Porn star crush - next morning

I wake up the next morning and I’m kind of amazed that he’s still laying there by my side.  All 5’11” of his lean frame stretched out in my bed.  I lean on my arm and admire him for just a few moments, let my finger trace his bicep as he sleeps and then just glide across his chest.  But it’s morning and nature calls.  I get up and take care of that business, brush my teeth and splash some water on my face.  When I come out of the bathroom, he’s laying on the bed, left arm tucked behind his head, his hairy pit, on display, his bicep gently flexed.  There’s a smile in his eyes and I could fall into those things for days. 

“You started something, before you went to the bathroom,” he says, and the smile spreads from his eyes to his lips.  Such a bright shinning smile.  I climb back into bed and lay across his torso, and I know he can feel my weight settle across him, as I stare into those beautiful eyes. I begin lowering my head slowly, reluctant to lose eye contact but needing to kiss him more. Finally, our lips touch, a feather touch, just a brush really. I lift up and fall into those eyes again for just a moment. I lean down and inhale his scent, licking his left pit and up along his arm, to his bicep, feeling it hard beneath my tongue, then I’m back to staring into those beautiful eyes.  He pulls me back down and our lips lock, beards and moustaches blending. Tongues exploring. Tasting. Probing. Hands encircling our heads and necks. The scent of man is strong in the air driving us both, feeding our need. Our primal need seeks release. The beast wants out. His. Mine. And we fuck. It’s not love making, though there are elements of that. But the need is too strong. It’s raw. It’s pure fucking. And it’s what we both need in that moment. Later there is time for soft gentle love making but now in this moment we need to fuck.

Still with my weight across his torso, I begin to work down his body, feasting on his fury pit again, then down onto his chest, taking each nipple in turn into my mouth, sucking, biting gently, pulling with my teeth and his head rolls back, as a moan escapes his lips.  I lean up again, and look down into the depth of his eyes. Then I reach out, with one hand, a gentle touch, sliding up his arm, across that raised bicep, then back down across his chest. The lightest touch. Fingers gliding along. Exploring. Making him shiver at the light feather touch. Circling around his nipples. Feeling the skin around his nipple goose bump up, as I trace the edge with just my finger, letting it brush the nipple, still wet with saliva from my mouth. Then I continue gliding down across his furry belly. Reaching lower and lower. His dick hardening as it tries to reach up to that exploring finger.

I know I have him then, and I move away a bit, but I can still feel our bodies touching. I can feel his warmth. His breathe on my skin, and as I exhale my warm breath lifts his chest hair tickling him, a little. And we wrap around each other, fur on fur. Lean muscle on burly bear. I move down his body, further now, my hand leading the way, tracing his muscles, tracing the vee at the bottom of his stomach down to his hardened cock.  I move right past it, not touching it and I lift his legs over my shoulders and let my tongue explore his ass.  The ass I’ve seen fucked on film so many times, spread open right there in front of me and I plow into him with my tongue. Licking at first, then tongue fucking him, wetting him, opening him.  His cock is rock hard right above my head, when I look up, I can see it bouncing, rising proudly over his full balls. 

I slide a finger into him, first one then two, then three explore and open his ass, spit and my tongue have opened him, and they plunge into him, knuckle deep, then fully in.  He’s so tight around my fingers.  Now that my mouth is free, I’m able to pay attention to those full balls, and I take first one, then the other, then both into my mouth, pulling them away from his body, as they try to retract. His cock, which I continue to ignore, is leaking precum onto his belly, he reaches for it, wanting to find release but I bat his hands away, I don’t want him to touch it, at least until I’m inside him. 

I wait for him to ask, to beg me to fuck him and it doesn’t take long, my fingers are working their magic on his hole and he’s ready.  I rise lifting his legs onto my shoulder as I do and I spit down onto my own cock, and work the spit into it, then I position my cock just there, just at the opening and I tell him to open his eyes. “Look at me, look into my eyes,” I demand, and he tilts his head forward and stares at me and I drown in those eyes again and as I fall my cock punctures his ass.  I don’t pause, I don’t care to pause, I just plunge until my hips are resting against his legs.  His eyes widen, then just slowly close as he takes in the pleasure of being filled.  I see that and that is all the permission I need, pulling my cock out until just the head remains, I thrust back into him.  My thrusts are fast and furious, his cock bounces between us, as I reach out and hold his hands over his head, preventing him from touching himself. Pounding into him, watching him for reaction.  Then I let go of his hands, they remain where I’ve left them and let mine trace down to his shoulders, then to his neck and they encircle his muscular neck, putting just the slightest pressure on them. 

“Harder” he moans.  And I don’t know if means my hands on his neck or my cock in his ass, so I go harder on both. And I press harder, leaning some weight into my arms and onto his neck as I pick up my pace and fuck harder and faster into him.  My hips thrusting hard, driving to fill him.  His cock is literally spraying precum, wetting both our furry bellies.  Having given his ass no mercy, pounding into him, my cock is sensitive, and I can feel my balls begin to retract and I know I’m close to dumping my load into him.  I don’t slow down, I just keep pounding, hard and deep and then I hit that point of no return and I sink my cock deep into his ass,

“Take my fucking load,” I cry out as the first shot bursts from my cock head, my cock pulsing in his tight ass, my balls pumping out shot after shot.  It’s leaking out, down across my shaft and balls, as I pull out.  I’m still oozing cum as I present my cock to his mouth and he wraps his lips around me, taking the last drops of my load into his mouth, licking my cock clean, moving down to my balls, and cleaning them as well.  I flip around, leaving my cock in his mouth, still hard, and take his still rock-hard cock into mine.  No sooner have my lips closed around him when he moans deeply around my cock, and I feel the first jet of his cum hit the back of my throat. Six pulses later and my mouth is full, I swallow some then go back for more and milk his cock of every drop, making sure he’s empty and then we are kissing, tasting each other on our lips, on our tongues.

Neither of us has gone soft and he pulls back from the kiss, and says, “my turn” and both our eyes are smiling now.

 

 

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