I can’t seem to take my eyes off Josh’s naked ass.
It is a thing of beauty: tight and firm, indented at the sides. Walking across the bedroom, he looks at me over his shoulder when he hears me sigh, then laughs when he sees where my eyes are glued. Cocky bastard! I think he needs bringing down a peg or two.
I strip off my t-shirt and undo the top button of my jeans, I’m going to need a bit of breathing room.
Lying on the bed, my head propped on my hand, I watch him go through his nightly routine, quietly amazed at how comfortable he has become in such a short time. After a rocky start, we seem to have fallen into our version of a relationship, but I don’t want him getting too comfortable. No, that wouldn’t do at all. We are both at our best when things are a little on edge, a little uncertain.
“Get your ass over here, Josh.”
I see his hand hesitate as he pushes the dresser drawer in and he straightens a little, his shoulders going back. He glances back at me a question in his eyes – one that’s answered by the look in mine.
I enjoy watching him walking towards me, almost as much as I love watching him walk away. He is lean, but the muscle definition on his body is beautiful. Our eyes meet and hold as he climbs onto the bed.
“Lie on your front.” I instruct him.
As soon as he’s in position I straddle his legs, my cock nestling in the juncture between his legs and his ass. Running my hands over his broad, muscular back, I rub my balls and dick up and down the crack of his ass, just enjoying the feeling of it for a moment.
His skin is warm and still a little damp from his shower. I lean forward and lick a line up his spine until I get to his neck. Nibbling and kissing my way round to his ear, I blow over the wetness on his skin and watch him shiver.
“You know I love your ass.” I whisper in his ear as I stroke my body over his. I see him smile and nod, confident in his ass’s place in this world. “Well, tonight I’ve decided I want to see how much I love it when it’s rosy pink and really hot to the touch.”
He turns his head to look at me, not sure about the direction this seems to be taking.
“You want to spank me?” He tries to pull off a faintly condescending look, but I see the excitement flicker in his eyes.
I sit back and put my hands on his ass, squeezing and spreading him apart. I run my thumbs up and down the line that separates each cheek, softly circling his hole until he is pushing back against me. I know he is dragging his cock along the sheet, trying to get some friction.
I raise my hand and watch intently as I land the first blow to those firm muscles.
I hear him mutter “Fuck!” as he squeezes his cheeks together.
I don’t give him chance to think about it before I lift my hand and do it again. I don’t go easy. The palm of my hand stings and quickly heats up as I find my rhythm but I need more freedom of movement so I move to kneel beside him and say, “Up on your knees.”
I love watching the lines of his body in this position; I love watching him arching his back as he gives his ass to me. So fucking hot – I have to readjust my dick in my jeans.
I stroke over his already pink skin with my tingling palm before tapping him gently, low down on the fleshier part of his ass. He pushes back, his breaths coming hot and fast now as he says my name: “Ben, please!”
I can’t hold back my grin when I see how hard and wet his cock is. He fucking loves this – my dirty boy.
I give him three slaps on each cheek and watch him press his forehead into the bed.
“Oh God, Ben. That feels so good, why does that feel so good? Shit! I need to come already.”
“Not yet,” I say as I continue to create the sexiest deep pink colour on his skin with one hand as I unfasten my jeans with the other. I take my cock out and work my jeans down around my ass as I put my hand in front of Josh’s face. “Lick it.”
He might as well be licking my cock as his wet tongue travels up my hand. I feel it so intensely I worry for a second that I’m going to lose it and spoil the whole thing.
“Good boy.” I encourage him as I take hold of my cock, loving the slick feel of it. Pumping it long and slow my eyes close as I lose myself in how fucking incredible that feels.
I push his legs apart with my knees as I move behind him. Working my cock with one hand, the other moves to feel the heat of Josh’s skin as my eyes devour every glorious inch of him.
“Take hold of your cock, Josh. We’re going to come together. Fuck your hand while I come on your gorgeous pink ass.”
“Oh my fucking God, Ben! Yes, I want that. Please!”
He is panting now, so close. I can see his muscles tense and his shoulders drop.
His hand works fast, he is greedy, always is at this point. He wants it and I love watching him lose control.
I hold my breath when I realise it’s nearly over, there’s that brief moment of frustration, knowing this intensity of feeling can’t last forever. Then the flip side, when I decide to embrace it and rush towards the finish.
I work my cock fast and hard, my hand is near the head, my fingers catching the sensitive underside over and over until my head goes back and my eyes squeeze shut.
“Shit, so close!”
“Yeah, do it, Ben. Come all over me. I want it, please, Ben, do it now.”
I force my eyes open, needing to watch this. My cock is rubbing against Josh’s ass and it is fucking hot. That’s the last thought I have before every muscle in my body clenches and my movements become jerky and desperate. I moan long and loud as I watch myself mark Josh’s rosy skin.
Every muscle so recently tensed suddenly relaxes and my hot, stinging hand moves to rub my balm into the ass that started it all.
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