“You're so hot.” Lincoln said with a seductive snarl, his palm rubbing harshly against my erection as he stuck his hand in my pants and fondled me over my underwear.
A low chuckle rolled from my throat, wincing in ecstasy at his touch. “Thanks. Pretty hot yourself.”
Then he got bold and shoved my jeans all the way down until they hit my boots, my arousal out on obvious display. When he stood back up, he let his fingertips dance along the hem of his white t-shirt. “We're wearing way too many clothes.” He said, referencing my exact thought not too long before.
He pulled his shirt off and I made sure to relieve my body of the blue shirt I'd been wearing. I stepped out of my jeans, Lincoln unbuttoning and doing the same to his own. Once we were standing in front of each other, in nothing more than our underwear, I really savored the fine specimen pleasantly assaulting my eyes.
Lincoln was fit, but not insanely toned or an owner of overly defined abs. Which was fine with me, I never really cared for the chiseled-to-death look in anyone. A light dusting of blond hair decorated his chest, and I was impressed by the size of him as his dick jutted out of what I realized was a jockstrap and not just a pair of boxer briefs like I was wearing.
His lower lip got caught in his teeth, giving me a seductive smirk that I wanted to lick right off of him. Eliminating the space between us, he captured my lips with his as the passion throbbing painfully between us ebbed and flowed further. His dick was delightfully pressed into my thigh, given that he was a fair few inches shorter than me. I thrusted my crotch into the lower half of his stomach, desperate for more friction. I was so fucking hard I thought I was going to tear the seams of my underwear.
My hands drifted down his bare back, dipping into the divots of his defined body until my fingertips graced the fabric of his jockstrap. Unable to control my urges, I let both my hands slip past the waistband until his perfect globes frolicked along the lines of my palms as I kissed him. Fuck, his bare ass felt fucking incredible. I could feel some light hair on his ass, the imagery of his peach fuzz making my cock twitch.
Once again, he was the one to break our kiss. “Krueger,” My name sounded heavy in his mouth, taking the place of my tongue and sounding delicious to my ear. “I want you to fuck me.” The brazen delivery both made my eyes wide a bit and made my dick hurt with the need to find release. My expression must have been confusing, because he added, “I mean, if that's what you also want. I usually bottom, but I don't have to.”
I focused a curve to my lips. “I’m pretty vers, so I'm happy to fuck this beautiful ass.” To prove my point, I reared one of my hands back and spanked him, earning me a whimpered yelpfrom the shorter man in front of me that I couldn't wait to ravage.
Chuckling with a wicked and flared smile, Lincoln crashed his lips back against mine. I couldn't keep my hands off his ass, squeezing and kneading the flesh available in steady increments while Lincoln led us backward toward his bed. Once his legs hit the bed, he pulled me down with him, refusing to allow our lips to part. I did my best to brace myself from toppling him completely, but judging by the way his cock kicked against my stomach when I landed roughly against him, I'd say he was more than okay with the added grinding.
Lincoln rolled us, positioning himself on top of me as he furthered our kiss. When he started to snake down my body, I felt every bone in my body standing at attention, trying to salute the sensations he was delivering to my overwhelmed and eager system. Lincoln kissed my lower stomach, heated splotches of affection adorning my skin while both his hands curved underneath the waistband of my underwear. Slowly, he peeled down my boxer briefs, my dick suddenly freed while he slithered the fabric down my thighs and then hooked them over my feet until I was fully nude on his bed.
He reared back on his ankles after discarding my underwear to the wooden floor. “Fuck, you look amazing.”
My dick twitched at his leaded praise, jerking against my stomach as a pulse of pre-cum began to coat my abdomen. I leaned up on my elbows so I could deliver a nod and a smirk full of my dense libido. “Take off that jock so I can see all of you.”
He let out a low groan at that, jumping off the bed and shedding his jockstrap in seconds, tossing it precariously to the floor to join our commingling discarded articles of clothing. I bit my lower lip as I stared at his cock, flushed and hard as steel. He was leaking pre-cum too, and I barely got to admire it before he jumped back on the bed and squirmed between my legs again.
“You look so sexy, Lincoln.” I told him, admiring his nude form as he pressed my dick into his palm, ripping a moan from me that I hadn't yet prepared. “Fucking hell.”
Lincoln chuckled, my cock pulsing in his hand as he started to stroke me from base to tip. “Oh, we've barely scratched the surface offucking hell.”
And then I watched in amazement as he leaned forward and engulfed the head of my dick in his mouth. I winced at the overwhelming heat of his beautiful mouth, my insides liquifying. He bobbed up and down my shaft, taking another inch each time until he was used to my size and he was able to slide all the way down to my trimmed pubes. When he finally fit all of me, I shuddered from the sensation of filling his throat.
“Fuck,” I said, drawing out the word for emphasis. “God damn, it's been too long.”
I couldn’t even remember much of the details from the last time I’d had sex, too overwhelmed by the pleasure Lincoln was giving me. As I closed my eyes, savoring the sensations, my mind flitted to the Orb I’d met, an image of him going down on me flashing through my mind like a mental drive by. My eyes flared open, looking back down at Lincoln, who was repeating the same bobbing he had before.
No, I needed to be in the moment. I wanted to be in the moment. Trying to regain myself, I reached out and let a hand cup Lincoln’s jaw as I felt the swirl of his tongue on the underside of the head of my cock.
“You’rereally goodat that.” His eyes flew to me, locking with mine as we shared a passionate yet silent stare that hovered weighty in the air between us.
A sick pop ripped through the air as Lincoln lifted off me, letting my slick spit-covered dick sway in the air as he sat back on his heels and stared at me. I thought he was about to say something, his lips quivering in the air with indecision, butinstead of speaking, I watched as Lincoln leapt off the bed. With his dick swinging at attention, he went over to the nightstand on the left side and shoved both hands within its confines until he produced a single condom and a bottle of lube. He jumped back on the bed in another couple of spent breaths, leaving me with a wide grin on my face at how playful he was while also somehow remaining as intoxicatingly seductive as possible.
Lincoln was back in-between my legs, settling there like it was his own personal roost while he flipped the cap off the lube. He tossed the condom on the center of my chest with a smirk.
“Get that on, big boy. I’m tired of waiting.” His words were like steel but the playfulness in them couldn’t be ignored. My dick jerked in the air as I was treated to the delightful site of watching him take his lube soaked fingers and reaching behind himself as he lathered his hole in preparation. A new bead of pre-cum slid out of my dick at that sight and I’d be replaying it on nights I went home alone for the foreseeable future.
The wrapper of the condom split at my eager suggestion, tearing into it and tossing the trash on the nightstand before I took the time to roll the condom down my erection. The entire time my eyes were glued to Lincoln fingering himself, the erotic display a feast for my viewing pleasure. When the condom was firmly placed, I took the lube and slicked my dick just in time. No sooner after I had the lube on me, Lincoln crawled up so that he was straddling either side of my hips. On instinct my hands went to his hips, gripping him and squeezing him in anticipation.
“Fuck,” I said, taking the hand that still had some lingering lube on it and fisting Lincoln’s cock from base to tip in one fluid motion. The hiss that fell out of him was lathered in lust and made my own dick twitch once more. “You’reso hardfor me, Lincoln.”
His moan erupted in my ears as he positioned himself. “I need your cock in meright now.”
I tensed as I felt Lincoln grab a hold of my dick, angling it until he moved his ass just so, the feeling of his hole caressing the head of my dick ever so gently. Groaning at the contact, Lincoln didn’t give me a single second to prepare for what we were about to accomplish together. He pushed down on me until the head slid past the tight ring of his ass, the lube doing wonders for both of us. Normally, I would have liked to open my bottom myself with my hands and mouth, but Lincoln was so eager to have me and me to have him in return that I sure as fuck wasn’t going to break the trajectory he was initiating.
But Lincoln didn’t pause there either. He slid down the rest of my dick without a single second to allow us to adjust to each other, the intrusion evident as his face squished into one of intended anguish.
“You okay?” I said as he sat fully seated on me, my prick throbbing at the tight warmth it was currently wrapped around.
