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pressed against his. He sighed. “Christ, you feel so
good.”
Slippery
hands
moved
down
over
Anthony’s stomach, gripping his sex. “Hard,
umm, nice and hard.”
Anthony ground his ass back against Michael’s
groin. He let his head go back as Michael began to
stroke his cock. He wanted to remind him of what
he’d said earlier, but he quickly forgot to.
Michael’s lips came down on his throat and then
went to his shoulder and bit it gently. His hand
kept up the pressure on his cock as the other one
worked its way back to his chest.
“Fuck me.” Michael sighed against his neck.
Anthony turned around in his arms and
lowered his mouth to his. He kissed him deeply,
one hand on his ass and the other moving around
to Michael’s swollen cock. Michael was devouring
his mouth. Anthony could feel the need in him,
and his body was responding. Michael moaned
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into his mouth, then, reared back. “Get a condom,
and take me to your room.”
Anthony stood there for a second, looking at
him. “Are you sure this is…”
Michael glanced down at his erection. “Do you
require more proof?”
Anthony trailed his finger over his cock. “No.”
He smiled softly.
Michael took his hand. “Turn off the shower.
Come on.”
Michael’s hands were all over him again as
soon as they were in his room. He left him only
long enough to take the condom from the drawer,
then he pushed him down on the bed. He opened
the condom while Anthony watched him, and
began to position it at the tip of Anthony’s cock.
“God, you’re beautiful, you know that?”
Michael said, rolling the condom down to the
base, then, falling on top of him.
Anthony gave him back kiss for kiss, caressing
his ass as Michael sat up and began to straddle his
cock.
“I plan to use your cock, so don’t move.”
He winked at him, which caused Anthony to
laugh. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” Anthony replied,
grunting as he felt the head of his cock begin to
enter Michael’s ass.
Michael bore down on him, muttering words
which sounded incoherent, but it didn’t matter.
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He couldn’t really focus on the words anyway.
Michael had completely swallowed his sex and
now he was beginning to move his body up and
down on it, causing his entire body to flush with
pleasure.
“Oh God,” he said, his hips beginning to move.
He was completely in Michael’s power, the
rhythm was entirely Michael’s, a rhythm which
went from slow and sensual to fast and furious,
culminating in both of them praying to God and
shouting out obscenities.
They lay there, breathing hard in unison, trying
to recover. Eventually, Anthony rolled over onto
his side. He looked at Michael. It made no sense
for him to be lying here with him, and yet at the
moment, he couldn’t imagine doing anything else.
He wanted to ask him what this was, but he
doubted that Michael knew himself.
Michael was looking into his eyes, perhaps as
confused as he was. A hand reached out and
touched his hair, pushing it back. Anthony
grabbed it with his and kissed it, then released it.
Michael laughed softly. “You need to stop
wearing those shorts.”
“What would you like me to wear?” Anthony
asked innocently.
“Nothing.”
He laughed. “I’m wearing nothing now.”
“I see that,” Michael said, reaching out and
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running a hand down his chest to his stomach.
“You’re hard again,” he said, running his finger
over the tip of his cock.
“I’m always hard.”
“That’s good. Can I make that joke about a hard
man is good to find?”
“I think you just did.”
“Oh, yeah. Guess I did.” He wrapped his
fingers around Anthony’s shaft. “I want you
again. Can you believe that?” He didn’t give him
time to comment. He moved his body closer and
pressed his mouth against his.
Anthony delved his tongue inside his mouth,
running it along his lips, then, trailing it down his
chest to his nipples where he began to lick them.
Michael kept squeezing his cock until Anthony
moved down further and spread his thighs apart.
He felt Michael’s hands in his hair as he took his
erection into his mouth. His fingers tightened and
pulled, causing him to wince, but it didn’t stop
him from sucking and licking his cock and his
balls. At the same time, he lifted his hips a little
and inserted a finger up inside of him. He began
to fuck him with his finger, which elicited little
whimpers from Michael, which turned into a gruff
shout when Anthony lifted his legs over his broad
shoulders, replacing the finger with his cock.
“Fuck me, oh yeah. Don’t hold back. Oh God,
yeah…yeah…”
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Anthony finally exploded inside of Michael.
When he collapsed on top of him, Michael lifted
his head and captured his mouth with his. He
kissed him passionately, while his hands moved
over his back and down to his ass. Finally, Michael
stopped kissing him. He smoothed his hair back
and pressed Anthony’s head down on his
shoulder. Michael’s hand continued to gently
caress his back in a soothing motion. He closed his
eyes, and slipped into sleep.
* * * *
When Michael finally opened his eyes again,
Anthony was still sleeping soundly in his arms.
His body was warm, and so inviting. Michael
hated to wake him, but the alarm said that it was
almost six o’clock. “Baby,” he said, kissing his
forehead. “Anthony. It’s almost six.”
“Um, I don’t care,” he groaned, tightening his
hold on him. “I don’t care about anything.”
Michael stroked his hair, something closing his
throat as he looked at him, some strange feeling of
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