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Kon was frustrated. His gym had been running promotions for a few weeks, trying to get new business. Part of this was great ‘cause it helped him convince Jason to join and give him some occasional company. There was a downside though, all the new members meant times that were usually quiet were now busy. Machines were always occupied. The locker room was uncomfortably crowded. If he had to see one more set of free weights not racked correctly he was gonna scream. And to top it all off, his usual hook ups were, understandably, less interested in a little shower cubicle fun with so many unknown faces around.
After another workout that took far longer than he’d liked he chose to abandon doing legs entirely. Taking a leisurely stroll back to the apartment, every intention of making up for the lack of exercise with a healthy lunch. At least, that was until he saw the absolute emptiness of the fridge. “Mother forker!!” He sighed, head falling forwards before closing the fridge. “Screw it!”
He could just go to the store, he knew that, but it’d been a shit day and he really couldn’t be bothered going back outside. Opening his phone he pulled up a list of delivery options nearby, settling on Chinese food he ordered way more than he needed, Gar and Rachel can have leftovers , and booked a delivery for 30 minutes.
Stripping out of his gym gear he took a moment to assess his body in the hallway mirror. He knew that to anyone else he still looked gorgeous, but all he could think was he’d skipped out on leg workouts for two weeks now. Assessing his calves and thighs he tried to tell himself it was just in his head, but he could swear they’d gotten smaller. The idea of over developing his arms and chest, a trap too many guys fell into in his opinion, had his frustration mounting.
Moving to the bathroom he turned on the shower, extra hot. He knew it made him a bad friend but the idea of Gar complaining about him leaving the temperature too high had the corners of his mouth twitching. Rachel would appreciate it though, she liked it scaldingly hot as well.
Scrubbing himself down his cock plumped up considerably. Not fully hard, but enough that he knew he needed to get some relief soon. Kon had always been a sexual being, ever since he’d discovered the joys his body could bring him. Back in Smallville it had gotten him in trouble more than once. Apparently getting with the star quarterback was only cool if you were one of the girls, not that he’d minded it being a secret. Kon’s thumb brushed a pierced nipple as he shuddered at the memory of the guy screwing him in the showers. Hand travelling south while he recalled the older boy's tongue on his balls in the back room of the diner he’d worked in. Grasping his cock and thinking about finally, FINALLY, getting him over his hang up of bottoming and sliding into his tight ass at the back of the barn by his house. “Connor!!” His hand stalled and he sighed, that had been when his father had caught them.
The football player had avoided him like the plague afterwards. Terrified that his reputation would be ruined, that Kon or his dad would tell people. They never did, of course, but the interruption still cost him an outlet. That was when he realised he didn’t just enjoy sex, he needed it to have a worthwhile release. His hands and fingers could give him earth shattering orgasms, but he was never fully satisfied unless someone else was involved. This led to him making a few stupid decisions and getting caught a further three times by his dad. He’d come out a few years before so it wasn’t that shocking, but it was still pretty embarrassing at the time. He’d expected an argument from his small town dad, only to find that small town didn’t always mean small mind. Clark Kent had been nothing but supportive as he figured himself out, even if he didn’t understand it all. Which was why, after the third random guy fled the Kent farm with his clothes not fully on, he’d sat Kon down and had a distressingly in-depth discussion about safe sex and consent.
“I don’t just mean condoms and no means no, Kon. That guy who was here looked five years older than you! Where did you meet him?”
“At the uh, at the truckstop on the interstate . . .”
“Jesus!” Clark sighed “I’m fine with you being gay, I’m fine with you exploring, but son! Please! I need to know you’re safe! I’m already terrified something could happen to you! Even before I thought about homophobes or creepy guys in truck stops!”
Kon had sworn he’d be careful, stop going out to find trouble. And for the most part he did. Being a handsome boy, and one of the few Out kids at school, leant itself to getting a steady supply of guys who wanted to get their rocks off.
Since then, he’d rarely had times where he went more than a few days without another warm body pressed against his. Gar had laughed at him complaining it had been two weeks since he’d came with something other than his hands or a toy. “That’s not that long dude!”
It was for Kon. Gar had been busy with things in the store, making arrangements for a display at an expo they had coming up. When he was home he was with Rachael and that just felt weird for Kon, screwing the guy while his girlfriend was through the wall. Jason was great, but he’d been busy as well, only able to commit to even going to the gym at the same time every few days. Never mind hooking up afterwards.
Stepping out of the shower, Kon patted himself dry with the towel before leaving the bathroom. Enjoying the cool air on his not quite dry body. Picking his phone off the counter he considered using Grindr. He hated the app during the day, always guys who refused to send a face pic for fear of their wives finding out. But he was getting desperate. BUZZZZZZZZZ Kon jumped, not expecting his food to arrive so soon. As he approached the receiver box to check who it was he heard the automatic click telling him the door had opened. “Someone musta forgot their keys.”
Going back to his phone, sighing at the sea of blank profiles, one caught his eyes. They were closest to him, “Must be on the street somewhere”, with dark skin, tightly curled hair that was shaved at the sides and gorgeous lips. “How do I recognise-” Kon jumped again as someone hammered on the apartment door.
“Fuck!” He hissed. “Just a second!!! Fuck, fuckity, fuuuuck!” Still cursing under his breath, he grabbed the towel from the bathroom floor and pulled it around his waist to open the door.
“Hi, delivery for-” the kid froze, eyes fixed on Kon’s dripping chest. Shit! Grindr guy is the delivery guy from Jason’s! “Uh, for Conner?” He squeaked and tried to swallow.
“Yeah, that’s me.” Kon’s lips twitched. Definitely still got it. Hands reaching out to take the box he quickly had to jerk back and grab the loose towel. Laughing a little nervously as he barely stopped it falling, his thighs fully exposed with his hand and towel over his junk. “Shit, uh sorry man.” Just because the guy was attracted didn’t mean he should risk an indecent exposure charge. “Could you, uh, is it weird if you bring it in or you could set it down. I don’t, uh, don’t wanna flash you.”
The kid blinked, slowly registering what Kon had asked. “Uh, yeah, how do you want, shit, where do you want it!? The food!? I mean the food!!”
Trying not to smirk, Kon opened the door and stepped back “Just down the hall, there’s a table in the living room there.”
The kid, Trey? No! Tom? Maybe? , slipped passed and made for the living room. “Gimme a second to get shorts on!” Kon yelled as he closed the door.
Grabbing his gym shorts, not caring they were probably a bit funky, he quickly dressed then grabbed cash from his wallet for the tip.
“This is a lot of food for one person,” the kid mused. “Though, I guess with a body like yours you need a ton of calories?”
“What - oh yeah!” Kon outright grinned, glad of the attention. “It’s not all for me though, I’m not, like super, into bulking! The rest I’ll leave in the fridge for my roommate.”
“Cool, cool, uh you paid on the app yeah?” He was already moving back to the hall, ready to leave.
“Oh, yeah I did. I got a tip though,” Kon held up the folded note, “Tim! Sorry, dunno why I yelled that! I knew I remembered your name. I just couldn’t get it, it’s Tim right?”
“Yeah” he chuckled, eyes trying not to make contact “Guess you remember me from your boyfriends huh?”
“My who?” Kon cocked his head “You mean Jason?”
“I guess, maybe, the guy you were with when you ordered the pizza?”
“Oh, he’s not my boyfriend!” Kon laughed “We were screwing around!”
“Screwing around?” Tim’s eyebrows climbed high on his forehead “You like making delivery guys flustered by pretending to fuck?”
Kon licked his lips, noting that while Tim was shocked he didn’t seem exactly offended. “We weren’t pretending, dude. That was more about us having a bit of an exhibitionist kink, though if it got you all hot and bothered that’s a bonus . . . Did it?”
Tim gulped “Did, did it what?”
“Get you hot and bothered?”
Blinking rapidly, Tim just nodded as Kon got into his space. “Good.” He whispered, slipping the tip into Tim’s jeans pocket, thumb grazing his hip as he did so. Jesus this must look like the worst porno ever right now! He was slightly taller than the kid, glancing down at him he licked his lips again before stepping back.
“You know, my roomies aren’t gonna be home til at least ten tonight. And I’ve got all day free . . .”
Tim gawked at him, nodding slowly.
“How long do you have on your shift?”
“Uh, what, what time is it?”
“Just after two.”
“I get off at four thirty . . .”
“If you want, I could get you off a few more times after that?” Kon plopped down on the sofa, spreading his legs so Tim could get an eyeful of his obscene bulge if he chose too. His left hand absentmindedly scratching his chest, hissing a little as he grazed one of his nipple piercings.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, I know I shouldn’t, but I have a habit of not locking the door . . . Anyone could walk in . . .”
“I’ll uh, I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks for the tip!”
Tim gave him one last look before turning and leaving.
Kon’s head fell back, both hands at his nipples now. Tugging on the bats through them. I really hope he takes the offer!
It was almost three hours later when Kon heard the buzzer again. After Tim left he’d stripped out of the shorts to enjoy his chicken chow mein, then spent the rest of the afternoon gloriously naked. Ignoring his cock save the occasional tug, focusing instead on his ass and nipples.
He was on his bed when the buzzer went, tweaking his now very swollen nipples with his left hand while his right held a prostate massager in place. Groaning as it gently hummed away inside of him. No one could say he didn't know the selling points of their merchandise.
He gave it a moment only thinking about getting up, sending out a silent prayer of thanks to whoever opened the building's door when the receiver gave out a mechanical click.
It wasn’t long until he heard the apartment door open and close, unsure footsteps coming down the hall. He’d been caught by the wrong people in this situation more times than he could count. The only one he regretted though was his younger half brother, that kid asked WAY too many questions at the dinner table afterwards. His dad had wanted to be furious but thankfully Lois, his step mom, saw the funny side. With that very particular exception he loved the idea of being caught by someone almost as much as he loved being caught by the right someone.
“Holy fucking shit!” He heard Tim gasp in the doorway.
Kon changed the setting on the massager in the same moment, causing his back to arch off the bed at the intensified sensations. “You like what you see?” He glanced over, eyelids heavy.
“Fuck yes!” The other man hastily kicked off his shoes and stripped. Stopping when Kon begged “Wait, keep the underwear on, for now?”
Grinning he approached, a lithe but muscular frame, clad only in a pair of bright pink boxer briefs.
“Nice shade.” Kon teased, making him laugh as he knelt on the bed, hands ghosting over Kon’s chest.
“Matches your blush.” Tim pinched the nipple Kon was ignoring, twisting it a little.
“Aahhhhhhh yes!!!” Kon’s cock jerked happily between his legs, leaking the pre cum over his stomach.
“Can I . . . Is there anywhere you don’t want touched, Conner?”
“Kon, I like Kon. And touch me anywhereeeeee!!!! Ooooooohhhhhh!!!”
Given how shy the kid had been, he expected there would be a little more encouragement before he reached down to grab the handle of the toy and push it in hard. Not that he was complaining, both of his hands now free to play with his nips and pecs.
“Jesus you’re gorgeous like this!” Tim sighed as he pressed the control button, increasing the frequency again. “Based on when I saw you with your friend I thought you were the Top?”
“Vers, ahhh fuck, versatile!”
“Yeah? Oh fuck yes! Are you close already Kon? How long have you been playing with yourself?”
“A few, ahhhh shit! A few hours!!”
“Have you came yet?”
“No, not, fuuuck, not yet!”
“Do you want to?”
“Yes! Oh please yes!!”
“Will you be able to go again if I let you?”
If I let you!? Fuck I got lucky here!
“Mmm yes!! Yes I will, I promise!!”
Tim repositioned himself between Kon’s knees, one hand keeping the massager in place while the other loosely wrapped around the dripping cock. “Jesus you’re thick!!” He hissed as he began to stroke.
Kon’s hands clenched, grabbing the bed sheets on either side of them. Whining, his back arching and his eyes rolling back. “Fuck! Faster! Please!” Every word was forced out. The other man’s grip tightened and he slowly pumped it, Kon’s cock leaking profusely as he did.
Tim kept his movements nice and slow, enjoying the way Kon’s muscled form was squirming for him. His own cock well and truly interested, tenting his underwear.
“This is not how I saw today going!” Tim giggled “I am so glad it is though! You know, I jerked off a few times after that first delivery?”
“Yeahhhhhh?” Kon’s hips bucked.
“Yeah, wishing you’d had me bent over like your friend.” Tim’s thumb was on the control button of the massager. “But this . . .”
“Ohhhh fuuuuuck!” Kon seized up as the massager went into overdrive. His cock spasmed and Tim let it go, watching it pulse as a couple spurts of thick cum leaked out.
“Is so much better than the fantasy!!”
Kon’s body deflated as the massager was turned off and extracted. After a few moments he propped himself up in his elbows to look up at Tim’s face, a stupid grin spliting him ear to ear. He held his hand out “Hi, we’ve not really been introduced. I’m Tim! And if we’re gonna keep going we might need to discuss some things.”
Kon shook the hand as he forced himself into a sitting position, still catching his breath“I’m Kon,” he mumbled. “Sorry, I know we shoulda talked first I was just . . . Y’know?” He gestured to the mess of cum on his torso.
“Horny?”
“Very!”
“Nice! So, what is it you want to do?”
“Uh, anything really . . . I was kinda expecting you to play with me a bit then fuck me. Wasn’t anticipating much more . . . Which is NOT a bad thing!”
“Ok cool, cause I can think of a few things, ending with me trying to take that thing” he nudged Kon’s semi hard cock, still oozing and nowhere near deflated “up my ass!”
“I like the sound of this plan!” Kon lay back, hands behind his head “Where do you wanna start?”
“Down here!” Tim laughed as he grabbed the larger man’s ankles, unceremoniously bending him in half with a breathy “oomph”. Running his hands down the muscled legs to rest on the back of those taught and straining thighs before leaning forward, lapping at Kon’s loosened hole. “Mmm what flavour lube is that?”
“Clemen-oh fuck-tine!”
The room filled with sloppy noises as Tim greedily licked at the twitching hole. Kon grabbing his own ankles to keep his legs held back, mind going pleasantly fuzzy from the sensations. The cum that had pooled on his stomach running down his abs and chest. His cock staying semi hard, not fully aroused yet but certainly enjoying things.
A deft finger joined Tim’s mouth, hooking inside the ring of muscle and tugging gently. A whine escaped Kon’s throat as a second finger was added, Tim backing off slightly to blow cold air on the wet skin. “Can I fuck you, yeah?”
“Shit yes!!” Kon was shining with sweat. “Lube should be on the floor. I like it rough so feel free to go for it once you’ve slicked up that cock!”
“Sure thing big guy!” Tim hopped off the bed, pulling his garish boxers down, seven inches of cut cock springing free. He wasn’t as thick as Kon but it definitely wasn’t skinny either, Kon forced himself to keep his legs up as his mouth watered. “You mind ass to mouth?”
“No, why?” He was generously coating his dick in the sweet flavoured lube, eyes dark. Motherfucker knows exactly why!
“No reason.” Despite the position he was in Kon managed to feign innocence, if only for a few moments before grinninging salaciously. Grabbing a cushion from behind him he laid back, lifting his hips and shoving it under there to support him.
“Shouldn’t we put a towel down?”
Kon hummed, contented by the wet noises of Tim getting his dick ready, staring at the ceiling. “Nah, it’s laundry day tomorrow! It’ll be fine!”
Climbing on the bed, Tim positioned his slender body between Kon’s thick legs, lifting them so the ankles were on his shoulders. Lining the head of his cock against the larger man’s hole he caught his eye, waiting for the nod of approval before - “Ahhhh fuck!! Yes, give it to me Timmy!!!!” - he slid forward, just under half his cock meeting no resistance. Applying pressure and gasping when he felt the inner ring of muscle open up and pull him deep inside.
“Timmy?” He asked as he caught his breath, leaning in with Kon’s muscular calves on his shoulders. A fine sweat breaking out accross his face and taught chest as he looked down at the panting mess underneath him.
“Ah, fuckity fucking, whoa boy!” Kon panted, his hands fisting the sheets, his already sweaty form suddenly feeling a thousand degrees hotter. “Sorry. It just. Oh fuuuuck. Slipped out!”
“Are you ok? You want me to?” Tim began to pull back, Kon’s teeth clenching as he did.
“Oh fuuuuuck! Don’t move! Not, fuck not yet!” His chest heaved. “I just, shitting fuck, I thought I was more prepped than I was! Ahhh!!!” Tim had slid back in place, barely a fraction of an inch but it felt like so much more to Kon’s insanely full feeling ass.
“You sure? Just say when.”
“Kiss me!?”
“Huh!?”
“Kiss me, spit on me, call me baby, or a whore! Shit like that always loosens me up!”
Tim shrugged before surging forward. The kiss was surprisingly gentle, almost a little shy, considering the situation they were in. But it had Kon moaning softly. As the kiss deepened his body began to relax. Starting with his hands loosening their grip on the sheets abs building until his ass fluttered a little around Tim’s intruding dick.
“Better?” The dark skinned boy asked, his lips less than an inch from Kon’s plump lips.
“Much!” Came a breathy response “Go as hard as you like . . . Timmy?”
The boy chuckled and rolled his hips, Kon gasping, his back arching.
“Call me that again and I’ll stop being so gentle . . . Connor!”
Kon outright giggled “Timmy!” Earning a sharp thrust. “Ahh, Timmy!” A slow drag followed by a deep plunge. “TIMMY!!!”
Tim reared back and started pistoning his hips. Steadying himself by grabbing Kon’s thighs, wrapping his legs around his chest as he hammered his ass. “Fucking take it Connor!!”
“Ahh fuck yes!!”
Kon was on cloud nine, his cock hadn’t gotten fully hard again but the feeling of Tim constantly rubbing his prostate had him seeing stars.
He couldn’t say if it had been ten minutes away or ten hours, only becoming aware of time as Tim slowed down.
“Hey?” He forced his eyes open, looking at the gorgeous man above him. He knew they were both soaked in sweat at this point, but the guy's chest and abdomen was glistening in a way that had his stomach clenching. “Why you stopping?”
“Not stopping, just, oh fuck, just trying not to cum yet.” Tim pulled out entirely. “Flip over?”
It was a struggle, given how boneless he was becoming, but eventually they had Kon on his hands and knees. “Ready?”
“Ready-oh holy fuck!” His head fell forward to rest on his forearms as Tim rentered him. The only man shifted until he was squatting behind Kon, the angle a little higher allowing him to get that little bit “Jesus fucking hell! That’s so fucking deep!!” The larger man whimpered.
“Yeah? You like that baby!?”
“Yes!! Yeah, just like that Timmy!!”
“Fuck you!” Tim laughed and began to thrust down as hard as he could. Kon slumped further forward, his muscles felt like they’d turned to jelly. The sweet spot inside him getting pushed over and over and over until “Shit I’m gonna cum!!”
Tim pulled out with a wet squelch, Kon turned his head to complain only to be met with a thick and slimy cock in his face. Reacting on autopilot he took it in his mouth. Swallowing it all was difficult in his current position, not that it lasted long. The other man gripped his damp hair and pulled him to the edge of the bed, his head hanging off the edge. Kon groaned and swallowed Tim down, a pair of tight balls slapping him in the nose as he was throat fucked.
He loved ass to mouth on a good day but he was really enjoying the clementine lube as an added flavour. Definitely using this story to boost sales!
It didn’t take long before Tim’s hips stalled, his ass and thighs clenching. “Fuuuuck!” Was the last warning Kon had as his throat was flooded with hot, thick, cum. Grabbing Tim’s ass Kon held him in place as he swallowed down every single drip. His throat massaging the spent cock with each swallow. “Fuck, too much, too much!” Tim groaned as he pried the hands off his ass and stepped back, hissing when Kon lapped at his sensitive cockhead. Looking down he huffed a short laugh at how utterly wrecked his new friend was. Black hair plastered to Kon’s forehead with sweat, pale chest flushed dusky red, semi hard cock flopped in the crease of his hip, pre cum drooling over the sheets. His swollen lips parted as he took shallow breaths. “Jesus you’re pretty!”
“And you’re fucking hot!” Kon swallowed and forced himself to sit up “I love when a guy is surprisingly dominant!”
“Mmm thanks.” Tim purred, setting in against Kon’s side “I was just a little taken in the moment though, like that’s not a constant thing.”
“That’s cool” Kon got his arm around Tim’s shoulders, pulling him close. “So,” his only hand found Tim’s thigh, thumb running circles that an in he from the deflated cock “how’s your recovery time?”
“You ready to go so soon?”
Kon just nodded, leaning in for a kiss. His cock twitching as Tim groaned and pushed his tongue in, tasting himself in Kon’s mouth. “Mmm, you’re fun!” The larger man growled between sloppy kisses.
“I’m not gonna cum again right away” Tim muttered Kon rolled them on their sides to face each other. “However” he lifted his leg to hook behind the other man’s, his hole suddenly easier for a wandering g hand to find “I’m open to prolonged ass play if you . . .”
“Fuck yes!!” Kon grinned as the pads of his index and middle fingers started rubbing around the right ring of muscle. “I’m gonna enjoy opening you up baby!”
Moving his leg up further Tim whimpered at the touch, “Wanna eat my-ooomph!” Before he could completed the thought, Kon bounced of the bed and grabbed his hips. Pulling him to the edge before dropping to his knees. “Someone likes thaahhhht! Oh fuuuuuck!”
Tim’s torso hit the comforter as his ass was spread and then sloppily attacked by an exceptionally eager tongue.
Big hands kneaded the taught ass cheeks as they were spread apart. Kon’s tongue lapping at the puckered rim before pointing it and pushing inside. Chuckling in his throats at the pleased noises his companion was muttering into the bedsheets.
Every few minutes he’d back off and run his tongue along that sweet stretch of skin just below Tim’s balls.
“Mmmmmm smack it!”
“Hmmm?” Kon hummed.
“Smack my ass! Make it sti-” SMACK “nnnnng!! Oh fuck me!!”
“Mmm we’re working up to that.”
“Ass” SMACK “Hoooole!”
Kon grinned, alternating between slipping tonguing Tim and slapping his cheeks. He wasn’t being particularly hard, not like he and Jason had been anyway. Just enough to sting. They could work up to the rougher stuff if Tim was open to it, but he didn’t plan to leave any real bruises without permission.
Leaning back Kon spat directly on the hole, rubbing it in with his thumb. The digit slipping in and hooking into the ring of muscle, gently stretching it open.
“You make the best noises, you know that?”
Tim simply groaned in response, pushing his hips back to meet the invading digit.
“Think I could open you up just with spit baby?” He has no intention of forgetting the lube but the dirty talk seemed to be having the desired effect. Tim’s hole spasmed. “Mmm you like that baby? Want me to just spit on my big dick and shove it in?” Kon swapped his thumb for two fingers, crooking them to just barely rub on Tim’s prostate.
“Oh fuck! I dunno that I could take it!”
“I think you could babe. Think you’d love me pounding you like that. Spend the next week thinking about it with every step you take!”
“Ahhhh fuck!! Kon, Jesus, please, I need. I. Oh fuck. I need!”
“Need what babe? Need me to stretch you round my thick piece?” His fingers began to scissor, not by much though. Just the slightest stretch, but it had Tim sweating and shaking. “Huh? Or maybe you need me to pound you hard, brutal even! Fuck you right through the mattress?” He went back to grazing the sweet spot. “Maybe you’ll be a needy little fucker and lemme lie back while you ride me like your favourite dildo?”
“Oh shitting fuck!” Tim squirmed “I’ve never, ahh, never used a - holy fuck - a dildo.”
Kon froze. “Wait, really?”
“Uh” Tim peered back over his shoulder “I mean, I’ve used things, but not like an actual toy.”
It took a moment but Kon’s eyes lit up, “Would you like too?”
“Sure, but it’s kinda not the best idea to share toys. So if you wouldn’t mind going back to - HEY!” Kon slipped his fingers out and jumped up.
“Today’s your lucky day man!” He looked like he’s just realised it was his birthday, a huge goofy grin on his face as he strode over to his wardrobe. Tim just took a moment to admire his naked form before “what the hell are you talking about?”
“So!” Kon returned to his bed with a bag full of Armoury products “I work in a sex shop.” He explained “And one of my favourite employee perks is that every few months we get some of our own branded stuff as kinda freebies. The only real requirement is we use it, rate it, and ideally use our personal experience to boost sales.”
“Okayyyyy?”
Kon rummaged for a moment before pulling out a medium sized dildo, 6 inches long and not overly thick. “Still in the packaging! As long as you’re ok with me rating the effect it has on you then I can use it on you and it’s yours! If, if that’s not too weird?”
Tim smirked “You’re very, very, weird Kon. But I’m a very, very, sexy way.” He licked his lips “Would you like to use it on me or would you like to watch me use it for you?”
Kon groaned, a deep rumble in his chest, “I want to watch!”
“Gimme the lube then!”
A few moments later Tim was sat at the head of the bed, legs spread wide as his fingers stretched out his ass, the dildo ready to go at his side. Kon had brought through a dining chair from the living room, and was tugging his nipples as he watched. Both men doing their utmost to ignore their throbbing erections.
“Tell me when you’re ready for the real thing babe!”
Smirking, Tim picked up the toy. It wasn’t huge, but it did have some very prominent veins that would feel nice, as well as a set of silicone balls at the base. Using them like a handle he started easing it inside. Gasping at the sensations, his legs trembling.
Kon watched him like a hawk, his breath catching when the toy slipped through the inner ring of muscle, Tim’s ass swallowing it easily from there.
“So fucking gorgeous! How’s it feel?”
“Fu-full, it feels full!” The other man experimented with pulling it out a little. Gasping as he pushed it back in. “The, oh fuck, the veins . . . Fucking hell!”
Kon was roughly pulling on his pierced nipples as he watched, eyes dark with lust. “Talk to me Timmy. I get the feeling you like dirty talk?”
“Ahh, but I’m not, fuck, not very good at it.” Tim looked oddly shy, given just how much of him was on display.
“Everyone’s shit at babe, you just gotta follow the horny and see where it takes you.” He flicked one of his piercings hard, huffing at the sensation. “If you want I can just narrate?”
“N-no, I want to try.” He twisted the toy, his head falling back against the wall. “It’s like my fingers only better!” He shook “Ahh, it’s getting me ready for you though, that’s the main thing.”
Kon growled in his throat.
“Ahhh any time I use it after this I’m gonna imagine you. Imagine the way you looked when I arrived. Imagine you taking my dick in your ass. Imagine you swallow my load. Imagine you eating my ass like it was your favourite meal. Imagine you.” He was thrusting now, three or four inches out then shoving them back in. “Imagine you.” His torso contorting as he applied pressure to the spit inside. “Imagine you . . . Oh fuck Connor! Fuck I’m close! Please! Get over here! NOW!”
He didn’t need to be told twice, as he stood up he grabbed the lube and generously slicked himself up. Tim extracted the toy and tossed it to the foot of the bed just before the larger man got between his legs.
Gripping the dark skinned man’s calves he hoisted him up. A pair of runners legs on his broad shoulders as he guided himself into a much more open ass.
Tim arched his back on entry, panting as Kon met resistance. “Ah yes! Connor!! Gimme it!”
Once he made it through the ring of muscle inside they moaned in unison. The rest a much easier glide until Kon’s pelvis met Tim’s ass cheeks. Leaning down he kissed his partner, slow and gentle as they both adjusted to the pleasure of this position.
“Make me see stars!?” Tim asked between kisses.
“I’ll make you feel like a goddamn supernova!”
Alternating between languidly pulling his hips back then sharply slamming back into Tim, Kon was determined to make this last longer than just a few thrusts. They were both so close, it he knew that if he dragged things out just a little bit further they’d both feel a million times better for it. To his genuine shock he managed to maintain the slow pace for a solid fifteen minutes or so. Both men sweating from the effort.
“Fuck, Kon! Kon please! I need to! Shit! I need to cum!!”
“As you wish babe!”
Kon’s hips picked up the pace gradually, building to a jackhammer that had Tim’s legs bent in like a pretzel and the headboard slamming into the wall.
“Fuuuck, cum for me Tim!!”
“Choke me!”
He didn’t even think about it as he wrapped both hands round Tim’s neck and squeezed. Not enough to threaten the other man’s ability to stay conscious, but based on the very visceral reaction it was more than enough pleasure.
Tim’s whole body froze, his eyes glazed over and his cock exploded over his abdomen and chest. As his ass spasmed around Kon it only took another couple of hard thrusts and he was spilling inside of him.
Kon’s vision went white and he forgot how to breath for a moment. Coming back to reality he slowly pulled out of Tim, a now very boneless heap underneath him. On autopilot he curled himself around the other man’s body and passed out.
It could have been minutes or hours when he woke up. Only distrubed by Tim trying fruitlessly to move his dead weight off of him.
“Mmm, five more minutes!”
“Sorry big fella, but I’m gonna need to make a move” Tim managed to wriggle free “My folks are gonna wonder where I got to if I’m not in by ten.”
“Boooo!” Kon laughed, “What time is it?”
“Uhh, just before eight, I think?”
“You’re welcome to take a shower if you want. Dunno that you wanna answer questions about smelling like an armpit.”
“I don’t” he took a deliberate sniff “Oh, ok yeah I’ll take that shower thanks.”
Getting up Kon grabbed his phone from the nightstand, suddenly having a great idea. “Hey, mind if I get a selfie?”
“A selfie? If you wanted commemorative pics you shoulda said during.” Tim’s laugh was a little uncomfortable at the idea of a pic being taken.
“Sorry, I don’t mean like that, just like faces and at a push some chesticles.” Kon rushed “Jason and I, that guy I was with before, we found you hot too. I half bet you’d be looking out for his address when you were delivering. It’s stupid, don’t worry, I’ll show you how to turn on the-”
“No super obvious nudity.”
“Huh?”
“No super obvious nudity and you can send your friend a selfie.”
***
Jason had just finished taking a few pics for his account. A very generous benefactor had sent him a string of silicone anal beads and an extra $200 for a personalised video. He was adjusting the ring lights he’d acquired between Dick’s old equipment and eBay sales when his phone lit up with a picture message from Kon.
A selfie of him with a very cute dark skinned guy with lips that rivalled his own. Captioned IOU 10 bucks sweet bird.
“Fuck! Guess he hooked up with the delivery guy!”
Good pull man! Fucking jealous!
Jason laughed as he set up the cameras on his phone to record. Definitely using that to get my motor running!