1. Exploring Adam 8


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: Damon9888, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    was right on the edge, and my words put him over. "Ohhhh... fuck," he said in a strangled voice, and I felt his cock twitch and pulse, and felt him cum inside me. He collapsed on me, his cock still in my ass, and whispered reproachfully, "That wasn't fair." "All's fair in etcetera, etcetera," I whispered back playfully. With a little laugh, be bit my neck. "I'm gonna get you back for that," he promised. "Good. As I said, the night is still young." Suffice to say, we didn't sleep much that night. We roused ourselves after that first magnificent fuck and showered, and Adam bent me over the faucets to fuck me again. And then back in bed, he sucked me for almost half an hour, never letting me cum, until I finally turned him around and we 69'd each other to orgasm. Then we dozed a little, and I woke to Adam's tongue teasing my cock. When he'd gotten me hard, he sat on my cock and we enjoyed the longest, slowest fuck that we'd had to date. And then just before dawn we did it again with me on all fours, and for the fourth time during his visit I came from him fucking me. His bus left at ten in the morning. We were both amazingly fresh and awake we got to the station. I could still taste his salty, slight fishy semen from our last blowjob, given on my couch with his bag sitting packed beside us. I expected it to feel anticlimactic (so to speak), but somehow that was one of the sweetest moments we shared. Just before we left the apartment, I pushed him back on the couch and pulled ...
    his hard cock out through his zipper for one last moment of worship. His last orgasm for me, I am pleased to say, was one of the surprised ones... not expecting me to go down on him at that moment, perhaps, or else just overcome, I wasn't sucking him for very long when he shot quite suddenly in my mouth. Oddly, of all the many moments from those three days I think about when I masturbate, that last blowjob recurs more than you'd think. We shared our last kiss by my closed door, and said very little on the way to the station. I waited with him until he boarded, and then stood like a lovelorn fool, waving at his bus as it drove away. There had been no tears. We would, from those three days, remain best of friends, sharing something that in many ways is beyond words (though I have tried here). We corresponded quite frequently, occasionally dirtily, and there were a handful of attempts at phone sex over the year that followed. But they were few and far between, and finally tapered off once he got a boyfriend. It was quite simply not the same. Watching his bus drive off, I sighed. "Back to real life, I guess," I muttered to myself, and walked out to my car to go home to the empty apartment. As a coda to this story... Adam came out to his family that summer, and was met with love and warmth and support. His parents, who turned out to be way more perceptive than either Doug or I, had already figured it out and were just waiting for Adam to tell them. Doug was genuinely shocked. Not ...
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