Static shocks snapped through Dylan's brain when the man rubbed his hands over his bulging crotch, massaging his cock through his pants before tugging them open and sliding the zipper down. He lifted higher on his knees and kissed Dylan, his hard, bare chest pressing against Dylan's body, their skin hot, growing damp.

“Can I suck you, baby?” Colin whispered the bold question without hesitation, laying another hungry kiss on Dylan's mouth. “I want to suck you so good while you fuck my mouth.”

Just the man's words alone nearly caused Dylan's cock to burst.

“Can I?” Colin moaned, rubbing his lips across Dylan's cheek, finding his way to his ear, nibbling his earlobe then sucking it softly. “Can I suck your cock, baby?” He licked under Dylan's earlobe, teasing the sensitive area with the tip of his tongue.

“Fuck.” Dylan choked, his member throbbing. “Yes.”

A low chuckled vibrated through Colin’s chest. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of Dylan's pants. Dylan lifted as the man dragged his pants and briefs under his butt and down his legs. His cock sprang free of its confines, reaching stiffly upwards towards his stomach, a heavy gloss of cum juice slicking the tip.

“Uuh!” His breath snagged sharp in his throat when Colin's tongue slid across the plump head, licking up his wetness.

“Yum,” Colin murmured, his mouth twisting in a hot, sexy smile as he finished tugging down Dylan’s pants, dragging his shoes off with them. He peeled away Dylan's socks then lifted his feet, kissed the soles, and nibbled his toes then urged Dylan to scoot back on the sofa as he spread his legs and rested his feet on the edge of the sofa cushions. “Mmm.” Colin groaned and dropped down, licking slowly across Dylan's tight balls then up the underside of his stiff cock.

“Fuck!” Dylan hissed tight, clawing the cushions, then bucked slightly and nearly screamed when Colin's mouth took him in – to the hilt – his cock head rubbed deep in the back of Colin's throat. “Holy shit!” Dylan cried, then released a sharp – Uuh! – as Colin's finger worked into his tight ass and sought out his magic button, massaging firmly as he began to suck up and down his shaft. “Oh, my gaawwd!” His body almost slammed against the back of the sofa as he arched hard, moving in rhythm with both Colin's mouth and finger. “Fuck! Yes! God, baby! Do it to me! Fuuuck!” He grabbed Colin's head and fucked his mouth with desperation, panting, grunting, mind burning to ashes. “I want to fuck you, Colin.” He trembled suddenly. “I wanna cum inside you.” He was shaking, the words spilling out before he could think about what he was saying. “Then I want you to fuck me...hard...then unload inside me too.”

Without hesitation, Colin pulled off his cock, stood and quickly stripped down to nothing. His dick was as hard and stiff and wet as Dylan's – though a bit larger. Which was perfectly fine. Dylan didn't mind at all. The man placed Dylan's feet back on the floor then pulled him up off the sofa. “I want you behind me.” Colin panted and knelt on the sofa, gripping the back. “No need to be gentle.”

“Wasn't gonna be.” Dylan smirked and stepped up behind him as Colin chuckled soft, deep. Dylan spit in his hand, coated his cock then began to squeeze the thick, slick head into Colin's tightness. “Oh fuuuck!” Dylan groaned and pushed in deeper. Colin flinched, gasped sharp, loud, and then shoved back against Dylan, urging him to keep going.

………………………..

Holy fuck, the guy's cock felt like heaven.

Colin growled, eyes squeezing tight as Dylan pushed in all the way. “Don't wait.” Colin gasped, fingers digging into the back of the sofa. “Just fuck me...then I want you...riding my cock.”

The young man’s breath quickened even more, and he grabbed Colin's hips. He drew back and drove his cock in hard with a loud grunt, then again, and again, until he was gouging Colin's skin and his pelvis slapped his ass hard and fast, rocking Colin's body on the sofa. “Fuck!” Colin yelled. “Yes! Dylan! Fuck me, man! Oh god, fuck me harder!”

Dylan didn't hesitate, picked up his pace, drilling his cock in with reckless abandon.

“Holy fuck!” Colin choked and pressed his face into the back cushions, biting down on the fabric, growling between his clenched teeth, and fucking the guy back with urgency. He jerked hard when Dylan's arm slid under him and his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking him as he fucked him deep and hard.

Dylan's teeth raked his shoulder as he leaned over his damp, hot body and rocked against his ass, his fist squeezing Colin's shaft, stroking faster. Oh fuck, he's gonna make me cum! Colin reached down quickly and grabbed Dylan's hand, pulling it loose and holding it tight, pressed against his chest. “No.” he gasped. “I don't want to cum yet. I want to be inside you.”

Dylan's hot brow pressed against the nape of Colin's neck, his erratic breath puffing and panting against his sweat-slick skin as he fucked him with renewed desperation. “Oh fuck, Colin! Oh god! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fucking cum so hard! Fuuuck!”

The boy slammed in, a wrenching wail ripping loose as he unloaded inside Colin. “Fuck, baby!” Colin cried. “Yes! Fuck, give it to me!”

Before the orgasm had even passed through Dylan, Colin had them shifted on the sofa with him sitting and Dylan sliding down on his rod, facing away. “Oh my god!” Dylan choked on a groan. “Your cock feels so good!”

Colin pulled the young man all the way down on him, dragging a shudder from the boy. “Baby, I want to cum so bad.” Colin trembled, panting, his lips pressed to the back of Dylan's neck. “Fuck me, baby...ride this cock good and hard.”

Reaching back, Dylan twisted his body a little and gripped Colin's shoulder and began to slowly glide up and down on his cock. Colin swore sharp and grabbed his hips, moving him, lifting him up and pulling him down, faster, harder, shoving himself into the boy with urgency, need.

“Fuck!” Dylan gasped and bounced with more enthusiasm. “Oh fuck! Oh god! Oh my god, my cock didn't even go down!”

Colin reached around and grabbed the young man's heavy member; he was right, it had barely lost its stiffness. So perfect. He stroked Dylan rapidly as the young man bounced on his dick, shaking the sofa, back arched and head back as loud cries and moans burst out of him.

“Ah fuck, Dylan!” Colin grunted and squeezed the man's cock in his fist, pumping him fiercely, feeling his flesh swell and thicken and lengthen and begin to seep out wetness. Oh fuck, the boy was gonna cum again!

“Don't stop!” Dylan shuddered hard, fucking Colin urgently. “Keep jerking me off! I'm almost there again! Fuck! Yes!”

That reality shoved Colin over the edge. He shouted and thrust his cock up inside Dylan, faster and faster. “Fuck! Dylan! I'm gonna cum!”

“Me too!” Dylan nearly screamed, slamming his ass on Colin's engorged shaft as the older man jerked him off with urgency. His body convulsed suddenly, another wail tearing loose as hard shots of cum burst from his cock head, the tendrils squirting high and splattering on the thick beige carpet.

“Fuuuck!” Colin yelled and shoved himself deep inside Dylan and unloaded with force as the boy continued to fuck him, pumping him dry.

Dylan collapsed back against Colin's slick chest. The doctor’s arms went around him, and he kissed his shoulder, his neck, his ear, panting hard, chest heaving beneath the young man's fevered body. He squeezed him in his arms, startled by the reality that he didn't want to let him go – ever.

Dylan's head lay back on his shoulder, damp hair against Colin's neck, his chest swelling and dropping beneath Colin's hands, heart pounding into his palm. He could feel the young man teetering the edge of exhausted slumber.

“It's late,” Colin murmured. “We both have to work tomorrow.” Dylan tensed, and Colin knew what he was expecting. He lifted the young man off him and they both stood. Without speaking, Dylan reached for his clothes, reverting to his previous demeanor in the car – that sense of hurt and vulnerability resonating out of him once more.

Colin reached out and took his clothes from his hand and tossed them on the sofa. Dylan looked at him, startled. “What am I?” Colin's mouth tugged at the corner. “Just some cheap one-night fuck? You're not going anywhere – except to bed with me.”

A frown of uncertainty pinched Dylan's brow. “What?”

Colin moved in and rested his hands on Dylan's bare hips and pulled him up against his body and brushed his lips across the young man's mouth. “I never bring a man home with me...unless I plan on him staying for a long...” he kissed him softly. “...long…” another deeper kiss. “...long time.”

His breath quick, uneven, Dylan gazed at him in mild shock. “You...want me to...stay?”

“Baby,” Colin whispered and slowly slid his arms around Dylan's warm, damp body. “You're not the only one who has been waiting and wishing for this.” He kissed him, taking his time, savoring the taste and feel of the young man's lips. “I meant it when I said this must be my lucky day.” He kissed him again and whispered, “By the way...remind me to thank your friend, Lady Luck, for intervening.”

“Indeed.” Dylan smiled and slid his arms around the man's neck and hugged him tightly.

Zoe—you rock!