“Shit.” Kyle moaned, lost in a sexual miasma.
Dustin couldn’t hold off anymore. He lifted himself up on his hands and turned himself around. He didn’t intend to kiss Kyle with a mouth smelling like ass, but Kyle grabbed him and pulled him down into a lustful kiss.
“I want you to fuck me,” Dustin whispered as they pulled their lips apart.
“Okay,” Kyle said, stared into his eyes. “I’ve never fucked ass before—male or female.”
Dustin smiled. “You just lay back and let me take care of it, okay?”
“Okay.”
Dustin leaned over to his bedside drawer and pulled out a condom and a small bottle of lube. He’d had these things in the drawer since he moved in, but, other than the occasional lube-assisted masturbation, they remained unused until now.
He tore open the condom and rolled it down the shaft of Kyle’s dick. With a small puddle of lube in his hand, he slathered it over the condom, then gently stuck a finger in his ass, providing a bit of lube there. He tossed the bottle aside and grabbed Kyle’s penis, angling it.
Dustin had never been the one in charge the very few times he’d done this. He positioned Kyle’s cock against his anus and pressed down with his hips, trying to work through the very awkward positioning and jostling. After a few failed tries, Kyle’s head poked the center of Dustin’s hole, confirming he’d managed to find the spot. He then slowly lowered himself, allowing the head of the cock to slip further in. He was very tight and it didn’t help that Kyle’s dick was so wide and long. Slight pain emanated from his sphincter. He paused and breathed deep, trying to force himself to relax from the inside.
He pushed downward as the internal loosening happened. The pain morphed into something pleasurable, as the feeling of stretching and rubbing filled his pelvis. He closed his eyes as he continued sliding down, taking all of Kyle inside of him. He sat on Kyle’s pelvis, feeling his cock deep inside, pressing against his prostate.
Already worlds better than any anal experience before, the ultimate expression of the difference between anonymous sex and love-sex, the slight pain of the stretch faded to the background of Dustin’s consciousness as pleasure enveloped and consumed him.
Kyle’s hands found their way to Dustin’s hips, holding him. Dustin saw Kyle’s eyes were closed and his face contorted into an expression of extreme pleasure.
Dustin let his eyes fall closed as he shifted his hips up and then down again.
“Fuck,” Dustin mumbled. Never in his life had he thought anal sex could ever feel this good.
He swiveled his hips up and down again. Each thrust of Kyle’s cock deep inside Dustin gave a new wave of fullness and ecstasy. Kyle’s fingers dug into Dustin’s hips, firming their grip. Dustin pushed down as far as their bodies would allow, Kyle’s head sliding over his prostate. Dustin’s dick shook as several fat drops of clear precum dripped down into a puddle on Kyle’s abs.
Kyle moaned and mumbled incoherently.
Dustin now understood how men could fuck like they did in porn. He tried bouncing faster—the pain became more prominent, so he slowed to a comfortable rhythm, Kyle’s slick cock sliding in and out of Dustin. Slapping sounds filled his ears as their bodies collided and bounced apart. Sweat beaded and rolled down his chest and back. The feel of Kyle’s heartbeat thumped through Dustin’s hands as they pressed firmly down on his chest. He brought his right hand to his cock, stroking it slowly, a bit of lube left on his hand adding to the action. He wouldn’t last much longer.
“Oh, fuck,” Kyle said, breathlessly. “I’m gonna cum.”
Dustin swiveled his hips harder, the soft slaps became louder and more rapid. Kyle groaned and it grew to a roar as he thrust his hips upward and his entire body tensed, punching the head of his dick against Dustin’s prostate, bringing them both firmly over the edge.
Dustin’s anus twitched as it felt the vibrations and pulses of Kyle’s cock shooting a load of semen, while his own dick climaxed simultaneously and thick ropes of white cum flew forward, landing in lines reaching from Kyle’s navel to shoulder. Dustin gasped and tried to catch his breath. Their bodies convulsed and twitched as their orgasms settled. Dustin fell forward, resting against Kyle.
Kyle’s still-rigid dick remained inside Dustin. The hot streams of semen across Kyle’s torso spread between them as their sweat-slicked bodies came to a rest, sandwiched together, chests heaving.
Dustin lay with his head over Kyle’s shoulder, face in his pillow, feeling the cum cooling between their bodies. Kyle’s dick slid out of Dustin’s ass, providing a last surge of intense pleasure before it ended. Even then, his anus buzzed with the memory of the experience.
Kyle turned his head and kissed Dustin’s ear.
“I love you,” Kyle whispered.
Dustin turned his head to look at Kyle. The very sight of the man made his heart soar.
“I love you, too.”
“So are we boyfriends now?”
“I think so.”
Kyle smiled. “Awesome.”
Dustin kissed his smile.
Thirteen
December
Dustin chuckled and brought the beer glass up to his mouth to take a sip. Underneath the table, Kyle held his hand. Across the table, Jason and Angela also laughed.
“So, after I pick myself up off the floor…” Kyle waved his hand for emphasis. “I then find out I was there on the wrong day! My exam was the day after.”
Dustin laughed at the misfortune of it all, squeezing Kyle’s hand.
After they finished off their dessert, Kyle excused himself to go to the washroom.
Angela leaned forward, keeping her voice low. “He’s adorable! I’m so happy you guys worked it out.”
“Thanks.” Dustin didn’t try to hide his happiness. They celebrated their one-month anniversary just two days prior.
“I’m so happy you found someone, buddy.” Jason sipped his own beer. “People are just not made to be alone.”
“Thanks. You know, absolutely none of this would have happened without the two of you, especially you, Jason.”
“It was our pleasure.” Angela squeezed his arm.
“Yeah, no problem. You know I care about you, buddy.”
“I know.”
Dustin smiled and Kyle soon returned to the table. A handful of minutes later, they paid their bill and split up as they left the restaurant. Dustin stayed close to Kyle as they walked through the frigid December night. He shivered as the wind blasted in a sudden gust.
Kyle put his arm around Dustin’s shoulders and held him close. University campus was only a twenty-minute walk and, though frozen cold, it was enjoyable in the presence of Kyle.
“I got my final exam mark for linear algebra,” Dustin said.
Kyle looked at him. “Oh? Is there a reason you haven't mentioned this yet? Did you do okay?”
Dustin tried to keep his expression neutral, to project no indication one way or the other.
“After all of our intensive tutoring these past few weeks, what do you think?”
“Well…” Kyle scanned the area. “Given I'm the sexiest math tutor on campus, you either paid rapt attention or all you remember is the naked aspect of our many tutoring sessions and every time you went to find an identity matrix, all you could think about was my cock.”
Dustin stuck his tongue out at Kyle and poked him in the ribs. “Maybe I won't tell you my mark, then.”
“Oh, I see.” Kyle’s grin turned playful. “Will I need to beg? Do I need to get down on my knees right here, right now?”
“I think a simple kiss will fix this.”
“Hmm...I think a kiss is an acceptable price to pay.”
Kyle stopped walking and put a hand on both of Dustin’s arms. Time slowed. The snowflakes falling around them drifted laconically toward earth, the wind stilled, and the few other people on the street faded away.
Kyle pulled him close and pressed his lips against Dustin’s. He wrapped his arms around Kyle as his tongue pressed through his lips, meeting Kyle’s in the middle.
As they separated, the world around them resumed its normality.
“So? Your exam?”
Dustin stole a quick kiss before answering. “B-plus! Which brought my course mark up to a B!”
Kyle beamed and pulled Dustin in for one more kiss. “Congratulations, Dustin.”
“I couldn't have done it without you. I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Kyle put his arm around Dustin again and they walked on in the cold winter night.
About The Author
When Cameron D James isn’t writing gay erotic romance, he can be found studying for his Masters, working in his dull office job, or reading five books at once. But, really, you’re most likely to find him writing. He loves crafting hot, sexy, sweaty, throbbing scenes, interwoven with lust and deep emotions for an orgasmic whole. He writes out of a love of characters, wherever those characters may lead. Find out more about Cameron at www.camerondjames.com
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