Page 53 of The Best of Times
Paul complied by sucking harder. Running his lips up and down Aron’s shaft. Each stroke stronger. Aron ran his fingers through Paul’s hair. With his free hand, Paul gripped Aron’s thigh.
Now it was Aron’s turn to worry about an early finish. He sat up and drew Paul toward him. He kissed him hard.
With one hand round Paul’s neck, Aron used his other to stroke Paul’s cock. It was fat and Aron loved the feel of it.
His mission was not complete. He scooted off the bed and held Paul by the hips. His stunning arse in full view.
Aron ran the palm of his hand across it. Paul settled down, lowering his hips.
Dirty bastard.
Aron loved it. Unwilling to disappoint, Aron dove his face between Paul’s butt cheeks. Licking his hole and making Paul cry out.
The musky smell of Paul’s body made Aron’s cock throb. He ran his tongue up and down Paul’s ass. He had an unsatiable hunger.
He forced himself away, panting.
“Have you got any condoms?”
“No. Have you?”
“Fuck!”
This was quite possibly the most frustrating moment of his life. Paul spun onto his back and sat on the edge of the bed.
“There’s more than one way to come, you know.”
Aron raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? I might need a refresher.”
Paul dropped to his knees and beckoned him over.
He obeyed and dove his cock into Paul’s mouth. He stared down at the beautiful man, intent only on Aron’s pleasure.
Paul gripped Aron’s butt cheeks and guided him in and out. Once he’d set the pace, Aron took over and fucked his mouth. It was so arousing. Aron bucked his hips.
He groaned when Paul tugged at his balls.
“Oh fuck, I’ll come.”
This only made Paul go harder. In no time, the orgasm burst from Aron. The white-hot heat seared through his body as he came. Paul still sucking his dick. Aron shuddered to a halt and fell onto the bed.
Paul stood up, wiping his mouth.
“You’re amazing,” he said.
“Come to me.”
Paul lay down next to Aron who reached for Paul’s crotch, but he brushed him away.
“Later,” he said. “Put your head on my chest.”
Aron did as he asked. Paul had blond hair and it tickled but Aron wouldn’t be anywhere else in the world at that moment.
With Paul’s arms around him, Aron basked in the afterglow. He wasn’t going to admit it but other than a couple of very disappointing one-night stands, he’d not slept with anyone since they’d parted.
He expected Paul had been rampant across the globe. Aron had no desire to find out.
A group of people were shouting in the corridor. It only served to make their bubble feel stronger. Aron leant up and kissed Paul.
