell backwards on the bed, enjoying what Gray was doing to me. Soon his hot mouth was sucking fervently on my head and when he licked my piss slit I nearly jumped off the bed.
"Jesus!"
Soon he lowered his mouth on my cock, getting all five and half inches in and my eyes rolled back as his muscles massaged me and his tongue swept up and down my sensitive flesh. I whimpered and clutched the pillows for dear life.
Gray appeared intent on getting me off. He bobbed up and down, sucking furiously, licking my underside, teasing my head with his wet, talented tongue, his lips applying perfect pressure to my rod.
I was, literally, in heaven.
My fingers tangled in his hair and I yanked his face forward as I thrust into his mouth. His mouth was so hot and moist, so warm and inviting. So damn teasing!
"Fuck!" I squeaked as he twirled his tongue around my head over and over again. I bucked helplessly, begging him to let me cum.
His strong fingers massaged my balls and I knew I was gonna blow soon. When he eased a finger inside me, jamming my prostate, I lost it. I fell over the edge.
"I'm cumming!" I shouted as I shoved myself all the way in and started shooting down his throat.
I writhed on the bed, my body going in odd angles as I felt wave after wave of pleasure engulf my entire being.
He kept sucking even after I finished cumming and I had to pull him off when I got too sensitive.
"Wow, good massage," I breathed with a content smile on my face.
"That's not it," Gray teased as he gently turned me over onto my stomach.
I groaned, expecting something up my ass. Instead, I felt his hands moving to my shoulders and he began kneading them.
"Here's the real massage. I'll give you more fun massages later," Gray breathed as he sat on my ass and worked my muscles.
I groaned. "You're the best."
"Only for you."
"If you give me a good massage, I'll give you another tip, like just before," I said as I closed my eyes.
"Oh yeah?" Gray asked. "Something creamy and thick? With gooey goodness?" He laughed.
I smiled. "Exactly. Only if you're good though."
He pinched my ass.
"Ow! Gray!"
"If you're good later, I'll give you a nice, internal massage."
"Internal?" I stated with a questioning tone.
His finger eased inside my hole and he tickled my prostate and I hissed and bucked.
"Yeah, internal."
"Oh fuck."
"Yeah, so we're helping each other out," Gray said as he resumed kneading my shoulders and back.
"Teamwork," I said in amusement.
"That's right. You and I are a team. Baby," he kissed the back of my neck and I sighed.
Perfect.