Thursday, January 30, 2014

Taste of Temptation Part One

I watch him lower himself slowly down onto his knees, licking his lips as he stares at my growing erection. His eyes look up into mine with a pleading gaze. My heart starts pounding as he reaches for my belt. Soon I hear and feel the belt being undone. With a flick of his thumb he has my fly open. "I can't wait to taste you, Sir. To milk the sweet saltiness from you." He grips both sides of my pants and with a swift pull my erection springs free. I fist his hair in my hand at the nape of his neck. Pulling hard, I tilt his head up so that he has not choice but to meet my eyes. I lean down and capture his lips with mine. As soon as I feel him relax into the kiss, I pull away from him, breaking our connection. I stare into his deep blue eyes as I try to control my breathing. I loosen my grip and allow him to continue as I stand back up right.

I watch him take my shaft in his hand. He looks back up to me as he opens his mouth, almost as if he's silently asking me for approval. The heat of his breath caresses the head of my cock. I feel a new rush of blood head down towards my sac as he swipes his tongue across my sensitive nerves. I tilt my head back and moan in sweet ecstasy. I look back and see a sweet smile play across his lips. He closes his mouth around me and begins a teasing pace. Slowly lavishing and stroking me. Pulling at every restraint I have in me to keep from ending his wish and fuck him here and now.

I reach down and grabbing his hair, I begin setting a faster pace. He moans and starts to suck me harder. His tongue slides over the head and lashes out on my nerve. I feel another rush of blood. I know I am close. I don't want this to end. Not yet. I pull hard on his hair and as I do, I hear a loud "pop" as I my dick leaves his lush mouth. I drag him to his feet and crash my lips against his. My tongue forces him to open to me. I take all and give only what I want to give. I feel him relax in my hold and I spin him around, ripping his jeans down exposing his sweet ass.

I run my hands slowly up his legs as I stand. With one hand I rub the small of his back. My other hand spreads his cheeks wide. Fuck his ass is so delectable. I kneel behind his body and dive in eating at his sweet rosette, preparing him for me to enter. Lashing at him like a hungry beast eating his last meal. I quickly grab my shaft and as I stand up again, I press the head of my cock at his sweet tight entrance.

I start to push in and I hear his moan of pleasure and it pulls on my restraints once more. Slowly I push my way in. Fuck he is so tight! I know I won't last long. Before I know it I am balls deep in his tight little ass. I start to pull out just as slowly and I watch his back flush the most beautiful color of red. He looks at me from over his shoulder. The heat in his eyes is unmistakable and sends me over the edge. I pound into his ass like my life depended on it. I feel him clamp down on to me as I push in.

"Fuck me, Baby! Fuck me hard!" He yells into the air. I dig my nails into his hips and pull him back as I thrust into him, slamming his body into mine. I'm really close now. Each stroke is making it harder to contain the orgasm that is building quickly. I want to wait just a little longer. I need to see him cum. Soon I hear the words of sweet rapture.  "Fuck! Baby! I'm coming!" And with that I close my eyes and thrust into his ass one final time. I feel the heat of my seed fill him. I collapse onto his hot sweaty body, with my cock still buried balls deep inside of him. I put my arms around him and pull him to the floor with me, kissing his back as exhaustion takes over both of us.

I awake to find myself alone in bed and with a killer hard on. Damn it! It was nothing but a dream. I throw the covers off of me to find I had cum in my sleep. Fuck! I can't take this any more. I need him. I want him. I reach over to my bedside table and grab the photo from last summer. There he is with that piece of shit Mark. God why can't Adam see Mark is only using him? I look at the clock and realize I have only been asleep for an hour. I get up and pull on my pants. As I walk out of my bedroom door, Matthew walks out of the bathroom.

"Jesus, Jessie. You look like shit." I rub the back of my neck as I look over to him. "Yeah well I feel like shit. Hey, you want to go and get a drink with me? I can't seem to sleep." I watch a smile spread across his face. "Oh hell yeah. Just give me a few and we will head out to Curley's." With that Matthew darts down the hall into his bedroom. About an hour later we arrive at the bar. We walk in and just my luck the man of my dreams is there. I look around the room to see if Mark is anywhere in sight. There is no sign of him at all. I walk up to the bar where one of my buddy's sat.

"Hey Blake. What's going on?" I slap him on the back as I order my usual. "Hey Jess. Nothin' much. Where's Matthew? You never come here without him." I look over my shoulder and he is already on the hunt. "He's over there on the dance floor. Looks like he might be getting lucky tonight." We both laugh and I take a long drag off my bottle as I stare at Adam. Blake looks in the direction I am and a smile plays across his lips. I look down at him. "What!" It was a demand not a question. Blake takes a swig of his beer and then turns to face me. "You. That's what. You have pined over that man for forever now. Why don't you make your move?" I laugh out loud. "Even if I did make a move it wouldn't go anywhere. He's with that shit head Mark. Adam is not one to cheat on his partner." I spin back towards the bar and finish off my beer. As I motion for another one. I hear Blake's laughter over my shoulder.

"Dude, Mark ended it with him weeks ago. He ran off with some underwear model from New York." He slaps me on the back. I turn and watch as Adam moves from the bar and heads to the restrooms. I whip my gaze back to Blake. "Your not bull shitting me right?" I search his eyes. "Man, I'm telling you the truth. He's single." I turn back to the bar and take one last swig of beer. I push away from the bar and walk towards the darkened hallway hoping like hell Blake was right.