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MASON

I ’d lost all hesitation. My lust for Connor overshadowed any lingering doubts. His concern for me and what I might have been feeling only made him more desirable.

I looked over his body. His bronze skin was flawless, and there was not a whisper of body hair. His eyes burned with longing, and it forced me to take his mouth again aggressively. I sucked his tongue into my mouth with such abandon that it made him groan, and I felt it vibrate down my throat. His moans were guttural with want. I breathed in his subtle citrus cologne and wanted every one of my senses to commit him to memory, he felt so good.

Kissing was my weakness. I loved nothing better. It was a sure-fire way to push my buttons and make me instantly hard. Pulled his tongue back, Connor bit my lower lip with force. I didn’t even care if his bite broke my skin, but I didn’t taste blood. We seemed almost to fight each other’s aggressiveness, but being new to man-play, I figured I’d let him take the reins.

We kept kissing as he pushed me back from the front of the cab, and we hit the mattress platform with a thud that made us both grunt. I had wrapped my arms around him tightly through our tongue battle, and the move to the bed created a momentum that dropped us heavily onto the mattress, with him on top of me. We were positioned across the mattress, with our legs hanging over the edge.

Our cocks rutted against each other, and I could tell I was leaking precum from the wetness in my briefs. Tonight was going to be my undoing, having not been with anyone in such a long time. Connor was my ticket to paradise.

I braced myself on my elbows, staring down at him as he slid to his knees. “I never thought it could feel so good to be with a man,” I said as I looked over his face. “You’re beautiful, Connor.” He flushed at the compliment. His hair was tussled by my greedy hands through his strands earlier, but it only added to his handsome features.

His hands traveled from my chest down to my hips. From there, he tucked his fingers under my denim-covered ass, and the forceful action made my breath hitch. I was uncomfortably hard, and the tight jeans weren’t helping.

“Let me take care of you,” he said softly. I stayed braced on my elbows, and he never let his eyes leave mine as his hands found the top button of my jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down.

The outline of my hard cock strained against my boxer briefs, and his look of appreciation was evident. He had me raise my hips off the mattress, and in one swift move, he pulled my jeans down. Connor pushed them past my ankles onto the floor and swept them to the side. I saw him reach down to his jeans and undo them, pushing them down to his knees, revealing a red jockstrap. My eyes widened at the bright color.

Connor brought his hands back up to my thighs, his eyes riveted on them. A slight smile curled his lips, and he licked them as if he was about to feast. His mouth found my inner thigh and licked it teasingly. His nose pressed into my balls as his mouth sucked hard, and I knew he’d just marked me. I let out a loud groan as I shuddered with excitement, feeling my pulse race. I could see the ever-growing precum stain on my boxer briefs, and I wanted my cock free from its cotton restraint.

He brushed his nose against my bulge, bringing his mouth up over the fabric. Connor sucked at the head of my cock, relishing the salty precum through the cotton. “Connor…please,” I begged in a low rumble.

With that, he reached up and brought my underwear down, my dick slapping against my body as he pulled them off. The only things I had left on were my socks, but Connor didn’t bother to remove them. Instead, he freed his cock from the jockstrap, and his rigid stiffness sprang free. It was beautiful. He stayed on his knees and took in my exposed manhood, and all I wanted was his mouth on me.

With one hand on his cock, he reached up with the other to grab the base of my dick. He seemed mesmerized at the foreskin sheathing most of the hidden head. He licked his upper lip as he wrapped his hand around my pulsing cock, and I could feel my heartbeat in his grasp. I leaked a glistening drop of precum that sparkled in the light when Connor pulled the foreskin down. He flicked his tongue at it, hell-bent on tasting its precious nectar.

“I’ve never had the pleasure of playing with an uncut cock,” he said as he licked his lips and stared at my dick in wonder. He looked like a child eyeing sweets in a candy store window. It was then I realized a man was holding my hard dick, and I wanted him to use it however he pleased.

Then I felt his warm mouth covering my crown, and I threw my head back onto the mattress. “Fuck…fucking A,” I blurted out as he ran his tongue around my cockhead and down my shaft. His mouth followed, and I watched him take me all the way down into his throat, his nose buried in my trimmed pubes. No one had ever taken all of me before. It was unbelievable.

Connor worked this oral magic on my cock, squeezing and relaxing his throat muscles as he bobbed up and down, making it hypnotic to witness. He never let up as he brought his eyes to mine with a look of reverence. He let out a hungry moan that vibrated down my cock, and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.

He stroked himself as his skillful mouth worked my cock over, and I felt my balls tighten. Connor had them in his grasp as he sucked me down, and I was sure he felt my body responding. He was moaning deeply, just as loudly as I was. I was on the brink when he slowed his rhythm and took me completely down his open throat.

That single move was all it took. “Oh fuck, fuck, Connor…I’m gonna…” I didn’t get the words out before I saw stars and felt my cock erupt. Electric sparks shot up my spine, and the tingle of pleasure cascaded through every inch of my being. My hands gripped and pulled at the blanket, and I thought I might actually tear the material.

Working his throat effortlessly to swallow my never-ending release, his stroking stopped, and his eyes shut tight. He could only moan with my cock in his mouth, but I knew he’d shot his load just as intensely as I’d shot mine.

That incredible high took everything out of me as I finally lay there with an arm over my eyes, my breathing labored, and my heart still thudding in my chest. I felt Connor rest his head between my legs, taking in deep breaths. He was still on his knees as I looked down, and all I saw were the blond highlights of his hair. I found the sight amusing.

I chuckled and said, “Well, that was the best thing ever.” He lifted his head with the biggest smile I’d ever seen.

He took a minute before speaking. “Yeah, for me too,” he said as he looked at me and ran his hands up my torso to my chest, where he circled my nipples teasingly. I felt my cock give a little twitch.

Slipping my hands under his arms, I lifted him to lie on top of me, and he shucked his jeans the rest of the way but kept his jockstrap on. I loved how our sweat made our skin slippery. My frame was bigger than his, but with his sinewy swimmer's build and hairless upper body, his skin felt like velvet under my hands.

We lay together in silence for a couple of minutes, our arms wrapped around each other, brushing our fingers lightly over one another’s back and shoulders. I’d always loved to cuddle after sex, but it was different with female partners. I expected it to feel weird, but it didn’t, and there was nothing about it that screamed wrong in my brain. It simply felt natural.

I took a deep breath and sighed heavily. Connor pulled his head back and opened his eyes, looking down at me. He had that sleepy post-sex look, and it made me smile, so I lifted my head and kissed his nose. He curled the corner of his lip up into a small smile, then put his head into the crook of my neck. I heard and felt him inhale deeply.

“You smell good,” he said, with his nose against my skin.

“So do you,” I replied, smelling his light scent of sweat and citrus.

Connor moved to lay on his side, our legs still off the mattress. I did the same, so we faced each other. Our bodies weren’t touching, but our hands never left one another. I ran my fingers up and down his arm as we locked eyes, fixated on each other’s gaze. He placed his free hand on my hip.

“Are you doing okay?” he asked with a look of concern. I was pretty sure he knew I was fine since I wasn’t freaking out but wanted to check anyway. “I know this was your first time…with a guy, I mean.”

“It was incredible. You’re incredible,” I answered. “I guess my biggest surprise was how you managed to take my entire dick down your throat.”

He burst out laughing. “It was easy,” he said through his laughter. “I don’t have a gag reflex.” He paused and, with proud proclamation, added, “I used to practice on bananas. I was always a hit in the cafeteria doing that trick.” He winked at me, and I grabbed his head, pulling him in for a heated kiss as we giggled. Our tongues battled again, but more tender this time.

“Well, practice makes perfect!” I snorted when we broke free, moving slightly to get settled better on the mattress. “Here, let’s get a bit more comfortable.” The sleeper cab bed was slightly bigger than a twin bed but could be cramped with two bodies on it, especially with our large frames.

Putting my backside up against the wall, I pulled Connor into me so we could spoon comfortably. I deftly reached into the shelving unit above our heads and grabbed the king-size pillow and weighted throw blanket. The cab had warmed pleasantly, especially with our exploits, but I wanted to make sure Connor was cozy and secure. We could have gotten under the sheets, but it was too much trouble.

“I’d like you to stay here with me tonight,” I whispered.

He shifted his hips and wiggled his jock-strapped ass against my semi-hard dick. “I think that could be arranged,” he answered in a sleepy tone. I wrapped my arm around his waist as we snuggled tightly. Within minutes I heard Connor’s breath even out with a little snore and knew he’d fallen asleep. I reached up and turned the cab lights off.

I lay awake thinking. I was glad I’d decided to meet up with the guys tonight, and I had more fun than I thought I would. I felt the beat of Connor’s heart against my chest as my eyes closed, taking me into much-needed slumber.

I realized I was happy.