The Swimmer

The Swimmer (c) By Lee Mariner

April 2003

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• • • • • • • • Chapter #3

Standing just inside the doors of the Atrium I watched Connor burst from the water and land on the edge of the pool with the athletic ability and grace of an experienced swimmer. It was fascinating watching him finish the maneuver by placing his foot on the pool coping and in a single powerful movement he stood, water streaming from his glistening muscular body. Shaking his head as he had done earlier the water cascaded from his hair in a shower of sparkling diamonds around him and his muscles rippled as he used his hands and squeezed the remaining water from his hair.

I hadn't noticed two young ladies were standing a few feet from me looking out the Atrium windows into the pool area until I heard one of them gasp and exclaim excitedly. "My God Kellie, look at that gorgeous boy by the pool, what a hunk. I told you we should have swam in the outdoor pool but no, you had to have air-conditioning."

"Oh heavens Adrian, how was I to know he would be out there? Besides, you know how quickly I burn and blister."

"You and your delicate skin. . . . .I'd like to get burned by that hunk. Look at those muscles, oh my god he is awesome."

"Jeez girl, he only has one muscle your interested in and you can't see it. Come on, he's leaving. Mom and Dad warned us not to be late or they would leave without us. We can see some boys at Six Flags Over Georgia."

"Maybe but I bet they won't look as hot as him, woof."

Both girls passed in front of me, the one named Adrian staring out the window watching Connor as he walked across the grass. I moved quickly through the packed swimming Atrium and down the corridor towards my room. Connor was coming through the door at the end of the corridor one towel around his neck and another up under his arm.

"You had a couple of female admirers but they were watching you from the Atrium." I said unlocking and opening the door.

"I think we both did out in the pool. That dude looking at us had to be either gay or bi. That girl he was with had him pinned in the corner." He said following me into the room and tossing his towels in the direction of one of the rooms chairs, he missed.

"Damn." I said while sliding the night safety chain into his slot. "The room has really cooled off since I turned the A/C on earlier."

When I turned from the door, Connor was standing directly behind me stark naked, holding his swimsuit in one hand and rubbing his flat stomach with the other, his fingers sliding over the base of his thick shaft. I wasn't expecting it and he caught me off guard and I couldn't move but my cock surged.

II

His cock hung down from a thick dark patch of silky pubic hair over walnut size balls. Little drops of water glistened, trapped in his dark pubic hair and his cock was slowly swelling, stretching as he moved his hand over his flat hair covered pelvis, his fingers playing with the silky hair surrounding its thick base.

Dropping his suit he inhaled deeply and as he exhaled he ran both hands down deep in his crotch and lifted his balls and cock with his fingers, waving its hardening uncut length from side to side the foreskin slid slowly back from its velvety purple crown as the blood filled its smooth thick magnificent length. His hard tight muscles glowed golden in the reflected sunlight and his eyes gleamed, filled with sparkling golden flecks. I stood frozen, mesmerized by the sheer gorgeous beauty of Connor and his huge thick cock.

"Are you going to just stand there Kyle or do you need me to take your suit off?" He said moving towards me teasingly waving and rotating his hard cock in circles. "From the size of that bulge maybe we'll have to cut it off."

I didn't say anything; I just stood staring at him and his long thick shaft protruding from its silky soft nest. His eyes held mine and there was an impish grin playing at the corners of his soft succulent lips. He slid his fingers between the suit and my pelvis and I shuddered, an electric shock flowing through me down into the depths of my loins. My balls tightened and my cock ached to be free of restraint. Every nerve in my body quivered with anticipation and Connor seemed to be moving torturously, agonizingly slow. I know he wasn't deliberately prolonging the moment but I wanted so badly to touch him and be touched by him he seemed to be moving in slow motion as he reached towards the waistband of my swimsuit.

III

Connor pulled on the waistband of my suit stretching it and pushing down, as he pulled. I sucked my gut in, feeling a weakness in my legs as my cock sprang free from restraint and slapped up against my flattened stomach. I exhaled almost sighing and I heard him suck air into his lungs as my suit fell around my ankles. Connor slid his arms around my waist and pulled us together, forcefully grinding his pelvis against mine.

Reacting automatically, my arms went around his neck and we held each other kissing passionately, tongues twisting like rapiers within the ravenous cavities of our mouths. I could feel the tension in Connor's tight muscles as he pressed his body too mine, hard cocks rolling over each other, as we pressed tighter. He was a tightly coiled spring in the grasp of my arms, waiting to be released and we both were panting excitedly, our hearts pounding with the same quick rhythm.

We laid our heads on each others shoulders breathing deeply trying to release some of the pressure of passion that was building between us and after what seemed an eternity we both lifted our heads looking into each others eyes and we leaned backwards a little still firmly encircled in each others arms. Connor flexed his smooth biceps drawing me slightly tighter and gently twisting his sinewy forearms I could feel his upper body and arm muscles relaxing and he dropped one hand pressing against the small of my back as he pushed and gyrated his hips slowly grinding our cocks between us. I could feel the stickiness of pre-cum oozing from my throbbing cock mixing with the fluids leaking from Connor's pulsing shaft and we both sort of moaned feeling the ecstasy of being almost joined at the hips.

"Christ Connor." I said softly, squeezing his hard biceps and running my hands across his hard muscled chest. "Were acting like a couple of school kids just learning what sex is."

"Yeah, we are aren't we?" He said grinning and agreeing with me. "I got so fucking hot looking at you out by the pool I almost bust a nut. You don't know how hot & sexy you looked stretched out on the lounger. Smooth flowing tight muscles, gleaming flame tipped auburn hair and a big bulge in your crotch. When I sat on the edge of the pool and saw you had green eyes I could have died I was so fucking horny. Jesus Kyle, you turned me on like a frigging firecracker."

"No more than you on the diving board." I said pulling my arms from around his neck and running my hands down over his backs hard smooth muscles, feeling the tightness of his butt cheeks.

"Do you like what your feeling?" He said softly, running the tip of his tongue over his lips, his eyes gleaming.

"I like everything about you." I said brushing his lips with mine feeling the hot tip of his tongue peeking from between his lips. "Your something else Connor, I've never held anyone as gorgeous as you are."

We stood holding each other almost as if we were afraid to let go for fear one or the other might disappear. My whole body ached with wanting him and making it worse we both were starting to perspire, not sweat just a light sheen and Connor, breathing softly, glistened in my arms.

The longer he and I slowly rotated our hips the friction created by our precum slick cocks moving entangled with each other over their beds of soft silky hair, the worse the pressure was becoming between us.

Connor moved his hands up and down my back and I shivered feeling his touch. He leaned close and placing his lips at my ear he whispered, "You sell yourself short Kyle and if we don't get in that bed, I'm going to bust my nuts standing right here and that would be a waste this time. Cripes man, I can't take but so much of this horny play stuff, I wanna suck your cock not just feel it playing with mine."

IV

Throwing the coverlet back I slid across the sheets into the middle and Connor in his excitement was right behind me. He was as horny as I was and with the agility and grace of an athlete he twisted his body around stretching out beside me his hard cock in my face. When I felt his hot mouth on my cock, I gasped, "Christ Conner, suck it babe" and I devoured his thick throbbing cock feeling it slid down, down deep in my throat until my chin was resting in his thick silken nest of pubic hair.

Connor groaned deep in his diaphragm, as his cock slid down into my throat, and shock waves of pleasure coursed over me and I pushed my cock deeper into his soft vibrating throat. Swallowing and squeezing, his throat muscles caressed the thick length of my cock and I trembled feeling the juices boiling in my nuts starting to rise inexorably with increasing force to explode deep in Connor's throat.

"Please God." I subconsciously thought, "Not now, not yet" and I reached down holding his head tight hoping the exquisite sensation of reaching a climatic explosion would subside. Conner must have felt the tension in my swelling cock and it didn't help when he wrapped his tongue around and over my cock and gripping the base with his lips he sucked with the force of a pump drawing my life's juices from the depths of my loins. In a euphoric state of ecstasy I melted against his body holding him tightly, gripping and sucking his cock with the ferocity of a hungry calf feeding at his mothers teat. The low soft moan from deep in his chest vibrated through my thickening cock and every muscle in my body tightening with the deliciously agonizing pain of my seed gushing from my throbbing cock, flowing down his throat. My back arched tighter with each spasm of my erupting cock and suddenly Connor grabbed my head and rammed his thick cock down my throat holding my head tight against his pelvis.

It felt as if a dam had broken filling my throat and mouth with hot molten streams of bittersweet thick cream. Connor moaned and twisted his body, his back arching and his hips driving his cock deeper. I could feel his cock pulsing as each stream of his seed erupted sending more of his sweet molten seed down my throat.

It felt like an eternity had passed while our bodies trembled and quivered, emptying our life into each other in an almost never-ending stream. I could feel Connor gripping the base of my softening cock and working his tongue he slowly stripped and swallowed the last drops he could squeeze from my cock as it slipped from his lips. The remnants of his sperm tasted sweet and I stripped his softening cock clean as he pulled it slowly from between my lips.

We both rolled over on our backs breathing heavy, sucking air into our gasping lungs. The earlier sheen of perspiration had become a torrent of hot sweat pouring from of us.

We were laying quietly beside each other breathing deeply and reveling in the soft afterglow of intensely masculine sex when Connor turned and laying his head on my thigh he slipped an arm under my leg and then laid his hand over my soft cock and slack nut sac. With his free hand he slowly moved his fingers over my stomach and chest. I lay quietly enjoying the feel of his touch and my cock started stirring slight.

Connor blew his hot breath on my stirring cock and running his hand down my chest he let his middle finger slide between the abdominal muscles before sliding his fingers into the thickness of my dark pubic hair the back of his hand supporting my lengthening shaft. My muscles were relaxed and his soft caressing fingers were like warm stimulating breezes blowing over me. I turned my head and reached for his semi-hard cock when he put his hand on top of mine stopping me and I felt his lips kissing and moving over the tender underside of my cock. He took the head in his mouth and with his lips he pushed the foreskin back until the sensitive glans were exposed and gently washed it with his tongue. My hips involuntarily bucked trying to drive my shaft into the depths of his throat but he removed his mouth and sat up looking down at me.

His eyes sparkled with excitement and his lips were succulently moist. He held my arm preventing me from reaching his hard shaft sticking up like a thick javelin, its point sheathed. Leaning over me he lowered his head and kissed my lips softly and when I tried to lift my head he withdrew his eyes laughing.

"Fuck Connor, you get your rocks off and then you like torturing a guy? What did you say about not standing foreplay?"

"Not really Kyle, you are fantastic and as much as I want more of you, I gotta be getting home. My grandmother is going to have a fit now."

"Then why get me all hot and horny again and then run off? Shit, that's not very fair."

Connor giggled like a little boy his beautiful hazel eyes shining and except for his magnificently muscled body he might have been a young boy but his body and cock gave that the lie. He released my arms and moved down the bed just a little, looking at me intently.

"Can you meet me tomorrow Kyle? I'll take you where we can spend the rest of the day together and if you want all night." He said softly his eyes locked with mine.

"Sure I can Connor, I'm not leaving until Monday morning. But where do you want to go, what will we need if you want to spend the night someplace?"

"Some place I have never taken anyone else. My grandmothers flying to El Paso, Texas in the morning to visit here youngest sister and I can meet you at the corner of Montenegro and 10th St in front of the St. Aloysius Catholic Church at 10 o'clock. She won't be back until next Wednesday and we can spend Saturday and Sunday together if you want. Will you do it Kyle please? Will you meet me tomorrow?"

What the hell was I going to say? One of the most gorgeous, magnificent young men I had ever met was begging me to spend two days with him. I don't know who said, "strike while the iron is hot" but my mother hadn't raised a fool and my throbbing cock wanted his tight ass.

"In the morning Connor, 10 o'clock." I said and he sprang forward wrapping his arms around my neck kissing me.

"You don't need to bring anything not even a bathing suit." He said excitedly, jumping up from the bed his thick still half hard cock swinging like a heavy clock pendulum.

V

Unrolling his rolled up towel a pair of khaki shorts and a white t-shirt fell out. He put them on and it struck me again how damned fantastically handsome he was even in just a t-shirt and shorts.

I guess I was in a half dazed state watching him and when he leaned over to kiss me, I reached for him and he dodged away, playfully laughing, and said," tomorrow Kyle. We'll have two days together. Don't forget, 10 o'clock" and he disappeared out the door like a will-o-the-wisp. I sat naked on the side of the bed sweat running down my chest soaking the thick pubic hair surrounding the base of my limp cock hanging over my balls.

I was still so fucking horny, I wasn't sure I could last that long without jerking off. Breathing heavily I fell back on the bed running my hands around and down over my hot sweaty body into my crotch gripping my aching cock & balls tight. Sucking air into my lungs I squeezed tight, releasing the air from my lungs in a long quivering sigh.

"Jesus." I thought, swinging off the bed and heading for the bathroom and a shower. "What an afternoon."

VI I stayed in the shower for a long time, enjoying the tepid water flowing over my tingling body. I sponged down with cinnamon scented body foam thoroughly enjoying the soft relaxing feel of the sponge massaging the tenseness from hard muscles.

Finishing my shower I shaved, combed my thick auburn hair and then applied a small amount of English Leather cologne hoping it wouldn't conflict with the cinnamon body foam. I felt a little nervous or maybe apprehensive is a better way to explain it. The room seemed to be sort of empty since Connor left.

Slipping on tan linen slacks with a pair of ox-blood Florshiem loafers and a mint green golf shirt I went to the motel dining room for dinner. The red glow of the sun setting in the west poured through the windows of the corridor leading to the motel lobby and dining room and the pool/patio area seemed to be empty. Out of curiosity I stopped and looked to where the couple had been making out under the dark green canopy. They were gone and I smiled thinking about them and meeting Connor, not dissimilar.

VII

The young couple Connor and I had seen in the pool were sitting at a table on the far side of the room and he looked up as I walked in. I nodded in their direction and waited for the hostess. I asked for a table close to the salad bar and as the hostess led me through the tables I could see his eyes following me. Sitting down at the table and accepting the menu, I glanced his way again and he diverted his eyes; talking to the young lady he was dining with.

They both were dressed somewhat plainly but tastefully. At the distance I was sitting, his eyes were dark, probably blue or hazel. His slacks looked like they were light blue seersucker & his tasseled loafers were black. He was wearing an open throated white linen short sleeve shirt and no undershirt; I could see the impression of his dark breasts and nipples and his biceps filled the sleeves of his shirt.

I had an Old Fashioned before dinner and they were drinking a white wine. Every now and then I would see his eyes drift my way & I wondered if Connor was correct in his assessment that he was either gay or bi-sexual.

Dinner went quickly with he and I casually glancing at each other. During dinner she never looked in my direction and I couldn't help but wonder if she was stupid or blind, he didn't seem to be trying to be at all covert. They finished before I did and leaving the dining room he glanced back at me. I didn't get any indication of a rendezvous' if he intended one and I was horny enough to wish he did.

It was still early when I finished dinner and instead of returning to my room I decided to kill an hour or two in the motel sports bar. The Old Fashioned I had with my dinner was delicious and it said another would taste just as good.

VIII

There were several people scattered around the bar sitting at small cocktail tables and a few in booths. The bar was almost empty except for two older men and one older lady that depended on poorly applied makeup to retain her faded youth. The television behind the bar was tuned to Fox News covering the Afghanistan war with sub-titles instead of sound. There was a non-descript CD of some nature playing but not so loud that you were in danger of losing your hearing. No one paid the slightest attention as I walked in they were lost in himself or herself.

The bartender was young & muscular with black hair & brilliant blue eyes. He was wearing black jeans and a tight sleeveless undershirt. When he saw me sitting down he moved in my direction wiping the already wiped bar, grinning and flashing a mouthful of even white teeth, "what'll you have?"

I ordered another Old Fashioned and before I finished he said. "I fixed the other one for you, how was it? We don't get much call for that kind of drink here. Usually my customers want Mexican beers or Cuba Libras them sweet drinks. Ugh!"

"Thanks but no thanks, I'll stick with the bourbon drinks or a cold Bud Lite. Tonight bourbon."

"That sounds serious." He said glancing at me as he fixed the drink. "I put a hunk of orange and cherries on the other one, you still want'em?"

"Just the cherries, you can keep the orange slice."

"Ahhhhh, a man after my own heart. I go for cherries myself, not many around here anymore though." He said chuckling.

"I haven't been here long enough to find that out." I said sipping the drink and looking around.

The bartender was probably about my age, 27, and hunky. The sleeveless undershirt was effective in showing off his well-developed chest, hard biceps and thick forearms with a light covering of hair. There was a tuft of black hair showing above his undershirt hem and he had a clean-cut craggy but gentle face, square jawed and a heavy 5 o'clock shadow and he had the look of swinging both ways.

When I ordered my second drink the bourbon was stronger and it caught my breath for a second. I held the drink looking at him a little teary eyed. "Great drink." I said saluting him with the glass.

"Glad you like it. You passing through?" He asked while cleaning glasses under the bar.

"Passing through. I've used the motel before but I haven't been in here. Usually too tired except to eat and crash."

"The motel could use a few more eaters and crashers and I need a few more drinkers. It has been so frigging hot, no one is traveling or even coming in for a drink."

"I know what you mean. I'm in finance and our business is off." I said.

"Maybe your bringing me luck, here's another customer now." He said nodding behind me.

The good-looking guy I had seen earlier eased up to the bar sitting one stool away from me and he ordered a Miller Lite.

Close up he looked even better and like the bartender, he wore his clothes for effect. The white shirt was so thin it came close to being a second skin and barely hid his dark tan. His slacks were tight and outlined a perfect bubble butt in back and a nice bulge in front.

After his beer was put in front of him with a glass, he lifted the bottle tipping the long neck in my direction. I saluted him with my glass taking a small sip and he put the bottle to his lips. His Adams apple moved up and down as he swallowed and sucked on the neck of the bottle. My cock surged sharply starting to swell watching the way he sucked the beer from the bottle.

Sitting the bottle on the bar with a sigh of satisfaction after taking a long drink, he looked at me. "I enjoy a cold beer after dinner."

"I take it you don't like using a glass."

"No, something about the taste. I like beer in long necked bottles not in glasses or cans. You a beer drinker?"

"On occasion. The fridge in my room has beer and drinks but I don't like drinking alone."

"In that case, mind if I join you since I'm alone too?" He said moving to the stool next to mine.

"Not at all but didn't I see you with a lady in the dining room and out by the pool earlier?"

"Yeah, my wife. She's in the room watching some silly woman's movie on the Lifetime channel. Every time I get horny she isn't. When she turns that mushy stuff on I can tell I'm not getting any. Weren't you with a young good-looking kid at the pool? I saw you in the dining room eating alone." He said turning towards me, spreading his legs and letting his hand rest on his thigh his fingers hanging close to the bulge in his crotch.

"You mean Connor." I said, slowly letting my eyes rove over his broad chest and down into his crotch where his fingers were tickling his bulging cock. "We aren't related, I just met him this afternoon when I was swimming."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought he was your son or nephew. He's a really good looking boy."

"You're right, he is, Mr. . . . " I said twisting sideways on my stool and spreading my legs. I was tempted to tell him Connor might not like being called a boy, not with what he had swinging between his legs.

"Sorry again." He said. "Derek Masters. We're on vacation from Chicago." He said draining the rest of his beer, his eyes taking stock of my equipment.

"Kyle Maddox from Yuma." I said softly, running my hand down over my swelling cock.

"Nice meeting you Kyle. I wonder where the bartender is?" He said a little nervously but playing suggestively with the neck of his empty bottle and looking around.

"I know we just met Derek but why pay for drinks when the fridge in my room is full. Your wife is watching TV and I am alone so that makes more sense to me. We can turn the TV on and catch the Suns game instead of this Afghan stuff. How about it?" I said quietly.

He hesitated for a minute his eyes locked with mine and then he almost whispered, looking nervously around the room. "I need to take a piss first, what room are you in? I'll meet you there."

"1120 past the Atrium." I said as he slipped from the stool.

The bartender walked up as he left, his towel over his shoulder. "Did he say if he wanted another beer?" He asked.

"He said something about taking a leak but I've got to be going, it's been a long day. Run the tab against my room #1120 & add an 18% tip." I said.

IX

When I reached my room, I flipped the TV on and found the Suns game. I was slipping my robe on after stripping my clothes off when there was a light tentative knock on the door. I checked through the peephole before opening the door just to be on the safe side.

Derek came inside and I closed the door locking it. When I turned he pressed me against the door, his hands groping, his lips on mine.

His onslaught caught me off guard for a moment but I adjusted and returned his kiss with as much fervor as him. The bulge in his crotch pressed against me as he ground his hips into mine and he was trying to get my robe off but I stopped him. "Whoa Derek, ease up. How about getting out of those clothes?"

He kicked his shoes off and pulled his shirt off popping a couple of buttons as he did. Derek wasn't wearing any briefs and when his slacks dropped his thick cut cock jutted out from his thick pubic patch. His cock wasn't long but it was adequate and thick. He stood naked, immobile in front of me his thick muscular chest rising and falling rapidly as he breathed running his tongue over his lips.

I let my robe fall to the floor and his eyes were glittering with excitement looking at me. Moving to him I put my arms around his waist and pulling him closer I guided my cock between his legs felling his soft crotch hair. He moaned in my arms leaning backwards and squeezing his thighs tight.

"Oh yeah, man that feels good." He cooed running his hands over my chest and squeezing my chest muscles.

"Feel good Derek? You like the feel of my cock between your legs rubbing over your asshole?"

"Yeah man, keep it up and I'll cum all over you. Christ Kyle, I haven't had sex in weeks and jerking off gets old after awhile." He said locking his fingers behind my neck his hazel eyes filled with passion and lust.

I moved my cock between his legs a few short thrusts hearing him moan and closing his eyes he responded moving his hips in rhythm with mine. I was so horny; I could feel cum churning in my nuts and starting to rise from my loins. Brushing his lips with mine I whispered in his ear, "Lets get in bed Derek."

We got in bed and Derek lay on his back. I covered his body with mine letting his cock and mine play as we moved against each other. The precum oozing between us was sticky and when my cock slipped between his legs again he opened them instead of tightening up and he wrapped them around my hips pushing down on the small of my back with his heels.

"Fuck me Kyle, please fuck my ass." He pleaded his eyes glistening.

"Let me get a condom and some lube." I said lifting off of him.

Rolling the condom over the throbbing length of my cock, I lubed it and then Derek's ass. He took three fingers up his ass moaning all the time I rotated them around loosening his sphincter. When I touched his prostate, his cock jerked, thick precum flowed and his ass tightened around my fingers like a vice.

Lifting his legs on my shoulders I leaned forward and Derek reached around his raised hips, grabbing my cock and guiding it to his asshole. I pushed and the head of my cock slipped inside his ass and his eyes widened gleaming, his sphincter tightening at the invasion of my thick shaft and I hesitated when he groaned loudly.

"Jesus Christ that hurts. Oh shit Kyle, you feel like a frigging bull in my ass."

"We don't have to do this if you don't want Derek. I don't want to hurt you." I said starting to pull him hips back.

"Don't you dare." He growled, his ass gripping my cock tighter. "Fuck me bull baby, fill my ass with hot meat."

I couldn't help but think about Connors huge magnificent cock and I pushed steadily ignoring his moaning until I felt my pubic hair pressing against his soft perineum and pushing his balls up. Derek was panting and sweat was pouring from both of us. He dropped his legs around my waist and I put both hands on either side of his chest leaning forward pressing his thighs against him. Lowering my head we kissed and I started to move my cock in and out of his ass with the force of a piston engine driving deep into his bowels.

Derek groaned with each thrust lifting his hips to meet mine, tightening his legs around my waist, and raking his fingers across the taut muscles of my back. I was in a euphoric fog of lust and I heard Derek moaning, "Yeah baby fuck me, fuck that ass. Oh god it feels so good."

Passion and lust took control and we both were rutting like sex-starved animals. My muscles tightened as the fire in by loins burned. I could feel hot cum rising in my cock ready to explode and fill Derek's ass and I looked down from where I was straining over him.

His chest was heaving, muscles straining and I twisted my hips driving & dragging my cock over his prostate. He screamed squeezing my biceps and lifting his hips he trembled, his cock jerking and swelling, shooting thick streams of hot cum over his chest and stomach.

We both were controlled by lust filled ecstasy and I grabbed his hips driving my cock as deep as I could feeling it swell and harden, erupting with volcanic force, gushing hot molten sperm deep in his bowels. Bolts of fiery excitement shot through me and I could feel the muscles in my body straightening drawing as taut as bowstring and I pushed my head in the pillow next to his ear growling deep in my chest from the intense feelings that filled me. Derek and I were almost in a state of erotic limbo gasping, our hearts racing, the warmth of sated sex flowing through relaxing muscles.

Moaning softly his legs fell from around my waist and I collapsed on his broad muscled chest feeling the stickiness of his sperm spread cementing us together. His ass twitched when my limp shaft slipped from his ass and he put his arms around me whispering.

"Thanks Kyle, that was awesome."

"You didn't do bad." I mumbled in the pillow next to his ear.

X

I could hear the static of the TV as we slipped off cum and sweat mixed between us. I felt Derek move from under me during the night and the shower running. I don't know what time it was when he slipped out of the room after kissing me on the cheek but I remember what he said before he left.

"Thanks stud. Maybe we will meet again and you can shove that bull cock of yours in my ass. I hope so."

I heard the door click shut and I remember thinking of Connor and what Derek had said about a bulls cock.

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