After I closed the hotel room door, I dragged Kyle into my arms, crashed my mouth against his, and started kissing shit out of him. Our tongues dueled for prime position in each other’s mouths, teeth clashed, and hands tore at clothes. Within seconds we were both deliciously naked and I fisted our cocks together in one hand.
Kyle’s hips pistoned forward as I dragged my fingers over our cocks. I pulled away, breathless and needing to slow things down before I came. Erupting in my hand over his belly, wasn’t what I wanted.
I guided us both to the bed, sat down and pulled Kyle onto my lap. His lips crushed against mine, my leaking cock pressed at his arse, his fingers wound in my curls. I felt myself on the edge and pushed him back, forcing our lips apart and he groaned in protest. His eyes smoldered with lust.
“Kyle, wait.”
“I can’t.” His response was breathless, needy, and a chuckle bubbled from me at the display of his impatience.
“Kyle, I need to ask you something.”
He placed his hands to either side of my face. “Yes.”
I chuckled again. “You don’t even know what I was going to ask.”
“Fuck. Just ask then, please.”
“Have you ever bottomed?”
The way Kyle tensed in my arms gave me the answer and I watched as he dragged a hand over his head and down his face.
“No.” He sounded almost scared.
“That’s okay, it doesn’t matter.” There was no way I’d push my man to do something he didn’t feel comfortable with. I leaned forward to kiss him but his hand on my chest held me back.
“It’s such an intimate invasion of a man’s body, I vowed I would never bottom for anyone but the man I loved.” He paused and I waited for him to continue. “I was waiting… For you.”
My heart swelled with love for this man and I couldn’t wait to bury myself in his virginal arse. I eased him onto his feet, stood, spun him around and lowered us both onto the bed. We kissed passionately, a tangle of limbs. Cocks dripped pre-cum between us.
“Please, babe, make love to me.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I peppered his face and neck with soft kisses. Kyle moaned, his fingertips pressing into the muscles of my shoulders. He spread his legs wide and lifted his hips, an invitation for me to bury myself in him, but I wasn’t ready.
I lowered my lips to the hard bud of a nipple and bit down, causing Kyle to groan in pleasure, before suckling and gently blowing across the damp area. The bud elongated and stood to attention, begging for more. I gave the other equal attention while Kyle writhed and moaned beneath me.
His hands moved from my shoulders to my curls, pulling hard on my scalp. It bordered on being painful. As I slid down my lover’s body, my tongue traced every ridge and valley of his hard, muscular chest. When my tongue dipped into his belly button, I tasted his pre-cum mixed with mine. I lapped greedily at it, holding Kyle’s hips down to keep him in place.
“Fuck, Luke, quit playing with me!”
I smiled at the desperation in my man’s voice before moving up and placing a kiss to his lips.
“Patience, sweetheart, I’ve waited a long time for this.”
Kyle growled when I slid back down his body, nipping, licking, and kissing a path down to his dick. I swallowed the full length, and when he hit the back of my throat, relaxed the muscles to take him deeper. Up until now it had been me on the receiving end of Kyle’s attention, it was time he ‘suffered’ at my hands.
I revelled in the musky nectar of pre-cum with every suck, lick, and nip. Kyle’s dick was silky soft and rock hard, polar opposites. I could have stayed there loving on his cock for the rest of the weekend, but it was driving my man crazy, and I knew he wouldn’t allow much more. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last without being inside him.
I released the weeping cock, and spread his legs wide, revealing the perfect pucker I desired. My cock hardened at the beautiful sight before me.
I watched Kyle’s face as I slid a moistened finger inside. He stiffened, so I pulled out and sat back on my haunches, rubbing his thighs. “Relax, sweetheart. You can stop me at any time if you don’t want this.”
“Keep going. It feels strange…different, but I want you, Luke. All of you. Please claim me as yours.”
I inserted a finger again, pushing against the tight muscles which protested at my invasion. Then I slid my legs from under me, lowered my head and my tongue joined in the caress.
I felt Kyle relax, and when he moaned, took it as a sign he was enjoying himself, and added a second finger. With two firmly ensconced in his arse, I stretched him in readiness for my cock. I was the top end of average in length, but thick, and I was determined Kyle’s first experience as a bottom would not be a bad one.