Lust
Before...After and Again
by Wolfe
Moonlight dancing on the windscreen as our love mobile slides into the deserted parking lot. Two bottles of tequila, handful of poppers
and a boner tearing up my levi button flys.
In and out of the little office he has the key to our cabana in paradise. Sliding back into the bucket seat that bubble ass stretches the white chinos, no jockys and in
the dome light I can make out black curly hairs and a lump no sports cup could
hope to encase. Would the magnums we got at CVS fit him..fit me...hell, can they be slid on over precum drenched cocks...will they stay on? No matter, the room awaits.
Okay, light the candles.. no taj mahal but what the fuck...we aren't here for the tour.
My god, getting his shirt, even sleeveless over these bulging bronzed muscles is a
struggle. I linger a moment nibbling the rosette nipples nursing them erect. My tongue now lapping at his treasure trail pausing to suck the sweetness from the hollow of his rippled abdomen. Slowly tugging the zipper of his skin snug linen slacks, easing past the now wakening serpent below, careful not to snag one precious bit of the skin enshrouding its head. Odors permeate my nostrils as I tongue, inhaling his most personal essence.
Once idle fingers fumbling now unbuttoning freeing my crotch. My levis drop,
joiningg our shirts crumpled on the floor. Plump lips seek and finding begin to nurse
the purple flange and pulsing meat. Slowly the tongue edges over my swollen
nuts past the taint and through the hairs to my most sacred place. Quivering
a moist trail in the blondness there it rims, it pokes, teasing , plunging seeking
the entrance to my chamber of pleasure marking a trail to the promised land.
A pause for drinks and breaths and the adventure continues. My newly christened lips have found the pot of gold at the rainbows end. Quick a popper and a gusher ensues ...sweet young manhood coats my throat and pints of college jock cum
slithers down igniting the flames in my gut. His rod loses none of its tumescence
still throbbing still questing more and different release. My virgin ass quakes ...
a mixturre of fear and desire casing that tight sphincter to wink open and shut
in almost desperate invitation. Quantities of me now splooging his manly chest
in anticipation.
A pause, long tugs of tequila and such, my eyes fearfully witness the boys engorgement. The bulbous head swelling in the candlelight, my swollen cock now
shriveling, sated yes but frightened too. More tequila, soft words and gentle
hands caress me soothing this timid anal virgin. My lover, wise beyond his years
offers the drink and the bong...he then langouriously dips his fingers in our mingled
juices applying them to his trojan wrapped warrior as it struggles within the confines.
Dabs of love trickled between my flanks my thighs now open as my mind freed of
its chains soars with desire and unmet need. A new and unknown craving opens
me deep. The Searing iron shift at my innocent portal hammers and thrusts at a gate
never before used this way. The demanding animal opens and enters. Pain, both
horrible and exquisite course my veins. The erratic jabbing settles into a rythmic
thrusting, massaging places I never knew existed. Another gulp, a puff a hit and
then his sweated wet chest on mine both gasping and heaving. The incredible machine he called his cock still rubber suited still pumping, its hugeness still invading
my bowels... still causing paroxyms of delight that were before unknown unimagined.
Sunlight streaming through the filthy window pane. Sparkling rays biting through the
grime and hopelessness years of neglect had coated the walls, the floor, the very air.
Sagging mattress pressing the beds rusty springs into the detria below. Amid the ticking and coils a body, supine, as bare as the bulb overhead.
The suffocating heat envelopes the exposed body of my now depleted lover. The
snores coming from the bed vibrate my very soul, my hands atremble, spilling
tequila on my silvered chest, bathing me in drops of alcohol where moments before I had been covered in the waters of lust. Murky puddles, proof of our incontrovertible entropy, dissipated enthalpy.
These tawdry quarters once again begin to pale as the tequila slides down my throat and his chiseled buttocks send their fervent message to the no longer dead beast in my lap. Refreshed. now swelling seven thick unhooded inches craving his inner sanctum. Salt crystals dried on his young gleaming flesh, fresh trickling rivulets from neck to calves begging for
attention searching lips to get the moistness to the boys muscled ass. My rampant cock and I lurch forward. The condom tight but finally rolling over my tower of desire.
Our sweat and stale semen serving as lubricant. I position myself curly haired chest to nubile bare back, spreading his rosy cheeks, readying the head of my desire to enter the sweet confines of his now awakening anus. Its greedy mouth even now engulfing, swallowing me so deep so swift into...
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What did you say? Think the Auto dude or the real writers here might enjoy?
That's brilliant, Chaz! I've seen something similar before, but this is even better! 
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