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Part 20 – Right
now
After an endless drive, though it couldn’t have been more
than ten minutes, Don pulled into the parking lot of his apartment
complex. Will’s car was right behind him
and it pulled with a squeal into the space beside Don’s. Will was opening his door before Don put his
car into park. Don jerked the keys out
of the ignition and unbuckled his seatbelt.
Will opened Don’s door and dragged Don from his seat. He pressed Don up against the car, kissing
Don’s mouth and eyes and face. Don slid
his hands over Will’s ass.
“What will my neighbors think?” Don laughed as Will
bit his left earlobe.
“They’ll wonder who is that gorgeous guy
that Mr. Eppes found,” Will said, his mouth against Don’s neck.
“Soon,” Don groaned, his hands dipping into Will’s
waistband. “They’re going to wonder who that naked guy with Mr. Eppes is. My apartment is over that way.” He gestured with an elbow.
Will stepped away from him and grabbed Don’s hand. “Hope it’s a short trip,” he said, yanking
Don away from the car.
Don pressed the button to lock his car and led the way up
the sidewalk, pulling Will along. They
reached the door to his building, then the hallway in front of his apartment,
then his apartment door, before Don had to turn and possess Will’s mouth
again. As they kissed hungrily, Will
took the keys from Don’s hand and leaned over to fumble a key into the door
lock. He turned away from Don and tried
all the keys before finding the right one.
Don ran his hands over Will’s ass and thighs, his mouth busy on Will’s
back. The door swung open with a
bang. Will stepped forward, into the
apartment, and Don followed. Don turned
to shut and lock the door behind him, his fingers clumsy on the simple
lock.
As soon as it was locked, Will yanked on Don’s shoulder,
spun him around, and shoved him face first into the wall. Will’s hands were all over Don and his hard
cock pressed against the thin layers of fabric between it and Don’s ass. Don levered himself away from the wall with
both arms, and Will’s hands jumped to Don’s crotch. He rubbed Don’s throbbing cock through his
pants as he pressed his own against Don’s ass.
Gasping, Don said, “Hurry!”
He unbuttoned his jeans.
Will took a hold of Don’s waistband and dragged his pants
and underwear down to his thighs. Don’s
rigid cock sprang free and slapped against his stomach. Behind him, Don heard Will dragging down his
own pants and the sound of a condom package being opened.
“Pre-lubed,” Will said quickly.
“Very prepared.” Don wanted to turn to see Will’s cock before
it was covered in the thin sheath, but then Will’s hands were on his ass and
his cock rubbing between Don’s asscheeks.
Will hesitated. “Is this okay?”
“Just fuck me already,” Don groaned. He didn’t care what happened first, who took
whom, just wanted it to happen right now.
Don felt a hard shape pressing against his asshole and he
shifted his legs farther apart. The
coolness of the lube warred with the warmth of Will’s condom-covered cock. Don tried to move backwards onto that hard cock
but Will’s hands on his hips held him still.
He recognized that Will didn’t want to hurt him, especially considering
that Don hadn’t gotten any warm up. Don
bit his lip with impatience as Will pressed in ever so slowly, stopping every
inch or so to let Don adjust around him.
Then Will’s patience gave out and he buried himself the rest
of the way into Don’s ass. Don groaned
with mingled pain and pleasure, then Will began to move and it was pure
pleasure. There was no slow ramping up
of thrusts, no gradual increase. Will
pulled almost out and slammed back into Don again, over and over, his fingers
digging into Don’s hips. Don had to
brace himself with one hand to avoid getting smashed into the wall. He made a circle of his other hand and held
it in place around his aching cock, so that each thrust Will made into his ass
was translated to a stroke down Don’s cock.
Don’s body trembled with effort and pleasure and need.
“God, yes,” Will groaned, against Don’s hair. “Don ... so … God.”
His pounding became frenzied, making Don fuck his own hand
with wild strokes. Four months of
wanting, needing, longing rose up in Don, merging with his coming orgasm. Will cried out and let go and then they were
exploding together, two bodies fused into one bucking animal.
Seconds, minutes, years later, they slowed and stopped. Don collapsed against the wall, Will against
his back, both panting heavily. Will
rubbed his cheek against Don’s hair. Don
released his spent cock from his slippery hand and pressed his forehead into
the wall. Will’s hands slid down Don’s
hips, his touch light.
“Damn,” Will said into Don’s hair.
Don mumbled, “Trust you to go to the heart of the matter.”
Will gave a gasping laugh and pulled Don away from the wall,
into a tight hug. Don wiped his
cum-covered hand on his pants, then put his hands on Will’s arms and leaned
back against him. They stood there,
catching their breath.
Finally Don said, “Couch.
I have a couch here somewhere.”
“Right,” Will said, looking
around. He moved away from Don, but not
too far. They both pulled their pants
back up – hard to walk with pants around their thighs – and stumbled to the
couch. They collapsed down on it, side
by side.
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