Page 34 of Highway To Destiny

He spread his legs wide. His lubed and prepped hole was teasing me as he flexed his sphincter. That wicked grin of his returned, and with his index finger, he beckoned me to him. I immediately positioned myself where my thighs almost touched his and grabbed the foil packet, ripping it open with my teeth. I went to put the condom on, but Connor grabbed my hand and took it from my fingers.

“Let me do it,” he said. My heart raced. He had me add more lube to my bare cock, and he sat up to slip the latex ring over my glans. Watching him do that simple task, rolling it down my cock, was one of the hottest things I’d ever witnessed. Even though I was taking control tonight, Connor was still taking care of me.

I brought my hands up to his shoulders and lowered my head, taking his lower lip with my teeth. He let me nibble on it, and soon, our tongues began to battle. We breathed into one another, and his glistening sweat made my skin damp when he pulled me down on top of him. My latex-covered cock met his jockstrap as we continued to kiss.

“Take me, Daddy,” he said when our eyes met. I didn’t waste time as I added more lube to my cock and grabbed his open thighs. I lined my cock up to his hole. “Fuck me…please,” he begged, full of want. I guided the head of my dick into him and slowly pushed through his entrance. Connor threw his head back and held his breath. I stopped and let him adjust to the intrusion.

He exhaled, took in another deep breath, and I could feel him relax around my cock. “More… don’t stop,” he said. The pleasure I felt around my cock was extreme, and I pushed in another inch. Connor continued to breathe deeply as I slowly pushed further inside him. I waited and gave him time to get used to me. My cock finally hit all the way home when I pressed my hips against his. I stared at him in wonder as we became one.

I pulled halfway out, then pushed in as far as I could go. He let out a guttural moan as I began to move in and out of him, and his hands found my ass. He dug his nails into my butt cheeks which fueled my intensity, fucking him harder. We got into a rhythm of him unclenching his hole as I drove forward, and then he’d tighten it as I pulled back. The massage he gave my dick was mind-blowing. I’d never experienced anything like it.

Our moans and heated cries mixed with the sound of skin slapping skin. I pounded him harder, faster, and he matched my strokes by driving his hips up. He was like an animal in heat. I had begun to sweat profusely, and I noticed a few beads of perspiration from my forehead had dropped on his chest. Neither of us cared as we ravaged each other.

“Mason, I’m so close,” he panted. His hands were still digging into my ass cheeks when he cried out, “Oh fuck, oh fuck!” I felt his asshole squeeze around my thrusting cock. His body tightened, and I could tell he was coming without touching himself. I did that to him, and with one final push, my orgasm exploded, and I filled the condom with spurts of my cum. “Fuck, fuck. Oh my God,” I cried out. I came so hard I saw white sparks. Neither of us moved after it was over, our pulses raced, and our breath was labored. His head was still thrown back against the pillow when I finally looked at him.

Our breathing and heart rates had begun to slow, and an overwhelming yet satisfying warmth encompassed me. I was sure Connor felt the same. I remained on top of him after our climaxes, sweaty and messy, but I loved it. I pushed myself up and took hold of the condom as I slowly slipped out of him. Connor whimpered at the loss.

I looked down at his relaxed and satisfied form after I took the condom off and tied the end. In the subdued light, he turned his head to the side, and I saw he had come in his jockstrap. His release had spread within the material, creating an impressive wet spot.

He was a sight to behold, and I did that.

24

CONNOR

Iwas totally spent. I tried to move, but my body wouldn’t let me. I laughed when I opened my eyes and turned my head to see Mason looking down at me like I’d lost my mind. He was a fucking god. I hadn’t been plowed that long and hard ever. No other boyfriend or fuck buddy had ever pushed my buttons like Mason did.

“What just happened?” I asked him with a smile.

He chuckled. “I think I fucked your brains out,” he replied with a look of satisfaction. He climbed over and lay on his side, propping his head in his hand. He continued to stare down into my eyes.

“I’ve never come without touching myself,” I said. “And in my jock, no less!” I laughed again. Mason had a look of adoration, smiling at me.

“Feel free to blame me, babe,” he said while running his hand over my chest and stomach.

He called me babe! I called him ‘Daddy’ before, but this sentiment makes my heart skip!

He kept his hand on me as I shifted to my side and faced him. Moving his hand to my hip, he gently played with the waistband of my jock. It was a wet, sticky mess and felt cold and damp against my skin.

“As much as I’d love to cuddle right now, let me get this sticky thing off,” I smirked. Mason nodded and gently pushed me off the bed towards the bathroom.

I took the condom with me to discard it. Removing my jock, I gave it a quick wash, including myself. I rolled it in a towel, squeezed the excess water out, and let it hang over the faucet. I walked back to the bed naked, joined Mason, and intertwined our legs. He lovingly ran his hand over the side of my face, and I pressed into it.

“That was utterly amazing, Mason,” I said softly as his thumb caressed my cheek.

“You have the most talented ass, babe. It’s addicting, but it’s a habit I think I could suffer through,” he said, the corner of his mouth growing into a grin. His grin soon faded. “I assume you need to head back home tonight?”

I pressed my face harder into his caress. “I wanna stay with you tonight, but it’s best if I head back. We have some time, though. I’m not in a hurry. I told Spencer not to wait up, but I don’t want to experience the walk of shame in the morning.” Mason smiled, and my cock stirred again.

Mason laughed as he felt my swelling dick against his hip. “I see someone expects round two,” he said with raised eyebrows. “I haven’t recovered yet, but I’d be more than willing to help you out.” Mason licked his lips.

Before I knew what was happening, Mason slid down to my now fully erect cock, pushed me onto my back, and took hold of my throbbing cock.

He looked at my cock in reverence and took hold of its base. “I’ve never done this before, so let me know what you like or if I’m not doing it right,” he said as he stared at it.

“You don’t have to do this if you’re not ready,” I replied.

“No, I really want to, babe,” was all he said, and then he licked his lower lip again.

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