Page 35 of Thrill

The doorbell rang and Tyler nearly jumped out of his skin.

“Go on,” Scott said. “I’m nearly done. We want it nice and firm.”

“Shut up.”

Tyler raced out of the room and down the stairs. He opened the door to find a grinning Danny.

God, that smile.

“You gave me your real address then,” Danny said. “That’s good.”

“Of course I bloody did. Come in.”

He let Danny in. They were squeezed together in the little entrance at the bottom of the stairs.

“It’s up here,” Tyler said.

Danny grabbed him by the waist. “What if I can’t wait that long?”

Danny’s lips were on his. The last time, Tyler had been sitting down. Danny pressed up against him almost made Tyler’s legs give way. They kissed hard. Danny squeezed Tyler’s arse. Tyler felt Danny’s hard-on through his jeans.

We need to get those off immediately.

“Come on,” he said.

He led Danny up the stairs and into his room. Thankfully, Scott had made a sharp exit. Tyler wanted Danny all to himself for the foreseeable future.

Tyler shut the door. Once again, Danny was upon him. It was a real boost to the ego that a man who looked like this could hardly control himself around Tyler.

They kissed like nothing would separate them again. Each sought out every inch of the other. Danny held Tyler’s head. His huge hands spanning his skull.

Tyler pulled away, panting. He pawed at Danny’s T-shirt. Danny dragged it over his head. He revealed a tanned muscular torso. Not much hair but a satisfying trail leading to further excitement. Tyler reached out and traced his finger along it.

He got to the button of Danny’s shorts. Biting his lip, he flicked the button open and edged the zip down. His knuckles brushed against a very hard and very fat cock.

Danny sighed at the contact and kissed Tyler’s forehead.

“Need to see you naked,” Tyler whispered.

Danny pushed him back a little. He stepped out of his shorts, then kicked off his trainers and socks. There he stood in a pair of white Calvins. His cock currently strained at them like a caged beast.

Running his finger over the waistband, Danny pulled his undies off and threw them on the pile of clothes. Fuck, his cock was incredible. Tyler had always known it would be.

Instantly he covered the gap and dropped to his knees. He was faced with one of the fattest dicks he’d ever seen. Tyler ran his tongue along the length of it. From the base to the tip. When he reached the end, he stared up at Danny.

They locked eyes. Danny stroked Tyler’s head. Something passed between them that shook Tyler more than he’d ever expected.

He took hold of Danny’s erection. Once more he ran his tongue around the tip. He needed to explore every part of Danny. With his other hand, he lightly stroked Danny’s balls.

Then Tyler plunged Danny’s cock in his mouth. He took in a little before moving away then going a bit farther. He made slow progress, causing Danny to buck his hips.

“Oh fuck,” Danny said. “You’re driving me crazy.”

When Tyler got about three quarters of the way down, he sat back.

“Nice.”

“You teasing fucker,” Danny replied. “Get your kit off. Let’s get this on a level playing field.”