We got home from the gym and proceeded to get ready for bed. Tony, Adam's room mate, was still on the computer as we brushed our teeth and Adam set out his clothes for the following work day. By the time we were finished, Tony finally retired and Adam and I lay side by side. A few minutes ticked by and I began to figure that he was too tired and that we might as well sleep. But then without actual thought toward it, I began to kiss at Adam's back and neck, letting my tongue slide softly between kiss to kiss.
Before long, Adam's breath got a little deeper and he sighed. My left hand ran along the length of his body, over his hip and it brushed his hard dick and I knew it wouldn't be difficult to convince him to finish playing. With that same hand, I turned him onto his back then toward me. In the darkness, it was a little difficult but then I found his eyes looking back for mine.
Moving on top of him, I pressed my body hard against his and my tongue explored his mouth. For a time, Adam didn't move against me, his stillness causing me to nearly falter from my goal but then my hand again found his cock. It was rigid and slick pre-cum oozed from the head. Moving my hands to his nipples, I pulled on them first gently then with a little more intensity before a deep moan escaped his parted lips. I worked my knee against his crotch, rubbing it hard against his perineum and nudging his sack as I did so.
Finally, he leaned in to press against me, I pulled him all the way up to a sitting position and then pulled his t-shirt off and cast it aside. Just as soon, I pressed my hands against his chest and pushed him back down. My shirt followed directly behind his and our kisses moved to a fevered tempo. Moving between his legs, I lift his legs onto my shoulders and tugged until his boxers came loose and threw those to meet our shirts. I raised myself up, placing Adam's hand on my waist band.
"Take them off."
He did as he was told and I moved my way up to were my knees were on either side of his chest. I slid my hands behind his neck and pulled his head so that my cock hung directly before his up turned face.
"Suck it, Adam," I told him and like a good boy, he went right to it.
He didn't just do the cock though, he worked his tongue and mouth down the shaft and back again before I pulled my dick out of his mouth and let my balls dangle before his teasing tongue. Slurping and swirling it around those, he made me want to fuck him like I haven't down in weeks.
Pulling away, I made my way down to suck on him for a while but he stopped half way their, reached behind himself to the floor and pulled up a small bottle.
I saw it and knew instantly that he must have placed it there while I was in the bathroom. I took it from him and with the lube I slicked his cock and my hole. I aimed it perfectly then slowly began to lower myself down his shaft until I rested completely on his hips. He moaned loudly and my mouth found his as I began to rock up and down on his dick. Tonight was one of those nights were I wouldn't feel completely satisfied without this. There are some times where I just need to feel him inside me. I built a rhythm and began to pump up and down on him with my left hand I tugged on his nipple and with my right I pulled and squeezed a little roughly on his balls. Slowing these two motions as well as my riding, tho never stopping, I moved down to tongue his mouth and bit at his neck.
Ten minutes must have passed before he grunted loudly and pulled me close. When we switch hit, on those nights that I want it, it makes an alternating current of sexual want and need, give and take.
"Fuck me," he demanded.
Needing no more encouragement, I rose up until his cock slide out of me. With the same motion still, I moved between his legs. With the bottle of lube never far from hand, I lubed him and my own tool up. His ass was ready and wanting; my cock slide in with a roughly easy pressure. He gripped my ass and pulled me the rest of the way to the hilt when my balls touch his ass. I kissed him hard and worked my hand between us to stroke him as I began pumping into him.
His moan sounded in my ear and I moved closer to his.
"You like it better when I fuck YOU!"
His groans were the only answer I needed and I began to fuck him harder. I pulled his legs more onto my shoulder and raised him slightly higher so that my aim was at a more upward angle. The mark was perfect, for he gripped my sides tightly an deep breath hissed from his mouth. I was hitting his prostate more fully from this angle.
His hand replaced my mine on his cock, by his moans I knew he was getting close. I began focusing on the feeling of my own dick and the tightness of his ass.
That's when I felt his hot cum hitting my chest and then trailing down my stomach. A moment later I too came, as I did so my speed quickened and that brought him to the final crest of his orgasm He arched his back grunted loudly as the final shot hit him in the chin. Weak with post-orgasm, I rested on top of him, his cum sticking between us as our tongues intertwined.