His Undoing

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pulled me back up to his mouth.
    While lapping my mouth and face with wet kisses, he said, “I want you inside of me.” I hadn’t fully considered the logistics of how this would play out but it sounded pretty good to me.
    “Okay.” I nodded while lying back on the bed and letting him lick my neck while he hurriedly gathered the supplies that were at the foot of the bed. He pulled up enough so that I could see him roll a condom onto me. It was much hotter watching him do it than Maggie and it felt amazing. My night with her seemed like ages ago, even though it had really only been a few hours. But it was like that was just an amuse bouche and this was the entree, dessert and after dinner drinks all rolled into one.
    He squirted some of the lube from the purple tube into his hand and rubbed it up and down my sheathed cock. I worried I might come right then but I held out. I wanted to experience it all.
    When he was satisfied that I was ready, more than ready, he straddled my legs and leaned down to kiss me again. His movements were gentle. I could feel the heat in his tightly wound body but he was exercising herculean control in his gestures.
    He positioned my tip at his spread opening and lightly pressed down. I didn’t break through but I was locked in position and ready. He kissed me deeply, rolling his tongue fully through my mouth as he pushed down onto me. I broke through his barrier and slipped right in. He was tight and hot and I wanted that moment to last forever. He tensed above me and moaned.
    “Is this okay?” I asked quietly. I was worried abou t hurting him and didn’t want to ruin the moment by doing it wrong.
    “Ugh,” he groaned. “You feel amazing. I want you deeper. Are you okay?”
    He opened his eyes to make sure I was still good. My wide grin and the wiggle of my hips was enough to assure him that I was ready. He pushed back and fully sat in my lap. I squeezed my legs together so my balls were crushed between his ass and my thighs.
    The pressure was deep and intense. He lifted up and I watched my cock emerge from his ass in astonishment. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen, before or since. Watching my cock spear him, in slow motion, is a movie that will play in my mind during every fantasy I ever have for the rest of my life.
    As his strokes became shorter and faster, he reached forward and grabbed his own dick. I quickly squirted some of the lube on my good hand and covered the lower part of his cock with my fist. His hand worked the top and mine worked the bottom while we moved in perfect synchronicity.
    The sensations of being inside of him and having my hand wrapped around him quickly took over my body. The orgasm that I was trying to prolong snuck up on me and before I realized it, I was bucking deep into him, spewing my seed into his ass.
    Feeling my release, he let go as well and shot come in a perfect stream that covered my chest and chin. I stroked him until I knew he was drained and then I rubbed my fingers in his hot cream.
    One by one, I slid my fingers into my mouth to suck in every drop of his juice. He watched my movements in fascination.
    When I swirled my fingers on my chest again to finish my clean up job, he grabbed my wrist and brought my fingers to his mouth. He sucked each of my fingers clean of his come and I could feel myself getting hard again.
    I pulled out of him to remove the condom and wipe up a little with my shirt. Shifting to the side, Brett pulled my back against his hard but drained body. Spooning around me, he slipped his cock between my closed thighs and let it rest there. His thick arm wrapped around my body and took my hardening shaft into his hand again.
    He held it firmly. Slightly pulsing his grip to give enough stimulation to feel good without being rushed. I could feel him lengthening against my balls and the base of my cock and was fully erect within seconds.
    “What are you thinking?” he whispered into my ear.
    “That this was the best

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