I grabbed the food I had prepared in the fridge, along with a couple of water bottles, and placed them on the tray on my counter. I suddenly breathed in, smelling Darren’s scent on his collared shirt that I was now wearing, undone, with my own boxers. Just the feel of his large shirt on my body, hanging off me making me feel like a little kid, and the smell of him around me made me dizzy.
I lifted the tray and started back up the stairs to my bedroom, where I had left Darren naked.
As I rounded the corner he was sitting up, leaning backwards against the headboard with his phone in his hand messaging. He was sitting there completely naked looking totally at ease, and the sight of him still stopped me in my tracks: large bare feet crossed at the ankles on top of the rumpled sheets, his biceps flexed as he held the phone in his hand, the muscles on his shoulder rippling as he typed, his brows furrowed as he stared at the phone. He was the picture of a perfect hunk of a man. And he was sitting in my bed waiting for me.
“Everything okay?” I asked as I placed the tray on the end of the bed. My family was away in Florida with the in-laws, but Darren had secretly escaped from work and his wife for the day. I started to worry that he would have to leave.
Darren lifted an eyebrow and peered over at me as I set the tray down. “All good.” He leaned forward and popped a strawberry from the fruit tray into his mouth with a smile, pulling me into him. “My shirt looks fucking sexy as hell on you.” He kissed me as he chewed the strawberry, mixing our tongues together and sharing it with me, which caused a groan out of us both.
I straddled him, sitting across his waist and pulled the tray closer. “That just gives me an idea.” I reached and grabbed another strawberry and held it in front of his mouth. “Ever had anyone feed you before?”
“Not since I was a baby.” He growled at me, opening his mouth to let me feed him the fruit.
We took turns, holding out food for one another as I sat on him. His hands were roaming and the feel of his fingers on me was enough to get me on fire again. We allowed ourselves time though to eat, drink, talk, and just be together. Darren didn’t bother putting any clothes on and was totally fine sitting with me naked. And who wouldn’t, looking like he did. I simply took him all in, feeling every part of him I could.
With the food and water gone, I moved the tray off the bed and onto the side dresser. Darren rolled over to grab his phone again to check messages, moving onto his stomach. I was still wearing his collared shirt and my boxers, so when his broad back and round ass went on display, I moved into position.
“Mmmmm,” he groaned as I sat on his ass and started to knead my hands into his wide shoulders. “Keep doing that!”
I enjoyed massaging him as he checked texts, responded to emails as he was technically still sort of working. “How much more time do you have before you’re really missed?”
He tossed the phone aside and stretched his arms out under his head and put his face on his forearms. “As long as you keep doing this, I’ll stay.” He mumbled.
He was such a solid man, and his neck felt so thick in my hands. I moved my hands all along his back, feeling every muscle on him. We fell silent as I watched him relax, his eyes now closed, and a small grin appeared on his face. I loved touching his 6’2” body, every inch.
I scooted down his ass so my hands could explore his hard butt, leaning over to kiss him lightly. His ass was completely smooth, with hardly any hair at all on his legs. He looked like one giant smooth marble statue, that groaned under my touch.
He was shower fresh, from our last naked play only hours ago, and as I massaged his back and now his ass, my mouth started to take over. I began kissing both his ass cheeks, and the lower part of his thick thighs. I moved back up to the lower part of his back, kissing ever so softly that little dip in between his back and his butt. My tongue came out, and I found myself wanting to explore every inch of my buddy. My hands grabbed his ass, spread them out as my tongue licked down inside.
Darren gasped loudly as my face became buried in his ass, and I started rimming his smooth hole with my tongue. “Jesus Brian!” He groaned, moving his one leg up a bit to allow me more access. I was fueled with a desire to please him. “Oh my God!” He yelled and lifted his ass up a bit off the bed. My hands held on to him, and I moved backwards with him as he arched, my tongue lapping up what I could and did what I felt naturally to do. I was suddenly enamored with his ass, and I couldn’t get enough of it.
He moved up onto all fours and I really got my face into him, hearing him moan more and more, louder and louder. I grabbed his erect dick from underneath, feeling how thick it was as I continued to lick up and down and around his sweet puckered tight opening.
I was a little caught of guard when his big hand reached underneath his own legs and grabbed at my ankle and pulled me under him, finding my other leg and yanking me towards his face. I tried to hang on, but ended up holding onto his thighs as he pulled my boxers down, then opened my legs and dove into my own ass, his tongue out and on a mission.
I gasped in pleasure and found his cock with my mouth and swallowed him in as he began to lick and rim my hole. My hands worked back up to his ass to hang on, Darren eventually getting the hint and lowering himself on me. We ended up in a 69 position, alternating between licking our asses and sucking our cocks as the room filled with grunts and groans.
Darren pulled off and stepped off the bed, looking at me laying down on my back, still wearing his shirt. He walked around the bed and then crawled back on, moving in between me once again to get at my ass. He hoisted my legs back, folding me in half and diving down to my ass to lick it hard. His tongue pressed into me, and I squirmed in ecstasy. His big hands went to my ass and he shoved me up in the air and spit into my hole, then lowered me down to meet his cock.
“Come here baby.” He muttered, sitting back on his ass and spreading his legs out under me as he pulled me up onto his lap. “Come ride me.”
I wrapped my legs around him, my arms around his neck as our mouths met in a deep kiss. Darren’s hands moved under his own shirt on me and lifted me up slightly, pulling me onto his lap with one hand while the other grabbed his own cock to hold it in place as he lowered me onto it.
I squeezed his body tight as I felt him invade my insides once again. Tender from the second pounding in the shower, I grimaced a bit as he stuffed his dick into me all the way in, letting gravity take over as I sat down on him. He wiggled into a better position, holding me in his lap as we kept kissing, as I started to gyrate and rock in his arms.
Slowly we started, continuing to kiss deep as we held onto each other. Darren was sitting in the middle of my bed, naked, with me on his lap, wrapped around him as he fucked me gently. Feeling him like this, moving so carefully, feeling like he was purposefully taking his time with this one, drove me wild. I clung to his body, holding him as tight as I could, kissing him with such ferocity that I wanted to cry out how much I loved him.
I don’t know how long we stayed like this, or how long we fucked. The feelings rose in us slowly, building in intensity. His fingers were soft and light on my skin, even though he was holding me tightly. Shivers were flowing through my body, and a thousand butterflies were dancing around my insides. Our bodies became one, joined together as I gyrated against him. He felt incredible, and I never wanted it to end.
His stomach rubbing against my hard cock brought me to an end. As I continuously pushed myself against him, my mouth linked to his, I felt the rising of my cum bubbling to be released. I pressed my sweaty forehead to Darren’s. “I’m going to cum.” I moaned out breathlessly.
He snarled. “Fucking Jesus yes!” He loved making me cum like this, without touching my cock. He was getting to be a master of it, and our sweaty bodies together like this was making it easy.
“Cum with me.” I moaned, kissing his mouth hard.
He sucked in a big breath of air and wrapped his strong arms around me, clenching me tightly against him and creating even more friction on my cock with his body. I groaned loudly, and pressed into him more, milking my own cock against him.
He thrust upwards deeper, and I could tell he was going to match my own explosion. Slowly, the feeling flowed through me, that sensation that starts at your toes, and slowly rises, making your mouth drop open in a gasp, making your eyes slightly roll back, making your fingers dig into the flesh of the man that is causing this to happen, and making sounds that normally don’t escape your lips to emerge in an unbridled flurry of noises.
“God yes!” I moaned as cum started to spasm from me, straight up our chests, mixing with our sweat and causing a guttural reaction immediately from Darren. The first drop made him growl, and he grabbed my hips firmly and fucked me harder, trying to match my spurting cock. The clenching of my inner walls on his cock helped, and he started to unload his own seed into me as I finished exploding.
I held on to his neck as our foreheads stayed together, our eyes locked as he shuddered to completion, his cum inseminated into me deep as I sat on him. We didn’t let go of each other, only hung on tighter as we slowed down to no movements at all. Darren finally pulling the shirt off my body to embrace me completely naked, letting the cool air calm our hot bodies. Our mouths moved down our cheeks, to our necks and shoulders, kissing and tasting our salty bodies in pleasure.
Darren pulled his face back first, a big hand moving to me and wiping my forehead, stroking my cheek, and letting his finger and thumb trace over the lines on my face as his eyes peered at me. A small smile came across his face, and he kissed me softly a few times, seeming to look at me for the very first time.
“This was the best day off ever.” He whispered. “I could get used to this.”
I remained connected to his big sweaty body, enjoying the feeling of being joined like this. “Me too.” I moaned, kissing those big lips of his gently.
And when I buried my face against his neck, and he squeezed me tightly, his legs lifting a bit to hold me in place, I knew this was what I really wanted. What I really needed.
Our eyes met again, and we smiled at each other without saying anything.
Something told me, Darren was thinking the same thing.
