“You have me, Ben.”
Xavier took my hand and led me into the living room where he gestured for me to sit on the couch. I noticed he moved the coffee table away from the couch and lit candles were placed all around the room. Xavier pulled the curtains closed and turned off the lights so that the only light in the room was the luminous glow from the candles. He sauntered over to the record player and moved the needle arm into position, but looked over his shoulder before he lowered it.
“What’s your other fantasy?”
“I have so many when it comes to you, Xavier. It’s a miracle I accomplish anything at work.”
Xavier gently placed the needle on the record and I heard the soulful cry of Led Zeppelin’s “I Can’t Quit You Baby” begin. He kept his back towards me and began to sway to the sexy, bluesy song and I knew I was about to experience the sexiest four minutes of my life. Xavier turned and walked to me, hips swaying, and singing the words of the song to me. My dick began to throb to the beat of the drums.
Xavier leaned over me to remove my tie, tossed it aside, and began to unbutton my shirt. His lower body kept perfect rhythm with the music and the words of the song were sang breathily in my ear. Xavier trailed his hands up and down my chest, teasing my flesh until I was nothing but a giant, quivering goose bump.
Xavier teased my lips with his tongue while he worked my belt loose and opened my pants. “He’s going to need some room to breathe,” he whispered in my ear. I was prepared to stand up and strip naked, but he stopped me with a firm hand on my chest and a shake of his head. “Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.”
He stood up and turned so that I got a great view of his tight ass moving in those sinful jeans. Realistically they were probably too tight to remove with my teeth, but I was willing to give it my all. Xavier lowered that gorgeous ass until it hovered just above my erection. He imitated a slow grind and it was all I could do to not pull him down on my lap.
Xavier turned and repeated his moves but this time I could look into his sultry eyes while he drove me wild. I tried to pull him down for a kiss, but he evaded my grasp. I groaned and he laughed seductively, letting me know he was having a lot of fun tormenting me. Xavier raised his arms over his head and undulated his hips, placing his amazing ass directly in front of me.
He kept up his slow roll of his hips while he pivoted back around to face me. I watched in complete awe as he slowly unbuttoned his fly, giving me a peek at the sexy black underwear beneath. My mouth went bone dry as I watched him remove his jeans, too mesmerized to feel cheated that he did it without me. The jacket went next and that was when I noticed his new ink peeking out of the waist band of his underwear. It was a curving bar of music that flowed along the sexy V of his hips. I couldn’t wait to see how far that tattoo went beneath his briefs and trace it with my tongue.
Xavier turned and lowered his body until his ass was pressed firmly against my erection that was straining to get out its confines. Oh Fuck! I fisted my hands next to my thighs to keep from grabbing him, which only got harder when he pressed his back against my chest. The combined heat rolling off of our bodies threatened to burn me alive.
“Your new tattoo looks sexy, baby. I can’t wait to get a closer look at it. Run my tongue all over it.” Unable to be good any longer, I grabbed his hips and moved his ass up and down my erection, making us both growl.
“You’re supposed to keep your hands to yourself, sir.” His rebuke was weak at best. Xavier kept grinding until the song played its very last note. I slid my hands up and pinched both nipples and his puny protest was completely gone. “You’re going to take me just like this, Ben.”
Xavier stood up and I turned him around by his hips. I loved what he was promising to do to me, but I first wanted to inspect his new ink and take a little taste of him. I removed his underwear slowly and discovered that the music bar started a few inches beneath his belly button and then curled up and along the indention of his hip on one side.
“It’s sexy and beautiful just like you,” I told him. “What song did you choose?”
“It’s our song, Rhythm of Us. This is the opening line that came to me the first night I came here, to your home.” His voice was soft as he lovingly traced his finger over the notes. “Someday soon I will play it for you.”
He permanently inked us on his body and I found myself tearing up a bit. God, the things that man made me feel. I traced my tongue along the curving lines of the music bar and kissed each note that represented the connection we shared from the very beginning. I tried to take his weeping cock in my mouth but he pushed me back against the couch. Oh, how I loved the playful aggressive side of him.
“I want this to last,” he said playfully.
“You think I can hold out much longer after all of your teasing?” I hoped I didn’t embarrass myself by ending the party too soon. That ass, though.
Xavier helped me get undressed and straddled my legs and kissed me while I got him ready for my penetration. I caught a pearl droplet of his pre-cum with a finger and licked it clean. I wanted him to see what he was missing. I could tell by the look in his eyes and the sharp intake of breath the he knew what he was missing.
Once he was stretched and pliant, he stood up, turned around so that he was facing away from me, and straddled my thighs. I placed my hands on his hips and lowered him until my condom-covered erection nudged up against his puckered entrance and then I let him take the lead. I held my dick steady so he could lower himself at his own pace, which was sinfully slow.
I bit my lip hard, hoping to get my attention away from my cock and the burning need to jerk him down until I was completely sheathed by him. Instead, I leaned back against the sofa cushions and watched as my dick disappeared inside him, inch by achingly hard inch.
Once he was fully seated on my cock, he began to move his hips to the music that was no longer playing, but we both could still feel. Holy fuck, I was a goner for this man. I knew I loved him, but he owned me, and not just because of the sex. I could have gotten sex anywhere, but this was so much more. I felt sad for the people who never found that connection with another person.
Xavier raised his arms up above his head, which signaled that he was really lost in our lovemaking. He arched his back and I watched as a shiver worked its way down his spine, kicking off one inside me to match. I ran my hands up and down his sides then coasted my hands over to tease and pinch his pierced nipples.
“Your heat is burning me alive, Xavier.” I let my hands explore lower and lower until I wrapped one hand around his cock and slipped the other lower to cup his firm sac. Xavier whimpered and picked up the pace of his rhythm, chasing his climax. “I could spend the rest of my days right here inside you, baby.”
“Ben.” My name was a whispered plea and I knew just what my man needed. I stroked his dick with long, firm jerks of my hand that had him begging for more. “Yes, Ben. Please.”
He collapsed against my chest and I took over by thrusting my hips up powerfully into him while I continued to jack him. I was so close. My balls retracted and I felt that familiar hum along my spine telling me that my climax was eminent. “Xavier.”
“I’m right here with you, baby.”
He angled his head in search of my lips and I gave him what he needed. I felt his hot release on my hand and his ass clamped harder around my cock when he came. I relaxed my body and let my orgasm power through me as I pistoned my hips into him.
I wrapped my arms around his chest and held him tight to my body once the last tremor left me. Our kiss turned from searing to languid and sweet as we floated back down from heaven. I never wanted to turn loose of him or end our kiss, but my stomach chose that time to interrupt us with a growl.
