1. Exploring Adam 4


    Date: 10/25/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: Damon9888, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    asked for them to squeeze harder or stroke faster, they were either too timid to do it or their hands weren't strong enough. Adam's hands were confident and firm. And they made my cock so hard I almost couldn't stand it. But I didn't want to cum in his hands there in the shower. I had something else in mind. Reaching up with both my hands, I placed them on either side of his head and kissed him hard. He responded ardently, his hands roving up my back to pull me close as our hard cocks clashed like a parody of a swordfight. Playfully, he swung his hips back and forth and our soap-slicked rods slid over each other deliciously. But still, I wanted something else. Sinking my hands into his hair, I pulled his head back and whispered in his ear, "I want to fuck you now." He shuddered and moaned. "Do you want me to fuck you?" "Fuck yes." "Tell me." "I want you to fuck me." "Hard?" "Yes. Hard. And fast." Taking him by the shoulders, I turned him around and, placing my hand at the nape of his neck, bent him over so he was braced against the wall of the shower. The water, hot and needle-like, bounced off his back, ruddying the pale skin where it struck him. I could hear him panting , his breathing fast and ragged, as I re-soaped my cock and rested its head against his asshole. I leaned forward to whisper in his ear over the sound of the falling water, "Do you want my cock in you?" He whimpered. "Oh, fuck yes. I want it. I want it now. I need your fucking cock." I slowly slid myself ...
    into his hole, earning a moan of pleasure and desire from my lover. I entered him as slowly as I could manage, drawing out the sensation. His moan became a sort of keening cry of want as I buried myself in him up to the hilt, my hand on his shoulder pulling him back down on me. As hot as the shower was, he was hotter; my cock felt as if I had slid it into an exquisite, tight, slippery furnace, and it was all I could do to proceed to fuck him slowly. I kept one hand on his shoulder and one on his hip, bringing him down again and again to rest his ass on my hips. He started to cry out in pleasure as I fucked him, and speak nearly incoherent, broken phrases of desire. "Oh fuck. Yes... fuck me... with... hard... oh fuck. Fuck. Fuck me... hard. Your cock. So hard. So... oh, Christ. Fuck yes." I slid the hand on his hip around to find his cock, which was as hard as I had left it, its skin impossibly taut, the head flared and swollen, and I started to run my fingernails up and down the underside of his shaft. His hips started to buck, caught between the pleasure of my cock in his ass and my fingers on his rod, and his whole body began to shudder. "Oh. Fuck. Yes. Now. Yes. Fuck me. Hard. Now. Yes. There. Right there... right there... right there ... yes." I could feel myself getting close, so I thrust into him harder and grasped his wet cock in my hand. When I came I cried out myself, thrusting deep into him, holding my pulsing cock inside him, and he pressed back against me with a ...
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