Page 16 of Gay Sex Club Collection

“I wanna lie face down on the bed,” Sean whispered. “And I want you to lie over me.”

“Oh, I’m sure I can do that,” Dale said gruffly. Letting go of Sean’s arms, he knelt to full height and rubbed his balls on Sean’s chest. His still-hard cock stood proud, seeking attention. Sean couldn’t take his eyes off it as Dale rocked forward a little. Sean lifted his head and opened his mouth, silently wanting a taste. Dale gave it to him. “Just a little. That sweet little mouth of yours is too good.”

Sean’s pink lips closed around the head, and Dale moaned loudly. He fucked Sean’s mouth for a few passes before pulling back. “I could come in your mouth so easily.” He sounded pained. He scooted back on his knees, and with a hand on Sean’s hip, Dale rolled him over like he weighed nothing. “But you want me to fuck your ass instead.”

Sean stretched out, spreading his legs as wide as he could. Dale got off the bed and grabbed another condom before he maneuvered himself between Sean’s thighs. He rolled on the condom, then added the lube to himself and to Sean’s crack. Dale sat back on his haunches while he took a moment to appreciate the pale, slender body offered before him. His hands skimmed over Sean’s legs and lower back, before spreading the cheeks of his ass.

Dale blew his hot breath over Sean’s hole, rubbing his perineum, then finger fucked him, stretching him slow and thoroughly. Sean had started to moan already. He really did like ass-play, and Dale certainly liked giving it.

When Dale was sure Sean was ready, he put his knees on the outside of Sean’s thighs, pressed his cock against Sean’s willing hole and pushed into him. Dale slowly leaned over him, running his hands up Sean’s back, over his shoulders, and up his arms, stretching them above his head. He touched all the skin he could reach.

I had a perfect view of Dale’s cock as it sank into Sean, disappearing up to his balls. His big frame dwarfed the twink beneath him, and Sean moaned louder with every inch.

“That’s what you like, isn’t it?” Dale murmured in Sean’s ear. “You like being held down and your ass filled.”

Sean could only moan in response.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Dale ground out. His ass clenched as he thrust into him. “You’re so tight.”

Dale brought his arms down and hooked them under Sean’s shoulders, making him arch backwards a little. He kissed Sean’s shoulder and neck while his cock filled his ass. Sean looked so slight compared to the size of Dale, but he cried out with pleasure. “Oh, God. Yes.”

Dale thrust harder. “You like that?”

“Yes!”

Dale thrust in hard, his balls flat on Sean’s ass, and his whole body flexed hard. Dale’s ass clenched and he pushed into him, driving Sean into the bed as he came deep inside him.

Fuck. I’d seen some hot scenes in my time, but this one was one of the best. They had… chemistry.

Now it was Dale who collapsed on Sean’s back with a laugh. “Jesus.”

“Yeah, I think I just saw him.”

Dale burst out laughing and rolled off him onto his side, taking Sean with him. He held him close, and with his eyes closed, nuzzled into the smaller man’s hair. It was an intimate thing to do, and that surprised me.

Both men lay there a while, then Dale spoke first. “I thought I was supposed to be schooling you, not the other way around.”

Sean grinned beautifully. “And I only came twice. You said you’d make it three times tonight, so we might need another lesson.”

Dale laughed and, rolling away from Sean, he got off the bed. He collected his clothes from the floor, and kneeling back on the bed, he kissed Sean soundly on the mouth. “You know which box to check.”

And with that, Dale walked out of the room. Sean sat up on the bed, his blond hair tousled, and his lips swollen. He looked thoroughly fucked and sated, and I was pretty sure he wouldn’t be able to stop smiling anytime soon.

They were gonna go for a third round? Well, this was becoming something new. I hoped Sean, being so young and naïve, understood boundaries. I mean, I saw the way he looked at Dale. But then I remembered the way Dale had held him and kissed him, and I couldn’t help but wonder just which of the two were more fascinated with the other.

It was interesting, that was for sure. I made sure to note that if these two did meet again, I wanted to watch. On duty, or not.

I mean, fuck I loved my job. And I really couldn’t wait to see what my next day at work would bring.

~ The End

About the Author

N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance. She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

She is many things: a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.

She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things… but likes it even more when they fall in love. She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

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