Suddenly, Sam wanted that very much as well. His cock was recovering already and was eager for more. He scrambled to the bedside cabinet and grabbed the lube. He felt Tally’s eyes on him as he squirted a generous amount onto his hand.
Tally bit his bottom lip and looked a little worried, “I’m not sure what this body likes,” he confessed.
Sam grinned, “Well, it liked that. It will be fun to find out what else you like.”
Tally returned his grin, all doubt vanished from his face.
Sam put his lubed fingers where his tongue had just been and delighted in Tally’s little gasp. He trailed his fingers around the edge for a moment before slipping one inside. Tally groaned and Sam huffed out a breath, the feel of silken heat was incredible, he couldn’t wait to feel it around his cock. He added a second finger and Tally cried out, hips bucking.
Sam gave a filthy chuckle, “I think you like this.”
“Yes!” agreed Tally, with his eyes clenched tight.
Sam added a third finger and Tally grabbed hold of the headboard, holding it so tightly his knuckles were white.
“Cock, now!” he ordered through gritted teeth.
Sam looked down at Tally’s hard cock, pre-cum glistened at the tip, a tiny trail of it leaking away from the slit. He did look ready to blow.
Sam withdrew his fingers and reached over to scramble in the bedside cabinet again. He found a condom mercifully quickly, and hastily went to tear it open. Then he paused and glanced at the date, relieved beyond measure when he saw there was half a year left. They had been in his drawer for a very long time.
Suddenly, Tally was sitting up and taking the unopened condom from him. Sam’s heart started beating erratically. Was Tally objecting to protection? Was he offended? Sam wondered what the hell he was going to say. Tally, or rather Benji, had been a sex worker, an exploited one, so likely not always safe. Protection was very sensible.
But Tally just smirked at him, carefully ripped open the packet with his teeth before popping the condom in his mouth. Sam watched, mesmerized, as Tally lowered his mouth to Sam’s aching cock and slipped his lips and the condom over his tip.
Sam groaned at the sensation. Tally rolled the condom down his shaft with his soft, wet lips, taking Sam into his mouth as he did so. When Sam’s cock reached the back of his throat, Tally lifted his hand and gently rolled the condom the rest of the way.
Then he released Sam’s dick with a wet plop, lay back down on his back, and spread his legs wide.
Sam knew an invitation when he saw one, he dropped down, covering Tally’s slender body with his own larger frame. He took his own cock in hand and guided it to Tally’s hole. Tally squirmed a little, adjusting the angle of his hips to tilt them up more.
Sam pushed gently, moaning deeply as soft flesh yielded before him, allowing him to slide inside glorious tight heat. Tally grunted and the carnal noise nearly undid Sam right then and there.
He stared at the sight of his cock sinking into Tally, then he looked up at dazzling blue eyes. Tally looked blissed out already, and it was a beautiful sight. Their gazes held and locked, and then Sam’s hips took over and he began to thrust.
Staring deep into Tally’s eyes watching his pleasure, as he knew Tally was watching his, he realized he wasn’t going to last long, but it didn’t matter. He was going to make love to Tally a thousand times. Savor every moment, every look, every sound the young man made, many, many nights over. This was just the first time. He would never be able to get enough of Tally. And he was going to spend a lifetime trying.
Suddenly Tally arched his back, then he wrapped his legs around Sam’s waist and placed his hands on Sam’s shoulders. He clenched, everywhere, his legs holding Sam, his hands digging into Sam’s shoulders, his ass around Sam’s cock as he came hard, exquisitely. His blue eyes never once leaving Sam’s gaze.
The intimacy was the most powerful thing Sam had ever experienced. It moved his very soul and nearly brought him to tears. The intensity triggered his own impending orgasm, and he surrendered to it, letting it wash over him whilst he returned Tally’s gaze. He felt immensely proud when he managed to do it and not look away or close his eyes.
Then his muscles threaten to give out. He quickly pulled his softening cock out of Tally and collapsed on the bed before he fell on top of him and squashed him.
Sam lay there, taking in deep shuddering breaths of air. Feeling the sweat on his brow and back begin to cool. Tally snuggled up to him with a soft happy sigh and the only thought Sam’s mind could process, was wondering why the hell he had resisted having sex with Tally for so long.
Chapter 21
Samwokeupwitha start and reached for Tally, but the bed was cold and empty. He was alone. The acrid scent of burning filled his nose and irritated his throat, adding to his panic. Still half asleep, he ran to the kitchen, to be greeted by three-foot flames sprouting from a frying pan on the stove.
He grabbed a tea towel, ran it under the tap, and threw it over the pan. The flames went out, to be replaced by billowing smoke. He cursed himself for forgetting to put the battery back in the smoke alarm. He dreaded to think what could have happened if he hadn’t woken up.
He grabbed another tea towel, carefully took hold of the handle of the frying pan, and moved it to the sink. Then he turned the stove off and turned to face Tally, who was staring wide eyed. His pink hair all disheveled.
“Are you hurt?” asked Sam.
Tally shook his head, “I wanted to make you breakfast in bed,” he gave Sam a sad, disappointed look.
Sam pulled him into a hug. He needed to feel Tally to fully reassure himself that the young man was not hurt.
