The air is thick with anticipation as Alan Hanley, the charismatic fitness instructor, and Mark Schneider, the charming baker, find themselves alone in Alan’s one-bedroom house. It’s a typical Friday night, but tonight, something different is about to unfold.
Alan and Mark are both 24, and they’ve been friends for a while now. There’s been sexual tension bubbling underneath the surface, but it’s finally boiled over, and neither man can ignore it any longer.
Alan, a towering figure at 6′2″, exudes raw, masculine energy. His deep brown eyes, hidden behind stylish glasses, lock onto Mark with an intensity that sends shivers down the baker’s spine. Mark, standing at 5′10″, feels a rush of excitement as he takes in Alan’s muscular frame, accentuated by the casual attire he’s wearing—a tight white tank top and well-worn jeans that hug his powerful thighs.
“Hey, Mark,” Alan’s voice rumbles, a deep, gravelly sound that seems to resonate through Mark’s body. “Been thinking about you all week. Couldn’t wait to get you here.”
Mark’s heart skips a beat. His blue eyes sparkle with mischief as he bites his lower lip, a nervous habit he can’t seem to shake. “Me too, Alan. I’ve been craving this all week.”
Alan’s gaze travels down Mark’s slender form, taking in the baker’s tight black T-shirt that hints at the lean muscles beneath. He smirks, his eyes lingering on the noticeable bulge in Mark’s jeans. “You’ve been working hard, huh? Bet you’ve got something sweet for me under there.”
Mark blushes, his freckles standing out against his pale skin. “You know it. I’ve been saving it just for you.” He steps closer, his eyes flicking down to Alan’s crotch, where a prominent bulge is already forming. “But I think you’ve got something even sweeter for me.”
Alan chuckles, a deep, throaty sound that sends a thrill through Mark’s body. “You’re not wrong, Red. I’ve been thinking about this all day.” He reaches out, his large hand gripping Mark’s shoulder, and pulls him closer. “But first, let’s get comfortable.”
Alan leads Mark into the living room, where a soft couch beckons. The room is dimly lit, creating an intimate atmosphere. As they sit down, Alan’s hand finds Mark’s thigh, squeezing gently, sending a jolt of desire through the ginger’s body.
“You know,” Alan begins, his voice low and seductive, “I’ve been wanting to fuck you since the moment I laid eyes on you. That fiery hair, those pretty blue eyes... You’re a temptation I can’t resist.”
Mark’s breath quickens, his cock throbbing beneath his jeans. “I’ve been wanting you too. I’ve heard stories about your skills, and I want to experience them firsthand.”
Alan leans in, his breath warm against Mark’s ear. “Oh, you will. I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll be begging for more. But first, I want to taste you.”
Mark shivers, his cock straining against the confines of his jeans. “Please, Alan. I want to feel your mouth on me.”
With a swift motion, Alan pulls Mark onto his lap, positioning the baker’s ass directly over his rock-hard dick. The bulges in their jeans press together, creating a delicious friction. Alan’s hands roam over Mark’s body, tracing the outline of his hard cock through the fabric.
“You feel so fucking good, Mark,” Alan growls, his breath hot on Mark’s neck. “I can’t wait to get my hands on that uncut cock of yours.”
Mark moans, his body arching into Alan’s touch. “Take it, Alan. It’s all yours.”
Alan’s hands work swiftly, unbuttoning Mark’s jeans and sliding them down his slender legs. Mark’s cock springs free, thick and uncut, already glistening with pre-cum. Alan’s breath catches at the sight, his own cock throbbing in anticipation.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Alan whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. He leans forward, his lips brushing against the sensitive head of Mark’s cock. “I’m gonna suck you so good, you’ll forget your own name.”
Mark gasps as Alan’s warm, wet mouth engulfs him. The blond’s lips and tongue work in perfect harmony, sucking and licking with expert precision. Mark’s hands grip Alan’s shoulders, his fingernails digging into the fabric of his shirt as he struggles to maintain control.
“Oh fuck, Alan,” he pants, his hips thrusting involuntarily. “Your mouth feels incredible. Don’t stop, please.”
Alan moans around Mark’s cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through the ginger’s body. He deep-throats Mark, taking him all the way to the base, his nose nuzzling the ginger’s pubic hair. Mark’s eyes roll back as he loses himself in the overwhelming sensation.
“That’s it, Mark,” Alan mumbles between sucks. “Gonna make you come with my mouth. Want you to paint my face with your sweet cum.”
Mark’s breath comes in short gasps as he teeters on the edge of orgasm. “I-I’m close. So fucking close.”
Alan redoubles his efforts, his lips and tongue working feverishly. He adds a finger to Mark’s hole, gently probing, as he sucks and licks with abandon. Mark’s body trembles, his cock twitching in Alan’s mouth.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Mark cries out, his hips bucking wildly.
Alan pulls off just in time, his hand pumping Mark’s cock in a firm, steady rhythm. Mark’s release is explosive, his hot cum spurting high into the air, painting Alan’s face and chest with thick ropes of white. Alan groans in satisfaction, his eyes closed as he savors the taste of Mark’s essence.
Mark collapses against Alan, his body shaking with the aftermath of his orgasm. “That was incredible, Alan. I’ve never cum so hard.”
Alan chuckles, his voice rough with desire. “We’re just getting started, Mark. Now it’s my turn to feel that tight ass of yours.”
Mark’s eyes widen with anticipation as Alan stands, his powerful body towering over the ginger. “I’m ready for you, Alan. Take me however you want.”
Alan’s eyes darken with lust as he reaches for the lube on the coffee table. “Oh, I will. I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll be screaming my name.”
To be continued...
