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Mark Stevens
Brian and Jeff, Part 12
I turned over in bed. I opened my eyes and sat up. I had heard something. I heard it again. Somebody was outside my motel room knocking on the door. I got out of bed and walked over to the door. I looked through the peep hole. Grinning, I took the chain off the door and stood back as I swung it open.
"What the hell?" I greeted.
Jeff came inside my room and closed the door behind him. "I thought perhaps you would like a visitor," he said. He pulled me into his arms. "Morning, Babe," he whispered.
I hugged him back and then pulled away. "How did you manage such an early morning visit?" I wanted to know.
"First of all, it might not be quite as early as you think," he told me.
I looked over at the clock on the bed beside the table. I was shocked to see it was almost ten o'clock. "Damn, it's later than I thought."
Jeff pushed me toward the bed. "It's not so late I can't spend a little time in bed with you," he assured me.
I fell on the bed and watched as Jeff stripped out of his clothes. Naked, he quickly joined me. I felt his naked skin touching mine as he crawled between the covers. He spread my legs apart and crawled between them. I felt his cock and balls meet mine as he lay with his stomach on my chest.
"Hey there," he smiled. "I just wanted to spend a little time with you before this day gets so crazy. That a problem for you?"
I shook my head. "Not for me," I answered. "I never turn down any time I can spend with you," I added.
Jeff brought his lips down on my mouth and kissed me. His tongue came inside my mouth and searching for my own, he kissed me hard, and the passion we felt was so strong it took our breath away. I returned his kisses, and my hands moved down his back, searching for his ass. When I felt the tight skin of each cheek with my fingers, I squeezed them hard, loving the warm feeling of his skin touching mine.
Jeff was hard, his cock rubbing between my legs. I could feel his dick leaving a trail of pre cum as it teased and tormented me. I squeezed my legs tightly against him.
"Fuck me, Jeff," I groaned. "Your cum from last night is still in me. Fuck me and put some more in my ass."
"Shit, you still have my cum inside your ass?" he asked.
I nodded. "I wanted to sleep with it inside me. Come on, slide that hard cock of yours inside my ass and fuck me," I repeated once more.
Jeff raised up and reached over for a pillow. He stuffed it under my ass and I immediately felt the tip of his cock at my hole. He didn't even lube up. I felt the tip work its way inside me, and before I could even take another breath, he pushed ever inch of his hard hairy cock inside my wet slippery hole. His cum still there from the fucking he had given me the night before caused it to slip in easily. I felt my skin up against the curls of his cock, and I wiggled, enjoying the feel of them tickling me.
"God, you are so fucking wet," Jeff groaned.
Jeff began fucking me, his cock working in and out of my wet hole. Each thrust he made caused giant shivers to course up and down my body. Every time he seemed to go even deeper inside me. I thought I was going to pass out, the pleasure was so intense.
"Jeff, your cock feels so fucking good. I love having you in my ass."
"I love fucking you," he assured me.
"Fuck me hard," I ordered. "Pound my ass."
Jeff started slamming me even harder, and each time he drove his dick home, I pushed hard into him, grinding my hairy body into his. Suddenly I felt my cock swell up, and I knew I was about to shoot. One last punch of his cock against my prostate and the first rope of cum flew out of my cock. It landed on my chest. The next rope hit Jeff's chest and ran through his black mat.
"Oh, God, I'm going to shoot," he cried."
"Fill my ass," I told him. "Put more of your cum of there," I groaned.
I felt Jeff's cock swell up inside me, and I shuddered as I felt the first wave of cum spray my insides. My wet ass suddenly felt even wetter as Jeff continued to fill me up with his hot creamy juice.
"Oh, fuck!" he cried out again. He fell down on top of me, our two sticky chests matted together with our wet tangled curls.
For a moment neither of us spoke. We lay there, both of us coming down from our sexual high. There was no need for words, and we both were quite content being in each other's arms. We actually dosed off for a bit, falling asleep together, our arms wrapped around each other.
I came to with a start. I looked over at the clock beside the bed. It was almost noon. I gave him a shake. "Hey, it's noon," I said.
"What?" He raised up and his eyes focused on me.
"I said it's almost noon."
"Trying to be rid of me, are you?"
"You know better. I just know how busy your day is going to be," I pointed out.
Jeff pushed away from me and got off the bed. He reached down and pulled me up with him. "It is going to be busy," he agreed, "and you are going to help me with a lot of shit."
"I am?"
"You know you are," he grinned. "Let's get showered and hit the road."
"Yeah, time is running out for Charles. His days of freedom are almost over."
We hit the shower together and enjoyed spending a little longer together naked and enjoying each other. Suddenly we realized we were running completely out of time. We dressed and headed for Jeff's house. I wasn't planning on coming back to the motel until after the wedding, so I hauled my tux with me.
On the way I asked Jeff what his thoughts were about the wedding. "Are you okay with it all?" I asked.
He didn't even hesitate. He said, "I am very happy for Charles. And Susan is the greatest ever," he added. "I think the two of them will be very happy."
"I think you're right," I agreed. "They seem like a very happy couple."
"Like us." Saying that, Jeff reached over and placed a hand on my leg. "I love you," he smiled.
"I love you. So much," I added. I squeezed his hand gently. We rode the rest of the way in silence. We both knew how we felt, and that was enough for us both.
End of Part 12.
Mark Stevens