Yeah! He Stretched Something!
“I love boats!” Amy expressed with the glee of a child on Christmas at Disney world. Clark had invited Tyler and Amy out on Lake Travis to celebrate his showcase and to meet his friends. Tyler had now officially met Jacob and his wife Emily. A few other friends were there too. Damon, Josey, and Lance. Clarks sister was supposed to come too but she had to fly out last minute for work. Amy was dancing with Lance as some top 40 song played on the stereo. She was a little drunk.
“She’s having fun.” Clark said below Tyler. He was laying on his stomach and Tyler was re-applying some sunscreen. Tyler was straddling him, Clarks ass pressed against his thighs and crotch. He wore very tight, short swimming trunks that hugged him in all the right places. Tyler thought Clark looked like a model in the outfit and damn near attacked him at the apartment before they left. Clark had fucked him hard and good before they left. Tyler’s hole was still sore from the gangbang two days before and he swore he could still feel the strangers loads inside him now mixed with Clarks fresh one. Clark liked it when he kept his loads in him as long as possible.
Tyler rubbed the protective lotion into his skin with soft, tender motions. He went up and down his strong back. Clark relaxed under Tylers’ touch. “If comedy doesn’t work out, you’d make a great masseuse.” He quipped.
“Would you like a happy ending Mr. Price.” Tyler leaned down into his ear and joked.
“Of course.” Clark chuckled then bucked his hips back, pushing his muscular ass into Tylers’ crotch. Tyler bucked back and they laughed together. He lowered down and started rubbing the lotion into Clarks thighs and legs. “Goddamn I think this is better than sex.”
“Is it?” Tyler asked as he snuck a nibble on Clarks butt.
“Okay, maybe not.” He said in a low voice as he rolled over and they repositioned. Tyler laid on Clarks chest now. His chest hair was now full, not as thick as the beard, but still nice. The beard, Tyler loved the beard, was full and well groomed. It made Clark look older and almost like a woodsman. “Want me to get you?” Clark asked. Tyler could feel Clarks erection and knew why he wanted to straddle his back.
“No, I’m good.” He replied getting up and laying on his own towel, taking in the sun. He didn’t need it anyway. He’d gotten his face, arms and legs. His body didn’t need it, he wore a shirt.
“You’re gonna get tan lines.” Clark warned, not understanding why Tyler wore the shirt.
“That’s fine, you’re the only one who sees me naked anyway.” Tyler waved it off, he’d worn a shirt for the gangbang too. He didn’t love the idea of people seeing his body. Tyler had come to love his body a long time ago. He didn’t care if he had a roll here, a stretch mark there. But other people seemed to, so he covered up to avoid their judgment.
Tyler loved his body; he didn’t like the way other people thought of his body. It was easier to avoid the situation than it was to defend himself.
“Whatever you say, I just want you to enjoy the day. It’s for you. You’re gonna be big. Jason fucking Miezel.” Clark repeated.
“Yup, Jason fucking Miezel.” Tyler responded. That strange twinge came back. He hadn’t asked Clark about Jasons ‘good to see you again’ comment yet. He wanted to; he just didn’t want to ruin the day. Clark had worked hard to organize it.
“Sure you don’t want me to rub some lotion on you baby?” Clark asked again rolling over and placing his chin on Tylers chest, looking up into his eyes.
“Yes Clark, I’m fine.” He ran his hand threw Clarks loose, wavy, damp, hair.
“Come on, let me see that sexy body baby. Take your shirt off.” Clark leaned up and started to pull Tylers shirt up.
“Clark stop.” Tyler said firmly. “I don’t feel comfortable waving my body around your friends on this big ass boat.” He insisted.
“Why? You’re sexy sugar. I’d fuck you right now, right here if there weren’t other people on this boat. Still might.” Clark grinned and leaned down planting a deep kiss on Tylers lips. His deep southern drawl nearly melted Tylers resolve like butter, but he stood strong.
“Clark, I love that you think I’m sexy, but not everyone shares that sentiment. So, I’ll stay comfortable, and leave the shirt on. Thank you.” He looked up into his eyes and laid a hand on his cheek, stroking it.
“Who cares what anyone else thinks?”
“I do.” He kissed him back. “So just drop it please.”
“’Course hun.” Clark dropped it, sensing Tyler would not be moved from his stance. He adjusted his hard on and laid down beside Tyler, stretching out and laying his hands behind his head. The sight made Tylers mouth water. He could feel his own cock start to harden at the sight of his boyfriend sprawled out on the deck, the sun not just kissing his skin, but fucking his skin. He looked like a God.
“Hey, Lance and I are gonna jump in the water some more, swim around. Damon went to drop the anchor. Hold my phone again?” Amy came up and asked Tyler.
“Sure, I’ll go put it with my stuff below deck.”
“Thanks!” Amy planted a smooch on Tylers cheek, it smelled like the wine cooler she was drinking. She ran off to Lance. He was a cutie. Nice body, his bulge seemed nice sized. Tyler and Amy had already sized up the two single men on the boat. And Josey, she was bisexual and Amy wasn’t not queer.
Tyler got up and went below deck, he didn’t notice Clarks eyes (and erection) follow him. Tyler put Amys’ phone in his bag and then pulled his own out, checking his messages. He had gotten some more followers across his social media since The Cave had tagged him in their showcase video, and the likes and comments were starting to overwhelm him. He smiled softly at all the so funny and hahaha comments. Tyler was so enamored in his phone he didn’t hear Clark sneak in, nor did he hear him close and lock the door to the small below deck room.
“Hey gorgeous.” Clark wrapped his arms around Tyler and started kissing his neck. One hand slipped up his shirt and grasped his chest, while the other slid back behind him and down Tylers back, between his cheeks and rested against his hole.
Tyler drew in a sharp breath of surprise and pleasure. “Clark,” he moaned out. “your friends are just outside.” Tyler weakly argued, trying to find a reason not to give in. Even though he desperately wanted to.
“When has that ever stopped us.” He growled as he worked his finger into Tylers pucker and his tongue down his throat. Tyler moaned and leaned back, letting Clark hold him. He knew just the way to touch him to turn him into moldable clay. Clark always knew how to get Tyler to do whatever he wanted him to do. Clark shoved his finger deeper into Tylers empty, then he shoved in a second one.
“Oh.” Tyler moaned into Clarks mouth. He could feel his rock-hard cock pressing into his back. Tylers own cock grew now. Clark kept tweaking Tylers nipple and fingering him.
“Oh god, Clark, I need you.” He begged.
“I need you too.” He responded between kisses. Tyler pulled himself off of Clarks fingers and turned around, falling to his knees. Tyler pushed Clark against the wall and pulled his shorts down, Clarks erection jumping out of his shorts and pointing straight at Tylers grinning, gaping mouth. “Fuck, please baby.” He didn’t need to ask again, Tyler went down. Stopping first at the cockhead, he slipped his tongue under the foreskin, circling his tongue around it the way Clark loved. He shook with pleasure, letting out a quiet moan.
Tyler lowered his jaw and engulfed his boyfriend in one, slow motion. Clark bucked, his knees growing weak from the sensation of Tylers tight throat enclosing around his girth. His foreskin had slid back and exposed his sensitive head to the softness of his mouth. Clarks pubes tickled Tylers nose and the smell of his body wash and sunscreen filled his nose.
“Fuck.” Clark pulled back and then bucked forward, placing his hands on Tylers head. He started fucking his boyfriends throat. Tyler gagged and choked and saliva and mucus started gushing out of his nose and mouth, lubing up Clark for what was to come. Tyler started to massage the balls as he kept plunging into Tylers face. “Fuck Ty, I don’t wanna cum yet, stand up.” He commanded and Tyler pulled off his cock. Tyler stood up and Clark shoved his mouth onto his again, and his fingers into his hole. “I can still feel all those loads in here, you filthy little whore.” Clark moaned. “I gotta add another one of mine, make sure you know whose pussy this is.” He growled into Tylers ear as Tyler whimpered in pleasure. “Or I might just loan you out to Damon and Lance right now.”
“No, I’m all yours daddy, I’m all yours.” Tyler moaned. “Make me yours.” Clark turned Tyler around, bent him over and squatted down. “Ah, fuck!” He exclaimed as Clark stuck his tongue in his pussy. Clark worked the hole over, getting it loose and wet for the fucking. Tyler kept moaning as Clark got deeper and deeper, reaching his hand up to massage Tylers taint, then his balls. Tylers legs started to shake. “Oh, fuck daddy. Please, please fuck me.” He begged.
“If you insist.” Clarks stood up and lined his pole up with his entrance. He pressed his cockhead lightly on the quivering pucker. Tyler let out a moan and his body shook. Clark grinned, “I’m gonna rip this cunt open again.” He growled in Tylers ear, then he pushed forward. “Oh god.” They both moaned as Clark sunk in, balls deep in one swift thrust.
“Daddy…” Tyler moaned, his eyes rolling in his head. Clarks cock pushed against his prostate, spread his walls open filling him with pleasure. Clark loved it when Tyler called him daddy, made whimpering noises.
“Fuck, that ass is still so tight.” He started to pull out, smacking Tylers ass, then shoved it all the way back in, in a deep, swift thrust.
“Fuck!” Tyler yipped. Clark kept going at a steady, medium pace. The slapping of his hips against Tylers ass and his moans filling the room, sending Clark into a feral state. He started fucking harder and faster. “Fuck Clark, I can feel the boat moving.”
“Good!” He said threw gritted teeth. “Now shut up!” He commanded, leaning forward and bending Tylers mouth to his. He kept one hand on Tylers hip to control the speed, while the other closed around his throat to silence his moans. Tyler loved when Clark choked him, he started rocking back. Matching Clarks thrusts, Tyler started to clench and unclench his inner walls the way Clark loved. “Fuck!” Clark exclaimed and then he started fucking harder. “I love you!” He drilled into Tylers hole harder and harder with each thrust. The slapping sounds become loud, hard, thunderous claps.
“Ah – fuck- I- fuck- I love you too-” Tyler managed to get out between the humps. Clark reached around and started stroking Tyler while he slowed his pace, but only a little. “Oh, fuck Clark! Oh, fuck! I love you so much!” Tyler almost screamed as Clark was able to pull his milk out in three short stokes. Tylers pearls of cum shot out and splattered on the wall, his cock leaking more as Clark kept stroking him.
“Fuck! I love you baby!” Clark shuddered as he could feel his own load begin to escape.
“Oh fuck, breed me Clark, breed me baby.” Tyler begged, feeling Clark tense up. He knew what was coming next.
Clark exploded into Tyler’s cunt. “Shit!” He exclaimed, still thrusting into Tyler. Rope after rope of semen flooding his boyfriends guts. He collapsed on top of Tyler and Tyler collapse onto the counter they had been bent over. He took in a deep breath, his forehead against Tylers back. “I love you so much.” Clark let out the breath, kissing Tylers back.
“I love you too Clark.” Tyler said back, his legs weak from the fucking. He could feel cum leaking out of his hole, running down his taint, balls, his leg. Clark was still hard and still inside of him. Tyler started to work his lower muscles to see if he could get Clark to cum again.
“Ah…” Clark moaned, his sensitive shaft and cockhead unable to take the pleasure of the silk walls milking his cock. He spewed again, a smaller, but still dense load. “fuck I love when you do that.”
“Mmm…” Tyler moaned as Clark pulled out, a satisfying pop.
“Fuck…” Clark stared at the now gaping hole. He went in again, licking up he cum and sweet, sweet juices of Tylers pussy hole. “Mmm, you taste so good, even used like this.” Clark said as he kept eating Tylers ass. Tyler shook and moaned from the pleasure. He felt his whole-body tense from the orgasm. Clarks tongue was deep inside when he felt his boyfriends body react. “What was that?” He asked, coming up for air.
“I looked it up, I think it was an anal orgasm.” Tyler explained.
“Well, let’s see if I can get you to do it again.” He happily went back to work. Tyler laid there and enjoyed it, unable to move due to his legs being to weak.
After Clark was able to cause two more orgasms, Tyler convinced him they should head back up on deck before anyone came looking for them. Tyler cleaned off Clarks cock, getting another load out enjoying the delicious taste of his man’s essence.
“I can’t believe we did that, I’m still so sore from the other day.” Tyler said, trying his best to walk normally.
“Yeah, I’m adding more when we get home by the way. I gotta reclaim what’s mine.” Clarks popped Tylers’ ass.
“If the boats rockin’ don’t come a knockin’!” Amy yelled from the water. Tyler went red, shooting quick glances around to Clarks friends. Josey and Damon tried to act like they didn’t know what had happened, Lance and Amy were giggling about it in the water, and Jacob was giving a nod of approval and wide grin to Clark, Emily, too, tried to act nonchalant about it. Clark didn’t seem to care that everyone knew what had happened.
“He was, um, helping me stretch.” Tyler tried to lie.
“Yeah, he stretched something! Ha!” Amy cackled.
“Why don’t you just drown!” Tyler facetiously laughed back at her, giving her the finger. She matched his gesture.
“Sorry, babe.” Clark said to Tyler.
“Oh, don’t be. I’m not embarrassed. I mean look at us, we’re hot. We’re a hot couple. We fuck.” Tyler announced.
“And not quietly.” Jacob laughed, still nodding his approval at his best friend.
*****
Tyler and Amy sat in Jasons office, it was cold and sparse of décor. Simple, efficient, direct. Only what was needed, Tyler appreciated that.
“Thank you for seeing us, and here. A card. I order new ones.” Amy had taken a Xanax to calm herself before the meeting. They got the call yesterday evening on the way home from the lake. She had stopped to print this one, singular card on the way.
“Thank you…” Jason reached out to take it from Amys firm grip. “Now, as I said. I reached out to a friend to get you a spot. A paid gig. So don’t fuck it up.” He pulled a file out of his desk.
“Thank you Mr. Miezel.” Tyler said, trying to remain calm.
“Of course. Here.” He slid the file toward them. “This has all the information and a contract discussing pay. Amy, sorry to tell you, you won’t be earning anything from this. This time. However,” He produced another file. “your employment contract. I don’t like poaching talent from other managers.” Her chin hit the floor.
“Can I keep my slogan?” She asked taking the contract in her hands.
“Yes. And for the next two or three months, you’ll need to book your boy here. Then we’ll get you some more clients. But for now I want all your energy on him. He’s got potential.” Jason leaned in his chair. “I shared some videos of him around the office. Everyone here wanted a piece of him.”
“I’m loyal. I wouldn’t have left Amy.” Tyler piped up, grazing over the contract. It looked good, the money looked good.
“You wouldn’t have been able to say no to some of the offers my managers would have made.” Jason chuckled. “Now, about your show. You’re last, it’s a favor. Not in the official line up. You’ll be introduced as ‘an up and comer’ it’s all in the paperwork.” Amy snatched Tylers folder and skimmed it quickly.
“It says here everyone else is getting a twenty, he’s getting five?” She turned into negotiation mode.
“Like I said, it’s not an official slot.”
“Five minutes is fine; I can do a lot in five.” Tyler tried to calm Amy down before she boiled the Xanax out of her system.
“You better,” Jason reached over and grabbed a calendar. “I’ve got some big slots to fill. You do good, Amy gets you some good gigs and you prove yourself? You fill these slots. Walter likes you.”
“Walter’s seen me perform?” Tylers mouth went dry.
“Yeah, after I mentioned you he remembered he’d seen you at an open mic few months back. He’s technically why you got this slot.” Jason relaxed, putting the calendar down. “I was just gonna hire Amy and give her a list of names to reach out to, to get you booked. Walt decided to throw you in the water, see if you can swim. Can you swim.”
“Like a shark, my boy swims like a fucking shark!” Amy exclaimed as she continued to skim over her contract, making notes and crossing lines out, adding her requests.
“I can swim.” Tyler agreed.
“You better fucking swim.” Is all Jason said. Then they went over some final numbers, Amy was directed towards HR to finish her contract negotiations.
When all was said and done, Tyler suddenly felt the need to celebrate. He wanted to fly. He wanted to fuck. His hole still ached from all the fucking over the weekend.
“Clark are you home?” He asked as soon as he answered the phone. “I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, take your fucking clothes off and be waiting for me.”
*****
Tyler slammed into the wall, Clark groped his chest and sent his tongue down his throat. Tylers hands traveled over every inch of Clarks naked body. He twirled his chest hair, rubbed his asscheeks, ran his nails down Clarks back. Clark held Tyler up against the wall and supported him with one hand on his ass, the other still traveling over his body.
“I’m so happy for you.” Clark spoke between kissing, Tyler nibbling his bottom lip. He responded by licking his tongue.
“Thank you baby, now show me how happy you are.” One of Tylers hands flew down to Clarks engorged cock. It was warm, rock hard. It felt thicker, longer than usual somehow. “Ohh…” Tyler moaned as he started to stroke Clark, he skillfully pushed one of his fingers past his entrance. They whirled around, Clark still carrying Tyler and he slammed them onto the bed, it nearly collapsed under the force of impact from their bodies.
“Oh, god I love you Ty!” Clark moaned, his finger inching deeper into his boyfriend. Another one sliding in. Tyler reacted by arching his back and spreading his legs for him. Moaning into yet another powerful, passionate, kiss.
They rolled around on the bed and Tyler landed on top of Clark, whose finger never left his hole. “Clark, oh god. I love you. Fuck you’re hitting my spot!” He exclaimed and Clark started wiggling his fingers, massaging the prostate. Tylers penis inflated instantly. “Ohhh…” Tyler exclaimed, Clark grabbed Tyler and started stroking while still playing inside him. Tyler writhed in pleasure; he could feel his orgasm approach. “Clark, I- Clark-” Then he stopped. “Fuck, why did you stop?” Tyler begged.
“I was- I wanna congratulate you. I was wondering…have you…” Clark seemed almost embarrassed to ask whatever it was he wanted to ask.
“Clark what is it?” Tyler leaned down and took his face in his hands. “What?” He chuckled the question.
“Have you ever…topped?” Tyler was almost too stunned to speak. Clarks innocent looking face waited for an answer.
“Uhm – uh- no. Not really.” He replied.
“I’ve never bottomed.” Clark said. “I want you to fuck me, celebrate the news by filling me with your seed…” Clark caressed Tylers face.
“Clark I-” Tyler didn’t know how to respond.
“You don’t have to, I just. This is a special moment. We should celebrate by doing something special.” Clark tried to convince him.
“A gangbang wasn’t special enough?”
“We didn’t do that to celebrate something this big.” He stroked Tyler again.
“I don’t know how good I’ll be, I’ve never topped. And I’m not really as big as you, I don’t know if you’ll like it.” Tylers cock was average, five and half, six inches maybe compared to Clarks nine to ten.
“Well I wouldn’t want to lose my virginity to a cock as big as mine anyway.” Clark joked. “Come on, I feel you feeling around back there all the time. Come on, be verse for me. I just wanna try it.”
“What if I’m better at than you?” Tyler teased, starting to move his hand down Clarks thigh.
“Then you’ll have to turn me into your personal cock-sleeve.” Clark raised his leg to allow Tyler some access. “So what do you say?” He raised a brow. Tyler took a moment to consider. He’d never done it. He’d thought about it once or twice, but he was bottom. Pure as the snow is white, he was a bottom. Clark moved Tylers hand down to his warm, tight, virgin hole.
Time for the snow to get painted blue, or red, or even fucking chartreuse.
Tyler grabbed Clarks hips and flipped him over in a quick motion. He smacked Clarks big, muscle bubble butt.
“Ah!” He yipped. “Take it easy, I don’t know if I’m built for this.”
“You’ve never gone easy on me.” Tyler said, spreading Clarks cheeks apart. His virgin hole didn’t wink at him, it sealed itself shut. Like someone afraid to look at a monster. “Fuck that looks nice.” He jiggled Clarks cheeks again then lowered himself.
Tyler took a deep whiff of Clarks cunt. It smelled just like him. Like man. Strong, powerful, alpha man. His mouth watered, he let a stream of drool fall from his mouth and it splashed on Clarks pussy. Clark shivered at the sensation. Tyler dove in.
It tasted fucking amazing. He’d eaten ass twice or so before, but this, this was the ass of ass. The soufflé of ass. The truffles of ass. Tyler himself moaned; Clark writhed as the new sensation rolled across him. Tyler went deeper, pushing his tongue in and spreading the cunt open. Pouring river after river of saliva into the virgin hole.
“Oh god, is this how I taste?” Tyler asked coming up for air.
“Like heaven?” Clark whimpered and bucked his ass back into Tylers face, throwing a hand back and shoving him deeper in. “Yes!” He exclaimed.
The room filled with moans, slaps, and slurping sounds. Tyler inserted a finger to help with the stretching. “Get on your back.” Tyler came back up again for air and commanded Clark. They switched positions. “Keep your legs spread, I’m gonna sit on your face, lube my cock up while I keep working your hole.” He instructed and Clark did. He swallowed Tyler in one swift bob of his head. He flared his tongue out and swirled Tyler around in his mouth. He groaned at the intense pleasure from the blowjob.
Tyler kept working Clarks hole while he slowly humped down into Clarks mouth. When he believed Clark to be ready and loose enough he lifted up.
“You ready?” Tyler asked as he positioned himself between Clarks legs, resting his cockhead against the soft, wet entrance.
“Yeah, just go slow.” Clark had never sounded so bottom, so beta before. It oddly turned Tyler on. He nodded and started to push in. It was tight and fought against him, even with all the lube and stretching he’d done. “Ohhhh….” Clark moaned and winced.
“Oh shit, it’s okay. It’s okay. I’ll go to slow.” Tyler inched in and spoke calmly to Clark. It felt good. Like his cock was being wrapped in a silk scarf. It was so soft, warm. It was tight like a vice, like a dog with a hambone. “Mmm…” Tyler moaned. “Almost in.” He said.
His cock sunk in, deeper and deeper, breeching the inner ring. Finally his cock was all the way in and he almost blew right there. He had to take a deep breath and freeze to stop himself. Both the men let out deep moans.
“Tell me when you’re ready.” Tyler said to Clark, letting his walls get used to him.
“Fuck, it hurts so good baby.” He groaned and writhed underneath Tyler. He’d put placed his hands on either side of Clark and his face was now hovering above his. Clark reached up to kiss the man he loved.
“I know, this is how it feels with you every time.”
“Even after all this time?” Clark asked as his muscles relaxed, giving into the pleasure.
“You’re the biggest I’ve ever taken.” Tyler told him.
“You are too.” Clark and Tyler both laughed at that. “Okay,” He nodded, swallowing the last of the discomfort away. “I’m ready. You can fuck me now.”
“I won’t last long.” Tyler told him.
“Then let’s make it count.” Clark reached up and pulled Tylers face to his with one hand, using the other to smack his ass and drive him deeper in. They both whimpered as Tyler pulled out just an inch or so, then pushed himself back in. “Ahh!” Clark let the whimper escape threw a kiss.
Tyler did it again and Clark moaned again.
Again.
Again.
“Fuck me baby…” Clark begged. Tylers switch flipped and he pulled back, almost all the way and then in a quick motion he plunged back in. “Fuck!” Clark yipped. Tyler picked the pace up, fucking him almost the way Clark fucked him. The two growled and barked approvals and Clarks sweet walls almost milked Tylers load out after the sixth thrust but he held on. He wanted to give Clark a good experience.
Tyler slowed his pace, dipping in and out and grinding in. His shaft all the way in Clarks no longer virgin hole. He could feel the heat, his orgasm rising.
“Fuck Clark, I’m gonna cum.” He warned.
“It’s fine, go ahead.” Clark started jerking himself, his legs flailing as Tyler started to pound into him harder and harder, getting closer and closer to getting his boyfriend pregnant. “Oh god!” Clark and Tyler both moaned. Tyler couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Shit!” He pushed all the way in one final time and felt himself spew his load, rope after rope, inside his first hole Clarks pussy was full in an instant of Tyler’s semen. Tyler hadn’t cum this much in so long, it started to leak out.
“Oh, fuck that feels so good. Shit Ty I’m close!” Clark exclaimed. Tyler didn’t want his load to fly across the room, so he pulled out quickly and positioned his head on top of Clarks cockhead. His tongue swirling around the cockhead, waiting for the sweet, precious liquid. “Oh! God! Fuck!” Clark boomed as he came with a force that could pierce a bullet proof vest.
The hot liquid filled Tylers mouth, he tried to swallow it, but it was too much. It spewed out of his nose, shot back out his mouth as he drove his head down on Clarks cock, moving his hand out of the way. Clark grabbed Tylers ears and held him down as he kept coming. Tyler shoved two fingers back into his still wet hole and massaged the g-spot. Clarks body stiffened, his toes curling as he orgasmed again, shooting another river of cum down Tylers throat.
“Fuck!” He exclaimed kicking his leg as he shot more and more. He held Tylers head down even after he was done. Letting Tyler swallow what he could and clean the cock. “Oh my god. That was fucking amazing.” Clark released Tyler and he collapsed to the side, resting his head on his boyfriends thigh. It gave him a great view of the used, leaking hole.
“Oh, shit that looks hot.” Tyler went forward and started licking up the pearls that had started to fall out of Clarks no longer tight anus.
“Oh shit. Fuck. It’s so sensitive Ty.” Clark moaned but didn’t stop him. “Oh god, keep going.” Tyler did, shoving his finger back in to join the party. They kept his up for a few moments, but when it was obvious Tyler wasn’t going to be able to milk another load out of him he stopped.
“I love you so much.” Tyler climbed up to Clarks face and they kissed.
“I love you too.” Clark moved his fingers back to Tylers hole. “Let’s rest up a bit, then I’ll fuck you. Then…” He bit Tylers lip and massaged the pussy. “you can fuck me again.”
“God, I’ve turned you into an insatiable power bottom haven’t I?” They both chuckled.
“Oh yeah baby.” Clark grinned, sending his finger deep into Tylers cunt.
