Tomorrow. I’ll do it tomorrow.
Dinner and the movie ran late. Tate had called while they were in the theatre, and since they didn’t get home until nearly midnight, Doug took the opportunity to avoid calling.
He spent a mostly sleepless night tossing and turning and thinking about Tate. The first time they’d gone out.
The first time they’d made love.
Doug was more than nervous, he was scared witless. He’d never slept with a guy before, and Tate was only the second guy he’d gone out with after finally admitting to himself he was bi.
They ended up at Doug’s place, because his roommate at the time was gone for the weekend. Tate had been with guys before, although like Doug, had experience with women, too.
Tate pushed him back onto the couch and straddled him, kissing him, crushing his mouth with his.
Doug’s cock throbbed inside his slacks as they made out. Being with Tate was so different than being with a girl. He could be rough and forceful with Tate, and the man asked for more. Tate ended up on top of him and yanked his slacks down, swallowing Doug’s cock before he could think about it.
Nothing felt better than the sensation of Tate’s hot, wet mouth engulfing his shaft. His talented tongue worked from balls to glans and back again, tracing every vein along the way, driving him crazy with passion.
Then Tate cupped his balls with one hand as he licked and sucked them. No woman had ever done that to him before.
He grabbed Tate’s head in his hands, roughly taking fistfuls of hair as he jammed his cock deep inside Tate’s willing mouth. Tate chuckled around the mouthful he had. When Doug looked down, Tate’s sultry blue gaze met his, and that finished him.
With a loud grunt, he shot his load deep into Tate’s mouth. The other man swallowed, not releasing Doug’s cock until it finally grew limp in his mouth.
Tate sat up with a pleased grin. “And that, my dear, is how you give a blow job.”
Doug had never gone down on a guy before. They moved to his bedroom, and Tate obviously took great joy instructing him in the finer points of fellatio.
When they had both recovered, Tate pushed Doug onto his back and buried his face between his ass cheeks, giving Doug his first rimming. He’d thought the blow job was great, but that proved no comparison to the feel of Tate’s tongue probing and exploring his virgin hole. Then Tate wet a finger and gently pressed it against his tight ring of muscle while he sucked Doug’s balls into his mouth. Doug moaned, his cock painfully throbbing again, straining to explode.
Tate wrapped one hand around the base of Doug’s cock and held on tight, helping Doug hold back his climax. “Not yet,” Tate muttered. “Not until my cock’s inside you.”
“Do it, please!”
“You have lube?”
Doug pointed at the bedside table and moaned with disappointment when Tate got up. He quickly returned with a condom and the bottle of lube. “Roll over.”
He did, and Tate playfully slapped his ass. “I can’t believe I get to be the first to tap this.” Doug felt cool lube drizzle down the crack of his ass. Then the feel of Tate’s fingers as he rubbed it in. A moment later, he felt Tate’s cock pressed against him.
“Breathe out, baby. I’ll take it slow. Relax.”
It felt uncomfortable at first, and he almost asked Tate to stop. Then Tate reached around him and played with his cock. Suddenly, he felt himself loosen up, and Tate’s cock slid all the way home.
His cock exploded in Tate’s hand, covering him with his juices.
Tate laughed and slapped him on the ass again. “My, my, aren’t we anxious. I can’t wait until you’re recovered and can fuck me good and properly.” He grabbed Doug’s hips and thrust. “I like it when a guy takes charge.”
Doug moaned as the feeling of Tate’s cock bumping against his prostate triggered yet another erection. Holy crap, he’d never felt this horny in his entire life!
“Get ready,” Tate gasped. The sound of their fucking filled the room. Doug loved the warm, musky scent of their sex mixing together. Tate’s fingers dug into Doug’s hips and he slammed home one final time.
Doug felt Tate’s cock swell and throb inside him as the other man grunted, “Fuck, yes!”
They collapsed onto the bed together, exhausted.
After they recovered and grabbed a shower, they ended up in bed again, with Doug on top this time. He didn’t need much coaching to slide his condom-clad cock inside Tate’s ass.
He had to stop once he was all the way in. He’d never felt anything as good as Tate’s tight channel gripping his cock. Even the earlier blow job paled in comparison.
Tate’s fists balled the sheets. “Fuck me, baby. Please!”
Doug took a couple of deep breaths to regain control. “I will. Hold on. I don’t want to blow.”
Tate tried to arch back against him, and Doug slapped his ass with more than a little warning sting. “I said hold still.”
Tate whimpered, but complied.
Something inside Doug came alive. “Did you like that, baby?”
“Yes!” he gasped into the pillow.
He smacked Tate’s other ass cheek. “You really do like it when I take control like this, don’t you?”
Tate squirmed against him. “Fuck, yes!”
Doug grinned as he spanked Tate. As the man’s ass cheeks turned red, Doug felt his own cock throbbing, rock hard. He leaned forward, buried his hand in Tate’s blond hair, and yanked his head back. “This ass belongs to me, do you hear me?”
“Yes! Please, fuck me!”
Doug slowly withdrew before slamming his cock home again. “I’ll fuck you all night long, baby.” He smacked Tate’s ass with his free hand. “Tell me who owns this ass.”
“You do!”
“That’s right.” Smack!
It only took three more strokes for Tate to come like that. Doug let go of his hair, dug his fingers into Tate’s hips, and fucked him as hard as he could.
Tate happily moaned. “Yeeesss!”
Doug let out a cry as his climax felt like it would rip his cock right off his body. It started deep inside his balls, bigger than any he could remember, swelling and bursting from him and taking the strength from his muscles.
Sweaty and spent, he collapsed on top of Tate. They rolled to their sides, and Tate clutched Doug’s arm around his chest.
“I think I love you,” Tate mumbled.
Doug kissed the back of Tate’s neck. “Me, too.”
In his bedroom at his parents’ house, Doug took a deep breath as he quietly came. Masturbating to memories of their first weekend together never failed to get him over the edge.