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The party was roaring outside the beach-house, it had been doing so for the past eight hours, and for most of that time I had been out in it, dancing drinking and doing no little amount of drugs. It was some hour of the night when everyone should be sleeping, but no one was.
I cleared by throat and tried to focus. I looked down at the bed. Michael was sitting on it, a slightly drunken smile on his face, looking at my face with a lustful look. I had no idea who Michael was, where he came from or how he had gotten into my party, and, quite frankly, I didn’t give a flying fuck. I had noticed him snorting coke with some friends of mine. I casually walked up, did a line and started talking to Michael. We talked, drank and then came inside to the bedroom. I had to chase out a couple of dumbasses who thought my bed was their baby factory.
I leaned down and gently unbuttoned the top button of Michael’s fake-silk shirt. I undid the next one, and the next one and so on and so forth until his shirt was open and I could glimpse his toned, tanned chest underneath. I could tell he was deeply tanned despite the dim, blue coloured lightning in the room.
I bent and kissed the side of Michael’s chest. Pulling the shirt of his left shoulder, I ran my lips down it. I tongued his soft flesh and gently bit it.
I stood and pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it across the room. I bent back down and kissed Michael on the mouth, my tongue exploring the inner recesses of his mouth. I pulled away and pushed him into a horizontal position on the bed, slowly lowering myself on top of him until my mouth closed around his dark nipple. I ran my tongue over it, feeling its soft hardness and playfully biting the tip.
I ran my lips across the dip in his chest to the other nipple, my tongue exploring every inch of his body along the way. I closed my lips around the other nipple, softly sucking on it.
I stood up and examined my prey. He was beautiful, no doubt. I bent and unbuckled his belt. I pulled it out of the loops on his shorts and tossed it aside. I reached down and tugged the button loose, opening his shorts slightly. I pulled the zipper down and began to tug the khakis off. I watched intently as the slipped from his body revealing his white brief-clad crotch, with more then an ample amount of bulge.
I reached down and placed my hand on his chest, running it down over his abs and down his left thigh, over his knee to his toes. A wake of goose bumps followed my fingertips.
I lowered myself on top of him again, my lips closing onto his lips. I rested one hand on his left shoulder while the other hand ran lightly up and down his inner thigh. My tongue met his tongue and they made love together. I felt his hands move to my waist. I felt them undo the snap to my leather pants, and I felt the zipper descent.
A lump caught in my throat, but I swallowed it down. I ran my tongue around the inside of his cheek, around the inside of his lips, across the gums and back to the cheek. I pressed my mouth against his harder, harder, harder until I tasted blood, his and mine, then I relaxed I tongue once again making love to his.
I broke our embrace and stood, doffing my leather pants. I reached down, hooked my fingers into his briefs, and began to slowly remove them. I held my breath as his pubic hair appeared, dark, rich and full. The base of his shaft appeared, followed by inch after inch of beautiful, tanned, purple veined cock. I estimate it was seven and a half inches long, topped with a great deep brown head.
I reached down and combed my fingers through his thick pubic hair. I ran the tip of my index finger lightly along the shaft toward the top, smiling as it responded with a jerk. I enclosed the head in my index finger and thumb and pulled it down to the base. Another jerk rewarded my effort. I swallowed and lowered myself on top of him, loving the feeling of his erection pressing into my silk clad crotch. I closed my mouth around his ear nibbling at the lobe. I touched my hand to his erection and whispered in his ear:
“I love it,” I said, as I inserted by tongue into his ear, licking around the edge, and into the dips and recesses. I began to slide my lips down his neck and onto his chest. I slid down his chest and over his abs until I reached the coarseness of his hair. I lifted my head and gazed at the angel that was his cock and then engulfed it with my mouth. I felt inch after glorious inch descend down my throat until I reached the hilt. I ran my tongue along the shaft as I removed the shaft. I ran the tip of my tongue around his head, pausing at the slit sparking a deep moan from Michael.
I released the shaft until all but the very tip of the head was out my mouth. I pursed my lips around the tip, squeezing the head. I began to pull more of the shaft back into my mouth. I stopped about halfway, rolling my tongue along the shaft, using the back of my mouth to stimulate the head, causing Michael to arch his back and let out another moan. I ran my mouth up and down the shaft, my tongue working crazily to hit every spot possible.
I began lightly running my fingers over his thighs and scrotum, intensifying his moans.
He caught his breath after what seemed like an eternity, then let out a long moan and I felt hot, salty cum splash forcefully against the back of my mouth. I swallowed it quickly, as another, even more violent spurt of the delicious liquid hit me. My mouth was filling up fast as I worked to keep up with his shots. A little bit of cum ran down my chin and dripped on his ballsack as I struggled to gulp down the seemingly never-ending flow. Finally the flow stemmed and I felt his body relax under my touch.
My mouth still full of cum, I crawled up to him and kissed his mouth hard, allowing his cum to mingle with our saliva in each other’s mouth. I kissed him passionately, my tongue working the semen down his throat as our mouths embraced.
I stood and looked at him, his body limp, his dick semi-erect. I placed my hands on either hip and pulled down my silky boxer shorts, revealing my nine-inch, rock . Michael started to stand, but I pushed him down, lowering myself after him until I was on top of him, kissing his mouth again. I reached down and began tugging his thighs apart and he obediently spread his legs. I took my cock in hand and pressed it up against his asshole. I took a breath and pushed the head in. I looked at Michael; his face contorted slightly with discomfort, and began feeding more and more of my cock into him. I kept pushing and pushing, trying to ignore the ever-growing look of pain. I kept feeding until there was no more of me to feed and then I settled onto him, propping myself up on my elbows. I pulled my cock out until just the head remained in him and pushed myself back in to the hilt. I felt his rectal muscles trying to expel me from inside him, but I fought against them. I pulled out again, less far this time, and pushed back in. I repeated it, as a warm sense of pleasure settled over me.
I lowered myself down and kissed Michael’s lips, lightly. I raised back up, as I thrust, and watched the pain leave his face and pleasure replace it. I moaned as I thrust, then he moaned as I thrust.
“Harder,” He whispered. I pushed harder, my cock smoothly ramming into him.
“Harder,” He said again, this time with more force. I slammed him again pushing my cock into him more forcefully.
“Harder!” He yelled at me. I began slamming myself into him. My cock flashing in and out, our pelvic bones colliding with a clunk every time I thrust.
I felt a warmth inside my thighs and held my breath. Michael was moaning continually now. I held back as long as I could but eventually the flesh won and I released a long shot of cum into the inner reaches of his body. I pulled out and slammed my cock deeper into him as the second shot buried itself somewhere in his intestines. I moaned as I released shot after shot into him. Finally, I collapsed on top of him, my dick retreating from his ass. I feebly kissed his sweaty chest as he whispered “Thank you, thank you,” over and over again. I ran my fingers over his already thickening dick as I stood and pulled my leather pants on over my silk boxers. I grabbed my shirt and walked out of the room, leaving Michael naked, drunk, high, fucked and dazed and confused on the bed.
I went out, did a few lines of coke, grabbed a drink and joined the party. Maybe there’s a blond I can pick up. If my bed isn’t too cummy, that it.
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