This is a fictional story, written purely from my desires and fantasies.
A word of warning before reading this chapter... find someplace to be alone to read it... trust me.
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Loving Conor - Chapter 3
Conor and I walked hand in hand toward his room. The Red Room door was open, and the scene would have made for a wild porn movie. After giving his first blowjob, apparently Rick had decided to go for it, and was now in the sling getting his ass rammed by Tom and his mouth fucked by two other guys. Rick's girlfriend, Tanya, was tied to the post getting her pussy eaten by one girl and her ass eaten by a guy as she watched her boyfriend get fucked. Conor squeezed my hand and snapped me back from the erotic scene. I had to admit that I was turned on, but the simple touch of Conor's hand in mine was what was driving me crazy. Conor said, "It looks fun in there. You can join them if you want." I said, "And miss the opportunity of a lifetime with you? No way!" Conor's smile confirmed I made the right choice.
Conor led us into his room, shut the door, and flipped a switch on the wall. Instead of regular "white" light, the room was illuminated in pale blue. I looked up to see the colored spotlights focused on Conor's photographs... and was yanked into Conor's embrace. Within seconds I was transported into a state of oblivion again as Conor's soft lips kissed mine. I reached up and laced my fingers in Conor's hair and he moaned in my mouth. I moaned in return and found it hard to control my breathing. Conor pulled me in tight against his body, and I could feel his heart beating against my chest and his bulge press against mine. I took a deep breath, inhaled Conor's musky scent, and found it intoxicating. I ran my hands over Conor's back, relishing the feel of his muscles through the soft fabric of his t-shirt. I let my hands slide down past his hips to the curvature of Conor's bubble butt, and smiled at the thought of using it as a pillow. Conor's hands were exploring my body, then he slipped one down the back of my shorts, and I responded by pulling him tight against me, nearly picking him up off the floor. Conor grabbed the back of my t-shirt and lifted, and I let him go long enough for him to peel my shirt off. We kissed once more, then I took Conor's shirt off, taking my time to explore his smooth body with my eyes... blue light and deep shadows enhancing every muscle in his body. I looked into his amazing eyes and saw fire as Conor dropped his shorts to the floor, then reached down and unbuttoned my shorts. In only our briefs, we collided again and kissed. I reached down and massaged Conor's ass again, then moved my hands to feel the very large bulge between his legs. I'm not sure why I was surprised at what I felt down there... everything else about Conor was perfect, why would his cock be anything less? I grabbed the waistband of Conor's shorts, and slowly slipped them off. Connor's cock sprang free, and I gasped. Connor's uncut dick pointed straight up, had a slight upward bend, and was almost as big around as my wrist. I slid my hand lightly up Conor's shaft and was overcome with the desire to have it in my mouth. I started to drop to my knees when Conor said "Wait! I'm sorry, but..." A million thoughts went through my mind all at once. Did I do something wrong? Did Conor decide the age difference mattered after all? Did he find me unattractive? Then Conor said, "I really need to take a piss!" My fears were quickly dismissed, and I smiled at Conor then smacked his ass.
Conor grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. As we got to the toilet, Conor put my hand back on his cock, saying, "Aim!" I caught on a little too late as piss erupted in a fountain from the python in my hand, spraying Conor in the face and chest. Conor grinned and laughed, "I said aim!" Instead of trying to get the rest of his piss in the toilet, I spun Conor around, letting him soak my face and chest too. When the stream of piss stopped, Conor said, "Not a very good shot, are you?" and we both laughed hysterically. Conor walked over and started the water in the shower, then tossed me a towel from the rack, saying "You made it, you clean it." and he barely escaped the tip of my towel as I tried to pop his ass. After quickly wiping up the concrete floor, I pulled my briefs off and joined Conor. As soon as I got in, Conor grabbed my stiff cock, saying "Holy fuck, you could have given Rob a run for his money." I said, "Not quite; Rob had me by at least an inch." Conor grabbed some body wash, handed it to me and said, "You have one more mess to clean." I put some soap in my hands and started with Conor's wide shoulders and nicely shaped pecs, running my fingers over every inch of every muscle. I spent extra time at Conor's nipples and armpits, which drew a moan from his lips, then worked my way over his rippled abs and navel. I ran my fingers through Conor's well defined V lines, causing him to squirm a little, and finally to the perfect cock in front of me. Conor moaned as I stroked his thick dick slowly, enjoying the sight of his foreskin as it hid and then revealed his big cockhead. I let the water rinse the soap away, and was about to drop to my knees again... when Conor turned around and said, "The other side first." I sighed but took the hint and worked my fingers over Conor's shoulders, back, arms, and lats again. Without the barrier of his t-shirt, Conor's skin was smooth and soft, still retaining a youthful quality. I could hardly restrain myself as I took in the sight of Conor's twin, dimpled, bubble cheeks. I added more soap to my hands, then began caressing Conor's amazing ass. As I pulled his cheeks apart, Conor's pink hole was revealed, and my cock jumped. Both Conor and I moaned as I ran my fingers between his cheeks, brushing over his hairless hole, and Conor moaned deep when I pressed the tip of my finger inside. Once again, I found myself going to my knees with thoughts of tonguing Conor's sweet hole, and once again I was thwarted. Conor turned, grabbed the soap, and said "My turn. then began washing my body. As much as I loved the feel of Conor's hands, I could contain myself no longer, which was obvious by the pre cum flowing from my cock. I grabbed Conor by the waist, pulled him in and kissed him hard, then growled, "I need you now." Conor smiled, then said, "Let's take this to the bed." I didn't argue.
As we walked to Conor's bed, I noticed that the lights were now red, instead of blue. Conor saw me glance at the lights and said, "There's green too." I grinned, and said, "That's nice." then tackled Conor, knocking him on his bed with an "Umph!". I grapevined Conor's legs, then pinned his arms and kissed him hard, biting his beautiful lips and sucking his sweet tongue. I had never in my life wanted someone so badly as I wanted the Adonis below me. There was no doubting the love and desire I held for Julie, but there was something about being with another man... this man, that set me on fire. I pried my lips from Conor's sweet mouth, knowing there was a prize waiting for me down below. I kissed and bit down Conor's neck, then moved down and took his nipple in my mouth, sucking and flicking it with my tongue. Conor moaned deeply and responded by grinding his cock into mine, and I could tell his passion rivaled my own. With Conor's arms raised, I planted my face in the soft hair of his armpit and started licking. Conor squirmed a bit, then whispered "Fuck, no one has ever done that to me before. Don't stop." I didn't plan on stopping, and worked both pits to my heart's content. Then, I released Conor's arms and kissed my way down to his hips, causing him to hiss and squirm as I found his ticklish spots. When I got close to his cock, I could smell Conor's precum mixed with sweat, and I couldn't hold myself back.
I grabbed Conor's thick cock, opened my mouth and engulfed the beautiful rod, running my tongue inside the sweet foreskin and around the slick cockhead. The taste of Conor's precum put me in a cock sucking frenzy, and I wanted every inch of the monster cock down my throat. With everything I had, I drove past what should have been my limit, until my nose was buried in red tinted pubes. Conor yelled, "Yeeess! Holy fuck!" I came up for air, then pumped back down, over and over again. Conor pulled my hair and bucked his hips, grunting and fucking my face like a ten dollar whore. My eyes were watering and my jaw was starting to cramp, but I held on until Conor moaned, "Ahhhh f-f-fuck... getting... close..." As much as I wanted Conor's sweet cum, it was too soon. I ripped Conor's hands from my head and let his cock slide from between my wet lips with a pop. Conor sighed, but I quickly pushed his legs up and planted my face between his sweaty ass cheeks, driving my tongue as far as it would go inside him. Conor yelled, "Mother of fuck!" then started pumping his hips again. I pushed Conor's legs further back, and pressed my face in hard, licking his hole over and over. Conor repeated the explicit chant, only louder, when I slid a finger into his pink hole. I continued my barrage on Conor's ass, finger fucking my lover until he started begging "Fuck me... fuck me please!"
My balls had been ready to blow all night, and I wasted no time fulfilling Conor's request. I spread Conor's legs apart, climbed on top of him, stuck my tongue in his mouth, and slowly slipped my cum slick cock inside his hot ass. Conor grabbed my hair in both hands and kissed me... then I froze in place. I whispered; "If I move, I'll cum." Conor said, "Do it. Cum inside me!" I pulled nearly all the way out of Conor's hot hole, then back in, twice and... that's all it took. My eyes rolled back into my head and my body went into spasms as I shot my thick load deep inside my lover. Conor's moans were muffled by my shoulder, and I felt his teeth sink into my skin, the pain only enhancing the pleasure. Conor raked my back with his nails, his body spasmed, and I felt blast after blast of his hot jizz spray between our bodies... and it set me off again. For a second time, waves of pleasure racked my body and I released another load into Conor's sweet hole.
Still paralyzed from my dual orgasims, I could do nothing but lay there in Conor's arms, his quivering body below mine. For a few moments, our ragged breathing was the only sound in the room. Conor broke the silence, "Holy fuck! No one has ever made me cum like that! Did you fucking cum twice?" I couldn't help but laugh when I answered, "Yes." Soon we were both laughing, and I rolled off my cum covered and cum filled lover. It didn't take long for my brain to catch up with the fact that my body was exhausted. Conor must have felt the same because he draped one leg and one arm across my body, kissed me, and... I woke up the next morning, still snuggled with him.
I sincerely hope you followed my advice and found a place to read this alone. If not, I hold no responsibility for the wet spot on your pants ;-)