Page 38 of Gay Sex Club Collection

Still leaning against the wall, Sean caught his breath while Dale licked him clean. Sean twitched and laughed, moving back down the bed a bit. He kissed Dale’s mouth, no doubt tasting himself on his tongue. It was a long kiss, a slower kiss, softer. Eventually Sean pulled away. “Roll over.”

Dale’s eyebrows rose and he smirked, but he did as he was told. He stretched himself out, spreading his arms and legs wide. Sean climbed off the bed to collect a condom and lube and throw them on the bed. Then he straddled Dale’s ass and pressed his thumbs into his back muscles. Dale moaned. “Oh, God.”

Sean pushed upwards, massaging his shoulders and the back of his neck. “You’re stressed,” Sean said.

“Work,” Dale mumbled into the pillow. Then in what was the first offer of personal information, Dale added, “I closed a major deal this week.”

“Shouldn’t you be relieved?” Sean asked, not stopping his massage.

“Partly,” Dale answered. “Now I need to actually do the job.”

“I bet you’re good at what you do,” Sean said, digging his thumbs into Dale’s shoulders.

Dale chuckled and turned his head. “I’m a corporate lawyer. I have to be good at what I do.”

Sean froze. “Corporate?”

Dale put his head up and eyed Sean. “Yes. You have a problem with that?”

“Only if you don’t have a problem with gross misappropriation of funds from CEO’s against their underpaid employees. It’s not just an economic liability but ethically reprehensible, not to mention the environmental catastrophe?—”

Sean’s words were cut off by a burst of laughter from Dale. “I head a team of CSR lawyers. By our very definition we are the Corporate Social Responsibility sector. Making sure Corporations toe the line and conduct business ethically is what I do.”

Sean exhaled loudly and let out a laugh. “Oh.”

Dale smiled and relaxed his head on the pillow again. “Let me guess. First year?”

“Environmental economics.”

“So you’re smart?”

Sean laughed now and started to massage Dale’s shoulders again. “Not as smart as you, by the sound of it.”

Dale chuckled into the pillow. “I don’t know about that. You have magical hands.” He groaned. “That feels so good.”

Sean leaned over him, letting his cock trace Dale’s ass crack, as he worked over Dale’s shoulders. “It sure does.”

Dale lifted his ass a little. “Well, if you wanted me to be putty in your hands, you’re doing a real good job.”

“I haven’t finished yet,” Sean said. He shuffled back a bit, his cock now hard again. “I’m going to rim you first. I want to taste your ass.”

Dale moaned and spread his thighs wider. “Yeah?”

“Mmhmm,” Sean said, leaning his face down toward Dale’s ass. “Then I’ll fuck you.” He spread Dale’s cheeks wide and licked over his perineum, flicking his tongue over his hole.

“Oh, fuck,” Dale cried.

Sean did it again, this time he pushed his tongue in a little. It wasn’t long before he was tongue-fucking him. Dale fisted the bedding and raised his ass the best he could. "Yeah, just like that. Oh fuck!”

Spurred on by Dale’s reaction, Sean licked and tongue-fucked him harder, and Dale was trying to buck back onto Sean’s mouth. “I need you to fuck me.”

Sean kneeled up and ripped open the foil packet. He rolled the condom down his cock, then slicked himself and Dale with lube. It was still probably far too much, but at least it wasn’t as much as last time. Sean was learning fast.

He spread Dale’s legs wider with his thighs. His cock hung heavy at his hole. “Are you ready?”

Dale lifted his ass in response.

Sean sunk inside him slowly. Dale moaned and Sean held his breath, only exhaling when he was fully seated inside him.

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