A Second Chance At Love - Part Three

Note: I do not advocate any unsafe sexual practices portrayed in this story. Their inclusion is for erotic story-telling pleasure only.
Chapter Three:

My hand in his, Anthony guided me to his bedroom. We lied down together on top of the comforter. “A queen size bed…” I teased, “Are you trying to tell me something?” He laughed as we wrapped our arms around each other, naked bodies pressed together tightly.
“I think you already know.” Anthony whispered in my ear.

“King-size would be more appropriate.” I said, reaching down for his flaccid but still damp penis, gently cupping his balls in my palm.

Anthony raised his arm and began running his fingers lightly through my hair, around the nape of my neck and gently traced my ears. I removed my hand from his area and with the back of my fingers began tracing his strong face, over the eyebrows, down his nose and around his curvaceous lips. He opened his mouth and removing his hand from my face began guiding each of my fingers into his mouth, sucking hard on each, one-by-one. I already knew the power of Anthony’s mouth from the blow job on the couch, but was surprised to find this just as erotic.

He stopped sucking my fingers and we wrapped our arms around each other, embracing in a tender session of kissing. I reached down to his buttocks and grasped them hard, massaging the flesh and hairs. Anthony let out a small groan and began kissing me harder. He grasped my rear and we pulled our naked bodies tighter to one another, our kisses growing more frenzied, tongues penetrating deeper into each another’s mouths. Our hands began to explore each other’s backs and sides, luxuriating in the feel of our naked skins.
Suddenly I rolled Anthony over and with me on top of him, declared. “I want to make love to you from head to toe – with a nice long detour between!” A Cheshire cat grin crossed his face and he said, “Be my guest.”

I thrust my mouth to his neck, sucking and kissing up to his ear and down to his shoulder. Anthony raised his head in encouragement for more. Another hard kiss to his mouth and I started to move down his hairy chest. Oh, man, did that feel good, moving my face and lips though the forest of hair even if it tickled my nose. I added my hands into the chest play and he moved his hands to my head, massaging my hair in similar rhythm. I fingered his left nipple, then began sucking and lightly biting it to the point where it stood so erect I joked, “It could put an eye out.” Anthony laughed but let out a moan of pure pleasure as I shifted to his right nipple.

Anthony pushed my head downwards and I began licking the trail of hair that crept down his stomach. A glance told me his erection was back, but I ignored it. Careful not to touch it with my chest, I continued to make love to the patterns of hair on his stomach. In a moment of pure mischief, I suddenly pressed my face full into his tummy and blew the way one does with a baby. Anthony jumped into a giggle, his legs flew to the air and his hard cock slapped my chest. “Sorry,” I said, but not really meaning it, “I couldn’t resist. You’re just too cute for words!” Anthony chuckled. I could tell he’d enjoyed it that moment of playfulness.

I continued the voyage down his body with my hand and lips, avoiding his groin, the heat of which I could feel on my face as I passed by. Down his thighs I moved, inward and outward and then slid down to his calves and feet. I kissed them tenderly, but I could tell he was ticklish and began to move back up his body. As I spread his legs and moved closer to it, Anthony bent his knees up lifting ass higher… he knew what I wanted.

Spreading his thighs further, I thrust my tongue into his man hole. No preamble, I went right for it, tenderly licking around and over his anus, getting it wetter and wetter as I rimmed him. I probed his hole with my tongue, pushing to make entry, felt his sphincter quiver with each thrust. Wetting my pointer finger, I slowly pushed it in to his hole until it was completely buried within. I moved it lazily in and out a couple of times, and then gently added a second finger. A whimper escaped Anthony’s throat as I repeated the earlier motion, this time rotating my fingers slightly.

I wet them again then inserted three of my long, narrow fingers into his ass and began to move them in and out rhythmically. Anthony was moving his hips with pleasure and groaning keeping time with my thrusts. His eyes were closed, head thrown back. I pulled my fingers out, lay on top of him our hard cocks pressing against each other’s bodies. I started kissing him passionately on the mouth and reaching down with one hand, placed my swollen member between his legs. He closed his thighs tightly around it.

“I want you inside of me,” Anthony mumbled through ours kisses, “I want you to fuck me. I’ve never wanted anyone so badly before.” He squeezed his thighs tighter as I pushed upwards with my cock brushing his hole and butt cheeks. “Fuck me.” He moaned.
I kissed him passionately and echoed, “I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you.”

We smiled at each other gazing into each other eyes with such intensity. I moved off as Anthony shifted to the side, reached into the bed stand drawer and pulled out a tube of lubricant.
“You came prepared.” I joked.
“Believe me, I haven’t had the chance to use this in a long time!”

Noting the tube was new, I said, “Ooooh, it’s a virgin… Can I be your first?”
“You can be my first, last and always!” he replied seductively.

Lying back down on his back, tube now open, Anthony squeezed some gel out and began greasing up my throbbing hard-on as I knelt over him. He shot a glob onto my fingers and I moved down to begin lubricating his hole. Once again, I slowly moved my fingers in and out of his ass. Anthony moved one hand down to mine, guiding my movements, encouraging deeper penetration. Then I sat up, leaned over to kiss him hungrily one last time before helping him raise his legs onto my shoulders. His rear was in position to “dock” with me.

I pushed my cock head against his hole and seeing the look of longing in his eyes and began to push forward. I had been fucked enough to know that entry can be painful, so watched Anthony’s face and body language for signs of when to stop. I’d gotten the head in as far as it would go without resistance. Pausing, I could feel Anthony relaxing himself and the look in his eyes told me it was time to move again. Slowly, I pushed in to him and a moment later heard a groan of pain. “I’m sorry, Anth.” I felt like tears were coming to my eyes, I didn’t like the thought of hurting him.

“It’ll take just a sec.” He replied, “I WANT you.” After a moment, he said go on and I began pushing my hips forward again. There was no more resistance and as I entered him fully to the hilt, a moan of pleasure escaped his lips. “Oh god,” he said, “you feel so good!”

“So do you.” I replied and gently began moving my manhood in an out of his hole. Anthony felt so good. He ass was tight, which added to the pleasure the friction from my moving cock was giving me. I increased my pace and sensing only pleasure from Anthony, began thrusting myself harder and harder in to him, my balls slapping against his ass. I leaned forward and kissed him hard. I was surprised when he grabbed both sides of my face with his hands and pulled it a hard against his, our kissing growing more frenzied. It was if he was trying to tongue-fuck my mouth with the same intensity as I was fucking him. It was fabulous!

He let go of my face and grasped my back and shoulders, fingers digging into my flesh. We were both moaning and grunting like animals. At that moment, I took it all in for the first time… Anthony’s handsome face, eyes closed, contorted in pleasure; his strong arms reaching up towards me; the hair under his armpits wild and sweaty; his hairy chest and stomach bouncing with every thrust I made into him; his hairy, masculine legs raised over my shoulders; my cock moving in and out of his tight hairy ass and finally his erection… large and hard from pleasure that I, another man, was giving him. It was all so exciting. I was ready to cum! I couldn’t hold back and exploded my seed into his ass. I don’t think I’d ever had an orgasm like this in my life! I must have shot 9 or 10 times into his hot hole, some of which began to seep out as I continued my thrusting.

I hadn’t finished shooting when I noticed Anthony’s chest and neck had turned red. He removed his fingers from my back and grasped his throbbing cock. He jerked it only a few times before screaming and shooting thick, white semen up past his shoulder, then onto his neck, all over his chest and finally all across his belly.

Anthony’s legs fell down and I collapsed onto him, my chest sticking to his with the cum he’d shot on himself. My dick slid out of his ass and I could feel my own cum running out of his hole. We were both sweaty and out of breath. After a couple of moments we began to kiss, our arms holding on to each other so tightly it was as if we never wanted to let each other go. “You were wonderful.” We both said simultaneously – laughing that we’d said that in unison. I looked up to my left and saw the wet stain of cum on the pillow beside Anthony’s head.

“Man, did you shoot!” I exclaimed, “Do you always do that?”
“Only with you.” He whispered, “Only with you.”

It had only taken 18 years, but we’d finally found one another and we were never going to let each other go!