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PART TWO
A few moments passed as Justin caught his breath, slowly coming down from his orgasm. Eric laid his head on Justin's thick leg, his flushed cheek resting on the muscled inner thigh. He watched the beautiful dick slowly lose its hardness and felt a flutter in his tummy each time his lips brushed softly across the shaft or cock head. Justin's head was still leaning back on the chair and his eyes were closed, but both hands rested on Eric's head, gently caressing him and tracing the fine hairs along his neck.
When he finally raised his head and opened his eyes, he looked down at the Eric and smiled. "Hey, birthday boy," he said quietly with that cute South African accent of his, "Why don't you lose those boxers for me and we'll start working on your next present?"
Surprised, Eric looked up at him. "There's another present?"
"Of course! You didn't think your birthday present was just getting me off did you?"
"I don't know," Eric said. After thinking for a moment, "Maybe. That would have been a pretty damn good present by itself!" he said then laughed.
Justin chuckled. "Well, there's more. Now, go ahead and stand up and let me see you, okay?"
"Okay," came the quiet reply.
Eric stood up and slid the boxers down his legs and to the floor before stepping out of them. His cock, rock hard and with precum flowing out of it, pointed straight out and up a little. Justin looked at Eric's smooth, tight little body as the tip of his tongue unconsciously licked over his lips. He shot Eric that cocky grin again and said, "Come here," then patted his thighs a couple times.
Eric walked over to him, straddling his legs, and then sat down on his lap. Justin wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close. Their chests pressed together as they shared another deep kiss. Their tongues explored each other's mouths and Justin could still taste a hint of his seed. He rubbed up and down Eric's small, smooth back, pulling the two of them closer together. His hands finally settled on the boy's ass, cupping and squeezing it. Feeling the strong hands kneading his bottom, Eric moaned into Justin's mouth and pushed his little ass back into the massaging palms and fingers.
Pulling away from the kiss Justin looked into Eric's eyes and asked, "You like feeling my hands on your ass?"
"Mhhmmm," Eric moaned and nodded his head.
"You like me rubbing you like this?"
"Yes, I do..."
"Good," and with that Justin moved his fingers into Eric's crack, letting them trace up and down, teasing over his tight hole. His eyes closed, his head rolling back onto his shoulders, Eric moaned as he felt the wrestler's finger play with his entry. One hand still holding Eric's ass, Justin moved his other one to Eric's face and traced his lips with a finger. "Get it wet for me," he instructed.
Opening his mouth, Eric took two fingers in and started sucking and licking them, getting them wet, turned on even more knowing that they'd soon be pushing into his hot, little ass. Justin used his thumb to gently stroke Eric's flushed cheek. Pulling them from Eric's pretty lips, he moved them back down to his ass and started teasing the boy, moving his fingers in slow circles over his outside ring. Throwing his head back and moaning again, Eric pushed his ass down on Justin's fingers, wanting them inside him, feeling his hole twitch and contract, needing it so badly. Seeing the look on Eric's face, knowing he was ready, Justin slowly begin to push both fingers in. Eric grunted and groaned, feeling a brief rush of pain as his tight hole stretched around those two fingers. But it hurt so good and his rigid cock jerked and pumped even more precum out, dripping it onto the wrestler's stomach. Pushing his two fingers deeper and deeper, Justin begin to slowly explore. His fingers stroked and rubbed against those sensitive inner walls and Eric begin to push his ass back and forth, fucking himself, feeling the digits inside him massage his tight chute.
With his fingers now buried all the way inside Eric's ass, Justin found the birthday boy's prostate and begin to finger it, gently rubbing and tapping it. An electric shock of pleasure shot through Eric's body and his hard cock throbbed, precum pouring out of it like a leaky faucet. Breathing hard, his body in overload and feeling like he could blow any second, Eric locked his blue eye's on Justin's and said, "Fuck me!"
That cocky smile again, "You wanna get fucked?"
"Mmmmm yes..." was the moaned answer.
Still fingering that tight ass, working his little spot over and over again, making Eric squirm and wiggle around he asked, "You want me to fuck the cum out of you?"
"I do. I need it."
"You want to feel me blow inside you? Have my load fill your little ass?"
Eric, beyond words with need, just nodded and bit his bottom lip, desperate now to be fucked. Without another word, the wrestler cupped the boy's ass in his hands and stood up, lifting Eric with him. His legs wrapped around Justin's waist, he pushed his mouth to his, kissing him deeply as he was effortlessly carried across the room to the bed. Bending over slightly, Justin set him down gently on the bed and then laid down next to him on his back, his hands crossed behind his head, his once again very hard dick pointing towards the ceiling.
Sitting on the bed, his eyes glued to Justin's hard dick Eric said, "I wanna ride you."
"Then ride me," came the reply.
Climbing on top, Eric began to lower himself onto Justin's rock hard dick. Groaning, he felt the thick, flared head stretch his tight hole open as it pushed into his ass. Justin moaned now, too as the soft, warm ass enveloped his drooling dick. Slowly, inch by inch, Eric lowered himself further and further, feeling the hard dick push deeper into his ass. Finally he could feel the pubes pressed against his tightly stretched hole and he leaned forward, kissing across Justin's smooth chest, taking each nipple into his mouth for a moment, licking and biting at them. A sigh escaped Justin's mouth and the feelings of Eric's tongue on his nipples caused him to buck his hips, jabbing his hard dick in further. With that, the boy began to slowly ride his wrestler. Eric moved one hand to his rigid, leaking cock and began to jerk it off while his other hand slid along his chest to his little nipples. He used his fingertips to pinch and gently twist his hard nipples as his tight ass rode up and down. Justin, wanting to give his boy as much pleasure as he could, started bucking up into Eric and moving his hips in small circular motions, causing his hard dick to grind into that spot in Eric's ass, hitting his button over and over.
"Oh, god ... mmmm ..." Eric moaned loudly.
Justin slid his hands down Eric's back to his ass so he could cup and rub him as he rode. Getting closer and closer to shooting, Eric started biting on his lower lip again as he picked up the pace. Riding faster and faster now, he could feel the flared ridge of Justin's cock head inside him slamming into his spot.
"Uhhh, I'm getting close!" Eric panted, his head thrown back, riding that hard dick like he'd dreamed of so many times.
"Shoot," Justin said. "Shoot your load all over me, birthday boy."
The feeling of his own hands on his cock and nipples, Justin's hands on his ass, the hard dick fucking him, and the sound of that cute South African accent telling him to shoot was all too much and it pushed him over the edge. Moaning non-stop now, his hard cock began to blow. Huge shots of cum, one after the other went splashing all over the wrestler's stomach, chest, and throat. A few shots even got on his face and the pillow his head was resting on. His ass kept pulsing around Justin's dick and his own cock kept blowing its huge load. Long after he'd stopped jerking it, there was still cum oozing out of it; there was cum everywhere.
As his orgasm began to subside, Eric bent down and begin licking his cum off Justin's chest and neck. He watched Eric swallowing his load and thought, 'Fuck, that's hot.' Feeling the warm, wet tongue cleaning up all that cum was a major turn on, too. Justin's dick was very hard and still buried deep in Eric's tight little ass; it throbbed inside Eric and the wrestler slowly fucked in and out a couple times. Still eating his cum off Justin's chest, Eric moaned and his own cock started to get hard again as he felt the pleasure of his ass being filled with dick. It was powerful and intense.
In one smooth, graceful motion Justin wrapped his arms around the Eric's back, sat up and rolled over so that he was now on top. Justin was between Eric's spread legs and his hard dick was still buried deep in his ass. Looking down, Justin's eyes roamed over the smooth chest below him down to the boy's cute little tummy. His eyes continued down to Eric's cock, once again hard, and then finally came to rest on the sight of his own dick buried deep in that ass, the tight little hole stretched around it.
His eyes moved to Eric's blue ones looking up at him, "You are so fucking sexy. And now I've really got to finish fucking you cause I feel like I'm going to explode if I don't shoot this load soon. And this load, all my fucking cum, belongs right up inside your little ass..." Then Justin pulled his dick almost all the way out, the flared cock head tugging at the inside of Eric's hole, then slammed it back it.
The breath and a groan escaped Eric's mouth as that hard dick pushed deep into him. He fucked his boy hard and deep, pounding into the willing bottom over and over. Each time Justin would push back inside him, Eric could feel his asshole spread for the wrestler's hard dick, opening up for him. He realized his cock was harder than it had ever been, so stiff it almost ached. Every time Justin's dick hit his spot, his cock would throb and leak more precum. It was beginning to pool in his bellybutton and run down the sides of his tummy. As Justin fucked him harder and faster, Eric moved his hands to the wrestler's ass, trying to pull him even further into him. The dick inside him slammed against his prostate over and over again, the flared ridges of the cock head massaging back and forth over it. Each time it hit his little button, waves of pleasure would radiate out from Eric's ass making him moan and arch his back up off the bed. It felt amazing and he was gasping now as Justin fucked him relentlessly.
He could feel his load building from deep down inside, like it was literally being fucked out of him. They were both sweating now and breathing hard. Suddenly Eric's untouched cock begin to jerk and throb. He was going to shoot again and he'd never even touched himself. And then another orgasm crashed over him. His cock begin spewing cum all over his chest and tummy as Eric arched his back off the bed, trying to get even more of that hard dick inside him.
The boy's ass and tight hole clenched and gripped Justin's dick. That feeling along with the sight of the boy's untouched cock shooting cum all over was more than he could take. With one, last brutal shove he buried his dick as deeply as he could into Eric and begin to blow his own load. Eric could feel the steaming hot cum blast into his ass and wash over his prostate as Justin's cock head continued rubbing against it. This caused more shots from his own cock, four or five total, more and more spilling out of his slit and onto his tummy, which was now painted with more cum than he ever knew his balls could make.
As they both began to slowly come down from their intense orgasms, their breathing returning to normal, Eric could still feel Justin's dick sort of twitching inside him. He slowly rocked in and out of Eric's hole, making the boy moan and another drop or two of cum spurt out of his cock. Finally, Justin gently pulled his softening dick from the well-used hole and laid down beside Eric on the bed.
Rolling over, he softly kissed the boy on one of his blushing cheeks. "So, good birthday presents?" Justin asked and smiled.
Eric giggled. "Mmmm ... best birthday ever."
"Good. Anything else you want?"
After thinking for a moment Eric looked at him and said, "Well, I never did get your autograph."
Justin laughed. "We can fix that," reaching over he used his finger to sign his name in the cum coating Eric's tummy.
Feeling the finger trace the letters over his smooth skin, Eric giggled again. "That tickles!"
"All done," Justin announced. "Now you've got my autograph."
"Mhm," Eric sighed, feeling content and sleepy.
Rolling on his side and draping his arm over Eric's chest, pulling him closer Justin asked, "So, you and The Miz know each other?"
"Kinda."
"Have you ever gotten his autograph?"
"Yeah, and his fedora."
"No," Justin said. "That's not what I meant. Have you ever gotten an autograph from him like you just got from me?"
Eric's eyes popped open, surprised at the question. "You mean?" he trailed off then continued, "You mean he'd be into something like this?"
Justin smiled again. "You never know, birthday boy! You never know..."
THE END