Exploring Adam 5 - Sex Stories

Exploring Adam 5

... cried out as I felt my seed spurt on the sheets. He reached around to feel me, smearing my cum over my still-pulsing cock, moaning in appreciation as he spent himself and collapsed on me. We lay like that, my cum sticky on the sheets and my belly, his cock softening in my ass, his lips and tongue nuzzling the back of my neck. "Okay, I'd read about that sort of thing happening," he murmured into my neck. "I didn't think I'd experience it." "Me neither," I said, still light-headed. I rolled over, and he slid off my back onto his side, his cock slipping out of me. "And I was pretty fucking certain it would never happen to ME." I rolled onto my other side to face him. "I guess I wasn't exaggerating. You DO have a godly cock. And you did teach my hetero ass a pretty rich lesson." He laughed, and kissed me hungrily. "Shower?" "You first," I said. "I don't know if I can go again so soon, but the sight of your wet and soapy body might make the decision for me." "Spoilsport," he pouted, but flounced out of bed. A few minutes later I heard the water running. I hauled my pleasantly sore ass up and into the kitchen, pausing to put on my robe over my nakedness. I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat on one of my stools by my kitchen counter. Every part of me still tingled. There had been times when I was with a women who had particularly powerful orgasms that I got a little bit envious of their experience. The male orgasm was reliably easy to bring about, but it always seemed to lack ...

... the full-body ecstasy that some women experience. I think I knew better now how that felt. The phone rang, startling me. What the hell? I looked at the clock, seeing that it was only eight-fifteen in the morning. Who calls that early on a Saturday? "Hey man!" Doug's voice came over the line. "How are things?" It took me a moment to regroup, so I covered my discomfiture by pretending indignation. "Jesus Christ, Doug. Do you know what time it is?" "Yeah, yeah. Sorry. I'm just hitting the road for a few hours on a business trip, just thought I'd call before I left to see how everything is going." I heard the water stop. "Uh, yeah. Things are good. Took Adam up to campus yesterday, showed him around. Going to give him a tour today of the town." "Great, great!" The bathroom door opened and Adam emerged, wet and glistening, one of my towels around his waist. "He's behaving himself?" "Um, sure." Covering the receiver, I mouthed "It's Doug!", and said into the phone, "Why wouldn't he?" Adam got a wicked grin on his face, and with a slow and sensuous movement peeled the towel away from himself so he stood, damp and naked, in the middle of my living room. Swiveling his hips, he reached down and ran his fingertips over his balls and grasped the base of his cock. It was all I could do not to groan out loud as I watched, riveted, as his shaft thickened and lengthened. He pumped his hips, thrusting his cock into his fist and rolling his eyes back in his head in mock ecstasy. I suddenly ...