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Finally Nailed HimI took in the view of the man lying next to me. Long limbs stretched the length of the bed, long and tanned legs with soft hair trailing up his legs to the full rounded cheek of his arse. His waist narrowed into the soft duvet, pushing his spent cock into the cushioned mattress as he slept. His strong muscled back rose and fell with the regularity and calm of his breathing. I could feel the coolness in the air and so could he. The almost colourless hair at the base of his spine stood erect, trying to maintain the heat our bodies had just shared. The sweat dried on our skin. I knew he was asleep but still felt guilty at examining and admiring his youthful form. This was new. He had drifted to sleep so quickly after we had come. The warm scent of our fucking still lingered in the air, adding another layer on the blankets of the tousled and untidy bed. It was strange and wonderful to think that something that had been thought about so often had just happened finally.I had met Dan through friends. There had been an initial glance of attraction that neither of us had missed. He was around five foot with dark dirty blond unruly hair that made him look more boyish than his 18 or so years should have. He looked like he was 12 or 13. His lopsided grin was meant to look up at you from the comfort of a bed. His build was neither skinny nor muscled. He wore his body comfortably, which of course made him all the more beautiful. His boyfriend had also noticed my attention. I wasn’t in the habit of breaking up couples, so I retracted to the other side of the room as soon as I could. So it was that admiration grew into friendship. Fate had not befriended us, when he broke up with Paul, I had met someone else. We met at parties, made small talk, and tried to conceal our feelings behind jokes and indirect glances for nearly two months.Only two days before that had changed. My boyfriend had found comfort in the arms of a vacuous but ultimately angelic looking 20 year old. Truthfully it had been a hope of mine for months; that the decision to end it would be taken from me. I had bumped into Dan on a Friday night, facing a long and difficult weekend. It was then I realized that somewhere planets had started moving in a different direction. Explaining my new single status, he had smiled widely and welcomed me to the club. He had also welcomed me to join him for a drink that night. Attraction had built through the night. Mild flirtation no longer restrained by the need to ‘do the right thing’ had developed into a groaning desire to wrap ourselves in each other. There was a need to do this properly though, not to end a year of dick-stirring fantasy with an enjoyable but quick blow job in a quiet doorway. A slow and soft kiss had ended that night, my mind raced with the sudden possibilities.Dan had always talked about his love of Huntington Beach. So it was that by Saturday afternoon I had driven us the hundred or so miles down the coast to make it our haven. The cottage I had got looked out onto the sea, up above the town on the high cliffs. It had only two rooms, one was all we needed. The nearest house was half a mile away. It was perfect. We unloaded the food we had bought in the kitchen area and breathed in the cool air of a Spring day.We managed ten minutes of skirting around the thoughts on our minds before we touched. Just enough to fire up the old gas fire and bring our things into the house. As he unpacked the food, momentarily he turned his back to me. His t-shirt was tight against a smooth and toned back. It beckoned me to touch it. My hand stroked the smoothness of his body through edirne escort the cotton. I needed to be closer to him, needed to feel more of him. The surprise tightened then softened his skin. I moved close behind him. My thighs up against the back of his jeans, my chest against his back and breathed him in. He filled my lungs before my mouth opened softly against the nape of his neck. Soft clean hair tickled my face as I kissed at the tendons at his shoulders. His body shifted, a gasp escaping from his mouth. My cock was independent of me, feeling so hard in the confines of my own jeans. Dan pushed back against me, filling any space left between us with his body. My dick warmed against his arse. Two layers of denim and cotton feeling like a brick wall that separated us from finally joining.My hands found the hard leather of his belt and then pulled at the t-shirt from behind. The coolness of the outside air had stuck to them. I felt his skin retract automatically at the cold as I made contact with the soft comforting hair of his flat defined stomach. My mouth continued to taste him. My crotch pushed tight against the firm pillow of his arse as I traced the lines of his body up under the cover of his t-shirt. His chest was as hard as it had been in my dreams. My hands on him, it felt like I was molding fantasy into reality. Hard buttoned nipples stood proud of the slightly curled hair. I pulled gently at them, drawing them a quarter inch from his chest, rewarded by a soundless rush of hair from his mouth.“I’ve wanted this for so long….” he said, the end of his sentence was lost in the closeness we were sharing. He must know I felt the same. My hands were now warmed on his body. I pulled him around to face me and the grin that had etched on my brain met me. He had beautiful full lips, the short blond red hair in his slight beard framing the soft pink skin. I leaned in to him, mesmerized by that smile. I was completely his. Our lips met awkwardly at first, the trial run that every new pair have. We molded to each other and my mouth tasted his. The stubble on his chin sc****d and brazed mine. With this small fire of heat on my skin I could feel my skin flush. I could also feel the hardness of his cock pushed up against mine, now soaking in the wrappings of my boxers.We kissed for a long time, softly grinding our hardening bodies against each other. The room was starting to warm with us. I could feel the dampening of sweat on my back. I pulled at my t-shirt, drawing it from shined skin. As I did Dan’s mouth and head moved to my chest. He pushed hard against me, breathing in the warmth, nestling into the hair between my nipples. My arms wrapped around him, pulling him into a bear hug and away into the room. We found our place on the sofa in front of the noisy fire. He pushed me back into the cushions and stood in front of me. I stared at the show he gave me. His long fingers pulled his t-shirt high over his head and off, drawing his body into swimmers lines. Curved toned flanks, the deep recess of his arm pits, decorated with thicker darker hair. His chest hair was fine. Thinning below his nipples to a line that grew like creepers from his jeans.I reached to pull at the belt, allowing me he leaned back. The top few of inches of his cock, pushed up and out under his jockeys. I pulled both down. His hard wide dick pulled down then slapping back up against the hairy nest of his crotch and stomach. I pulled him to me and I pushed my face into the hair and tasted him. He was salt and sex. His cock rested against my cheek. I could feel the wetness that poured from him drip against my escort edirne neck. I had never seen him without clothes. In my fantasies I had imagined him as possessing the perfect cock. Even in my thoughts I had not created the vision only inches from my mouth. He was big, seven inches long and wide. His uncut head was full and shined with precum. One thick perfect vein wrapped once around its length, before disappearing into the dark blond of his pubes. I looked up at that grin, as I took the head in my mouth caressing and stroking at the full low hanging balls that filled my hand. He groaned loudly. His head fell back, drawing tight the muscle on his abs, defining those lines. His hand stroked at my ear, encouraging me to take him further. I pushed on, widening my mouth to take more of him into me.His head filled my throat as I adjusted my breathing to take him. He tasted sweet, like sugar with an edge of salt. My hand reluctantly left his balls, to grasp at the full buttocks of his arse. The flesh below the skin was hard, soft hair thickened at the cleft to my ultimate goal. I could only take so much of him into my mouth, so started to move my mouth onto then off his full hard cock. My mouth watered with taking him, wetness pooling on the top of his shaft. It dripped down my chin to shine and glisten in the hairs of his balls.He groaned with each embrace of my mouth. The muscles in his now bare thighs tightened to stop him from pushing his cock further into my wet warm throat. My fingers moved to the dampness of his cleft. He knew my intention from their movement. A mixed moan and giggle echoed above me. It was as if we were old lovers. So comfortable with each other’s touch we were both automatically responsive to the choreography of our fucking. One of my fingers rubbed at the tight mouth of his hole. Pushing against it gently I drove his cock deeper in my mouth. I had freed my own angry needy dick now. My free hand stroked it smoothly anointed as it was in the lube he had drawn from me. He was caught in a question of want. If he relaxed the muscle of his arse, my finger would strike the nerves within him. If he resisted his cock would push deeper still into my mouth and make him want to be fucked even more.He squirmed, desperate to be taken in hand. I pulled him down to me on the sofa, between my legs. Our cocks fought for space as they rubbed against each other as our mouths met. I could feel the wetness of my mouth on his dick and kissed him hard. My hand found its goal again. I wet my finger and pushed into him. Kissing him hard he rocked against my finger, relaxing and letting me into the hot tight space of his arse. Giggling again, his grin made my cock solid. I wanted to fuck him. Wanted to fuck him slowly as he moaned and took all the enjoyment I could give him.I pulled him onto his stomach. His thick tight thighs spread to bare the pink mouth of his arse. Wet hair met my face as I pushed my own mouth to kiss it. My tongue found its way in, hard and as deeply as I could to push through the tight muscle. He moaned again, pushing his body back against me.“Ah, yeah, please keep doing it” so I did. I ate him as hungrily as I could. He pushed his handsome face into the cushion of the sofa and groaned hard. I could feel his body relax in the waves of his pleasure. When my mouth eventually came away from him, he didn’t move, just waited. I felt bigger than I had in months. I warmed the lube on my fingers. Pushing and rubbing it against the now softened ring of muscle that I had dreamed of pushing through.I took off my remaining clothes. Standing behind him as he knelt on edirne escort bayan the sofa I pushed my cock against his arse. He looked up at me. Soft brown eyes, wet lips full and bruised from kissing, and his eyes locked on mine as my dick pushed into him inch by inch. All seven inches entered him, so slowly that I felt each contour as it passed through his hole. His mouth fell slack as I filled him. It felt better than I had ever imagined, so hot, so tight, so welcomed. The twist of his body on the sofa made me able to join completely with him. I leaned forward and hugged him again. My arms tight around his chest I found his cock easily. It felt huge in my hand. His hardness and whispers confirming his enjoyment.I could feel how tight he was, I didn’t want to hurt him. I started to rock against him, only an inch of movement in our fucking at first. As his responses became louder and more breathless, I pulled back further each time building to fucking him hard once I knew he wanted me to.Our moans matched each other as the tempo built. Dan’s hand replaced mine on his cock. His head was still deep against the cushion, mouth open, eyes closed. As I pulled back up to stand I wondered at my cock pushing into the full orbs of his arse, the hair of the cleft wet with my mouth and lube. He was truly beautiful.“Fuck me, so fucking good,…” my name lost against the fabric of the sofa. His legs shook as muscles and nerves sparked. My cock rubbed deep inside him. His arse formed around it, stretching the flesh of it as I pulled out. He lifted one leg, allowing me deeper. The sight of his rounded muscled thigh, tanned and lightly haired was driving me insane as I tried to keep from exploding as long as I could.He moaned louder still, pulling himself up to bend over the seat, holding onto the back of it as I fucked him from behind. I needed him to come and to see it. I pulled gently from him. He moaned at the loss. Disorientated for a second he allowed me to turn him to sit on the cushion. I pulled up his legs, drawing him to me. His cock was hard against his stomach, the wide sharp angles of his thighs pointing me towards his arse. Sweat pooled on his chest and the hair on it was shining, the line of his shoulder blade highlighted with the sheen.Dan stroked his cock hard as I pushed into him. The angle strained my thighs, making the movement shallower and more intense. Our mouths met, tongues pushing deeply into each other as the upper part of my cock fucked him. The closeness of our bodies and the heat of the room made our skin slide against each other. He felt amazing, the grin on his face widening as his body got ready to release. He shouted his come, the jerk of his body almost pulling him free from my cock. I pushed deeply into him, lifting my body up to see him shoot. The first spray, thick and wet, fell on his chest and nipple. With my cock fully in him, it was met with another, then another. He moaned hard grasping my shaft with his arse. The sweat and cum on his stomach oiled the hair. He groaned the final shot, his grin taking me to the same point myself. I pulled back and pushed into him, feeling my balls tighten against the wetness of his thighs. I fell into him as I came, my face in his shoulder. His arms were wrapped around my back and his cum thick and sticky on my chest as I poured myself into him. Finally.While we laid there, feeling my cum enter into his body, I moved my lips onto his neck and began to suck. I wanted to leave a nice hicky. One that everyone could see, so that they know he was fucked and owned by a new master. He tried to struggle but was too worn out and weaker than me. I whispered to him to relax. I was just marking him as mine, and went back to sucking. It was a nice dark red mark. The mark of being owned by another. I was going to fuck him again, when I wanted to, anytime, anywhere. He was all mine.

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