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to hear that Ed had been just as turned on in the restaurant
     
as he’d been. He’d seemed so stoic and reserved and unimpressed. He certainly knew
     
how to hide his real feelings in public. “We should stop and I should go back to the
     
hotel,” Jonathan said. But when Ed ran his strong hand down his stomach, he whispered, “You’re so
     
beautiful. I can’t believe you’d even want to be with someone like me.”
     
“I like you,” Jonathan said, shrugging his shoulders. There were a few rough
     
calluses now on Ed’s palm from sanding the floors. He wanted to know what it was like
     
to feel those calluses on his naked ass. So he unbuttoned his jeans, pulled down his zipper,
     
and kicked off his shoes. His pants, his shirt, and his socks came off fast. When he was
     
completely naked and ready to submit to all of Ed’s needs, he wrapped his arms around
     
Ed’s wide shoulders and said, “Let’s go in the back seat.” Then he pulled a condom out
     
of his jacket pocket and crawled to the back.
     
Ed followed him. His eyes were wide and his breathing was heavy. He sat down
     
in the middle of the back seat, stretched his legs out, and pulled down his zipper. When
     
his erection was sticking out of his pants, he covered it with the condom and held the
     
base in his hand. Jonathan lifted his right leg over Ed’s lap, faced the front of the car, and
     
lowered his ass to the tip of Ed’s dick. He spread his legs as wide as they would go and
     
held the front seats for support. Ed inserted the tip into his tight hole. Jonathan closed his
     
eyes and lowered his body. When Ed was all the way inside and he was sitting on Ed’s
     
lap rocking his hips in circles, he threw his head back, leaned into Ed’s chest, and
     
moaned.
     
Then Jonathan pressed the tips of his toes to the carpet and rode him this way for
     
a few minutes. But it didn’t take long for Ed to turn him all the way around so he was
     
kneeling on the back seat and facing the rear of the car. Ed assumed total control and his
     
penis never slipped out once. Jonathan spread his legs wide and Ed’s hips began to buck.
     
His dick went in and out fast. The car rocked and Jonathan’s head went up and down. Each time Ed slammed his ass and went deep, Jonathan tightened his ass muscles and
     
clamped down on Ed’s penis.
     
It was desperate and rushed, just as it had always been with them. The windows
     
fogged and the slaps against Jonathan’s ass grew closer together. It was as if Ed couldn’t
     
get deep enough into his body. He held Jonathan’s hips with such force and pressed so
     
hard, he touched spots Jonathan didn’t even know existed. They were sensitive,
     
erogenous places that made his nipples hard. He hadn’t been fucked in the back seat of a
     
car since he was in college, and never with a man who made him feel as sexy as Ed did.
     
A few minutes later, Jonathan grabbed his dick and said, “I’m close. I’m really
     
close.”
     
Ed was fucking hard by then. He squeezed the sides of his ass and said, “Come
     
for me. Jerk your dick for me.”
     
Minutes later, while Ed hammered so hard his eyes rolled, he exploded all over
     
the back of the seat. His prostate jumped and his toes curled. It was one of those rare,
     
extended climaxes that left his balls tender with orgasmic sensations. A second after that,
     
Ed grunted a couple of times and filled the condom. He bucked and pushed deep while
     
his callused palms rubbed Jonathan’s ass.
     
When it was over, he pulled his penis out of Jonathan’s body and said, “Thank
     
you for that.”
     
Jonathan raised his eyebrows and pressed his lips together. Of all things, he
     
hadn’t expected a thank you from Ed. So he pulled him down to the seat and sat on his
     
lap. Then he put his arms around his shoulders and kissed him on the lips. “You don’t ever have to say thank you to me for having sex with you,” he said. He