In for a penny....Part two
Zitao sat down on the edge the chair and guided Sehun's head to his crotch. Sehun knelt down and placed his hands on Zitao's thighs, bringing his lips to his balls. Sehun gently took one of the round sacks into his mouth and moaned softly - causing it to vibrate. Zitao moaned with a surprised pleasure.
After giving his other sack the same treatment, Sehun watched as Zitao's manhood began to throb, filling with blood, until it stood at full attention. Then, Sehun slowly licked upward around the shaft of his cock, edging ever so slowly towards the round, head.
"Ooohh, that's it, man. Suck my cock. Man, you're so good at this," Zitao moaned, rubbing the back of Sehun's head with his right hand.
After swirling the head a few times with his tongue, Sehun deep-throated the entire length in one swift motion.
"Oh, yeah. Fuck. Yes, Hmm” Zitao moaned, arching his back and thrusting his hips off of the chair.
Sehun then grabbed Zitao's cock firmly at the base and began sucking and jacking him faster, squeezing Zitao's calf with his left hand.
As Sehun sucked him, Zitao began massaging Sehun's shoulder and then moved down his back, soon finding the two tight globes of his butt. To his surprise, Zitao then squeezed Sehun's ass through his shorts.
"Ca-can I?" Zitao asked, still moaning and thrusting his hips.
Sehun had a dildo at home which would declare that yes Sehun can but was he going to this…that, with Zitao. The man was walking closet case.
No, impossible - a straight guy may let a fag suck him off, but he would never fuck him. Still, Sehun's cock throbbed as he let the possibility enter his mind.
Sehun detached his lips from Zitao’s cock, looking up at the flushed face of the other man.
“If, if you want?”
Sehun's mind was a blur. He could barely process what was happening.
“It’s either a yes or a no, Sehun. I- I” Zitao breaks off with a confused little pout, looking down at the floor. Sehun could literally see him try to talk himself out of it.
"Yes, but ... you have to go really slow. It's been a while since I've taken a cock. I hope you have a lot of lube," Sehun responded, abruptly cutting off Zitao’s train of thought.
Zitao nodded and got up from the chair, and then walked over to his nightstand and opened a drawer.
"Go lie on your back on my bed," Zitao instructed, pointing to the one of the unmade beds.
Sehun nervously obliged. He slipped off his shorts, causing his erect cock to slap up against his abs, splashing a little precum, and went and sat on Zitao's bed. He then leaned back on the bed and brought his legs up so that his feet gripped the edge. Zitao poured a little lube onto his fingers, and spread Sehun's legs open, exposing the quivering hole. Zitao took a slick slender finger and began massaging Sehun's tight, pink pucker. Sehun closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on not shooting his load right then and there. Zitao then slipped the index finger past Sehun's sphincter. Sehun shuttered and gasped.
"Uh, oh. Go slow, please, easy," Sehun pleaded.
Zitao slowly slipped a second finger into Sehun, gently sliding them both in and out, then twisted them, causing Sehun to moan a little too loudly.
"Shh, damn it - you're gonna have to be fucking quiet!" Zitao hissed.
Sehun, stifling his moans, writhed and squirmed as Zitao tried to loosen him up. Then, Zitao removed his two fingers and stood back and slowly began lubing up his dick. The sight of Zitao stroking his cock both excited and scared Sehun. He was beginning to have second thoughts - there was no coming back from this. And they were doing it face to face. Jesus.
He watched almost in a trance as Zitao put on the condom. And the thought ‘this is really going to happen’ hits him painfully in the chest.
Just as Sehun opened his mouth to speak, Zitao leaned forward and grabbed the undersides of his legs and pushed them back against his chest. Then, Zitao placed the head at Sehun's tight hole.
“I’ll- I'll go real slow at first. I'm not gonna hurt you," Zitao whispered soothingly.
Sehun saw a softness in Zitao's eyes, and he relaxed a bit. Zitao leaned forward slowly, but forcefully, pressing the head against Sehun's clenched opening. Sehun's tight sphincter resisted the invasion at first. Then, after a bit more pressure, his hole eventually submitted and the head of Zitao's cock slipped in. Sehun bit down on his bottom lip, he pulled and tore at the bed sheets, his knuckles white. The pain was very intense.
He felt every fleshy inch as Zitao sank into him. Finally the brush of pricky pubes scraped against his bare ass and he opened his eyes.
"Are you okay?" Zitao asked. Sehun exhaled and nodded yes.
Zitao let go of Sehun's legs and he wrapped them around Zitao's narrow waist, allowing him to penetrate even deeper. Sehun wrapped his arms around Zitao’s shoulders and held on tight. Quickly, Sehun felt the pain subsiding, and he began to take in what was happening: between his trembling thighs was Zitao. Sehun had never felt so full, so complete. A wave of intense pleasure washed over him. His own cock was now rock hard and leaking precum in a small river across his abs.
Zitao seemed to be experiencing a heavenly sensation as well judging by the glassy look in his eyes.
“Fuck” is all the college boy says in a strained voice.
Zitao held his cock buried in Sehun's ass for a few seconds more so that Sehun could adjust. Then he slowly withdrew his cock, leaving only the head, and then thrust it all the way back in slowly.
Sehun arched his back and moaned in ecstasy, as he felt Zitao's cock press against his prostate, causing him to precum even more. Then, deep inside Sehun, Zitao made his cock flex and throb against the tightness of his hole.
This was way too much for Sehun - he had never felt anything like it before. His balls began to churn and his ass clamped down on Zitao's dick like a vice. Without even touching himself, Sehun exploded in the most intense orgasm he had ever had up to that point. His cock shot out thick white streams of cum, the first shots flying past his head, and the rest landing on his chest. After several minutes, Sehun's orgasm subsided and he opened his eyes to see Zitao, looking slightly disappointed. Zitao began to pull slowly out, but Sehun held onto his muscled arms tightly, not letting him go.
"Wait, not yet," Sehun whispered. "You didn't come yet, man. Keep going - I can take it,"
"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you" Zitao said.
"No, it doesn't hurt - it feels amazing. Please, don't stop. Please," Sehun begged.
Sehun could see the lust return to Zitao's eyes.
With his cock still inside Sehun, Zitao grabbed Sehun's hips and pulled him to the edge of this bed. Then, he slowly began thrusting his dick all the way into Sehun's aching ass. After several minutes of slow, deep fucking, Zitao began to pick up the pace. He started thrusting into Sehun's ass, faster and harder, pounding him with an animal-like fury.
Sehun was in heaven, moaning and gasping under Zitao, digging his fingers into Zitao's arms. Then Zitao began breathing heavier, grunting first softly, then louder.
Zitao groaned and hissed through his clenched teeth.
Through Zitao's animalistic grunts and gasps, as well as his own moaning and screaming, he could hear the slap of Zitao's balls against his ass, and the creaking of the bed frame as it knocked against the wall with the force of Zitao's thrusts. After several minutes of intense fucking, Sehun was overcome with agonizing pleasure: the feeling of Zitao's balls smacking against his ass, as he watched his flexing muscles, now dripping with sweat, and the look of burning pleasure in Zitao's eyes - knowing that he was the one giving Zitao that pleasure.
Sehun, who never lost his hard-on, began to feel the familiar churning in his balls once again. He usually needed at least an hour between orgasms, but the way Zitao was fucking him, there was no way he could hold back. Sehun's nails dug into Zitao's arms as he began to climax, his ass convulsing around Zitao's pounding cock.
"Oh, God! Tao!” Sehun groaned, arching his back as the force of his orgasm began to hit him. Sehun's untouched cock erupted between them, making a mess of both his and Zitao’s stomachs.
The feeling of Sehun's tight ass clamping and contracting around his cock pushed Zitao right over the edge. Zitao began to feel his own balls tighten up as he continued to pound Sehun's butt without mercy.
Zitao moaned. He then pulled his cock from Sehun's spasming hole, and began jerking it roughly, his right bicep and chest flexing.
A split second later, Zitao came inside of the condom, his face twisted in intense relief and pleasure.
The college boy uses the last of his strength to ease the condom off and tie it before tossing in the direction of a trash can.
Zitao, now completely spent, collapsed onto Sehun, his chest heaving. Sehun put his arms around Zitao's body and caressed the taut muscles of his back, feeling the sweat against his body as it mixed with his own, and loving the feel of his weight and warmth on top of him.
Sehun almost giggled with pleasure, trying to make the incredible moment last as long as possible.
As Zitao's breathing returned to normal, he pushed himself up, and Sehun leaned up towards him, longing to feel Zitao's full lips against his own. To Sehun's dismay, Zitao pulled away from him.
"Come on, shit, I thought I told you - I'm not gay" Zitao said, angrily, as if having to remind Sehun of his ‘not gay’ rule was starting to wear thin.
Zitao went over to the closet and grabbed a towel that was hanging on the door.
"I'm going to the bathroom to clean up. You should probably head out before I get back," Zitao said, turning and walking towards the door.
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