Matt and Jason Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Matt and Jason Ch. 05

... setting my guts on fire. Each blow landing like a plane crash. Fast. FAST. FASTFASTFASTFASTFASTFAST. I screamed, no other recourse. I hadn't even come down from shooting my load; the explosions in my mind just kept building. And he kept pounding. Our bodies slapping together, his balls all but ricocheting off me with each hammer stroke. My still-hard dick slapping against my stomach from the impact. FASTFASTFASTFASTFAST. My entire being was on fire.

Then, I couldn't believe it... I could feel my body rising up all over again, readying....

And I fucking came all over again.

Matt's body responded, as my ass clenched down on his cock. His hammer strokes became wilder, less rhythmic, and I could feel his hands dig into me. A low wailing sound was building inside him, taking off a thunderous roar... and Matt exploded. I could feel his dick jerk inside me as he shot load after load of white-hot cum deep inside me.

One with me.

God, my body didn't know what to do with itself. Muscles spasming. A ringing in my ears. Seeing spots. It almost felt like I had been pummeled in an inch of my life... but underneath everything I felt like I was burning with LIFE. Like Frankenstein's monster on the operating table after being brought to life by lightening. Fucking ALIVE.

The fucking FEELING.

Matt and I made out for what felt like an hour... just thrilling at the feel of each other. Clothes half-on, half-off. Our hair drenched in sweat. Hairy legs entangled. Cum oozing ...

... everywhere. It was the ugliest romantic scene possible. And the most beautiful.

At some point, I looked at Matt. Amazed by him. Amazed at me with him. But there was the real world out there, and real-world commitments. Damn.

"Okay dude," I murmured. "This is the happiest I've ever been in my life, but I can't spend the night again. If nothing else, I have to get some actual sleep--I've got a major project to finish and today was pretty much a waste. Another day like today, and my boss will flay me alive."

Matt looked on with that half-smile, and a comically displeased demeanor. "Tssk. That figures. You men are all alike. Ten or twelve quick ones, and they just roll over and go to sleep on you."

I punched his arm and we started laughing. "Jesus Christ, man. You have officially rocked my world. It's so bizarre--wonderful, but bizarre--to fuck around with someone so... enthusiastic for sex. I mean... holy shit!"

Matt beamed. "I don't know if it's that way with all guys, or just you, but I know what you mean. Alicia was one extreme, but even when I was with 'high sex drive' women, nothing compares with what you throw down. What you push me to throw down. You're fucking amazing."

"Can I ask a question?" I ventured.

"Shoot."

"Just curious. Do you... well, do you like... you know, getting fucked or doing the fucking better?"

Matt paused, and looked off into the distance. After a second, he smirked and looked me in the eye. "I think its whichever one I'm doing ...