The story of a lonesome ol'Jerome
Treasure hunting
*Gwyn's POV*
I got the most unexpected reaction. “Fuck yeah! That was risky, I was afraid you were going to get mad again and punch me in the nuts!” We laughed for a second until Andy started taking his pants off and that shut me up really fucking fast. His cock was fucking enormous!
I walked towards the bed and Andy handed me his clothes, his eyes were boring into me again and he had that devilish little half-smile. I was really nervous, almost shaking. It had been years, and this was really not something I would have foreseen happening. “Um, I mean, Andy, are you sure, eh, you want this? I mean-“ he tackled me to the bed with a grunt and kissed me hard. I kissed him back, his mouth was moist and his lips were perfect. I felt his tongue slide against mine and I groaned. His cock pressed against my belly and I ran my hands down his back. The flames of desire started to eat away at my mental reserves.
He broke away. “Fucking shit, you are making it hard to concentrate!" We grinned at each other. "But, is there anything I need to know right now? Or anything you want to tell me? I mean, before, um?” He looked a little sheepish.
I laughed. “Uh, yeah. You’ll have to find a rubber that will fit your cock, Andy. I have an IUD but, no offense, you’re a fucking rock star.“ And I just laughed.
He looked a little peeved. “Of course. I meant, you know, if anything makes you uncomfortable. Or,” and here he started placing gentle kisses on my neck, “how” *kiss* “you” *kiss* “like” *kiss* “it.” *kiss…* And then his hand went down between my legs, and I smiled, because I could guess what was about to happen.
“Holy shit!” Andy looked up at me with shock and delight.
4/15/17