The Web We Weave

Grant flashed a grin when I got to the last button. I slipped my arms around his waist, gently caressing his smooth skin. I pulled him close, letting his breath warm my chest and neck.

“I’ve been waiting three weeks for this,” I said. “It’s been too long.”

“You know how we can solve that,” said Grant.

“You know I don’t want to move to LA,” I said. I took Grant’s hand in mine, brought it up to my lip, and kissed it gently. “Anyway, we’ve had this discussion a million times.”

“Well, I guess this makes it a million and one,” said Grant.

I unbuttoned the top button of Grant’s jeans and slipped my hands in the back of his pants, trying to push them downward.

He wasn’t wearing any underwear. His half-hard, but growing, cock came into view and his jeans settled around his knees. I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around his cock and suck him off. Grant kicked off his sneakers and stepped out of his jeans.

“Now this is more like it,” I said. “Isn’t this more fun than that silly computer?”

“I guess,” said Grant. He grinned mischievously.

I pushed Grant back on the bed and laid on top of him. His warm, smooth skin rubbing against mine sent shivers down my spine.

We both rolled on our sides,face to face. Grant laid his hand on my waist and I moved in closer, pressing my lips to his. He opened his mouth and I darted my tongue inside.

Grant’s mouth covered mine hungrily. His day-old growth of beard brushed against my mouth. He had taken the early shuttle and obviously hadn’t had time to shave.

I groaned when Grant tried to suck all of my tongue into his mouth. Our kissing was only interrupted by gasps for air.

“Oh shit, Grant. It’s been too long.”

My lips seared a path down his neck and shoulders, gently caressing his smooth flesh.

Grant reached out and caressed the length of my back.

Continuing to lick downward until reaching his chest, I paused to admire the effects of Grant’s afternoons at the gym. His chest was getting bigger, harder and more defined. Grant shuddered when my lips touched one of his nipples. I flicked my tongue across the swollen nub until he pleaded for me to stop. His voice dropped in volume the longer I tongued his nipple. I knew he didn’t want me to stop.

I broke into a wide-open smile. “Now it’s my turn to drive you crazy.”

I lowered my face to his taut mid-section and began to lick around his belly button. Grant rolled flat on his back and I scooted between his spread legs, tonguing his warm flesh, making him squirm in delight.

Grant spread his legs a little further. He didn’t have to say anything, I knew what he wanted.

I slid further down the bed and buried my face in Grant’s crotch. I moved my tongue in and licked the tender area between his balls and asshole. Grant gasped as I flicked my tongue across his sensitive skin.

“Come on, Jesse. Do it.”

I swabbed my tongue across his balls, slicking them up with my saliva. Grant grasped the comforter with both of his hand, pulling the bed linens up off the bed, as I tongued his nuts.

“Roll over, Grant.”

He flipped onto to his belly and I immediately pressed my face between the silken cheeks of his butt.

“Oh, God. Yes, oh yes.”

I buried my face between his buns and thrust out my tongue, swiping it across his asshole, tasting the salty sweetness of his ass. Grant cried out again in pleasure when I flicked my tongue over his hairy asshole.

“Oh, fuck. Damn that’s incredible. Don’t stop.”

Licking his asshole, I teased it open until it gave in to my tongue tip enough so that I could force it inside.

I drove my tongue into the soft, yielding flesh of his ass, probing deeper into Grant’s hot butt with my snakelike tongue.

Grant pounded his fists on the bed as I darted my tongue in and out of his rectum, his strong butt muscles clenching and unclenching around my tongue.

“Oh fuck, I can’t take it any more.”

I let up on rimming out Grant’s butt. He rolled over, his chest heaving up and down. His stomach was covered with drooling precum and the sight of his stiff cock had me yearning for another taste of his delicious flesh.

“Come on, Jesse. Suck my cock.”

I leaned forward and took him down my throat in one gulp, his cock sliding down my throat with ease.

“Oh, yeah. That feels so fucking good.”

Grant’s hips rose up a little and more of his cock went further down my throat. He grabbed my head, running his fingers through my dark, wavy hair, as I slid my mouth up and down his throbbing cock.

Grant started to pump his oversized dick in and out of my thirsty throat, humping away at my mouth until my nose was buried in his bush.

“Oh, shit, Jesse. Let me do you, too.”

I looked up and grinned at Grant, both my hands were pressed into the mattress. I quickly repositioned myself on the bed so that his cock was in my face and he could get to mine.

As I stuck out my tongue and brushed the tip against Grant’s oozing cock slit, he nuzzled his face into my groin and fondled my swollen balls.

“Oh, yeah, Grant. Suck me, suck my cock.”

He took my cock in his mouth and swirled his tongue around the head, sending shivers of desire throughout my body.

I was still slathering over his dick, when I felt my cock engulfed in Grant’s warm, wet mouth. I licked around the massive head of his cock, tonguing his dickhead lasciviously.

Grant, in turn, swooped down once more on my bloated cock, getting it slick with saliva. He licked my prick, tracing every bulging vein with his tongue. I was in fucking ecstasy.

While Grant sucked on my bone, he thrust his own cock forward until his dick was rammed all the way down my throat.

I pumped with an involuntary rhythm, my hips rocking back and forth, back and forth, groaning as his throat muscles milked my cock.

When Grant began to fuck my mouth in a rapid pace, I knew he was getting close. He always worked up his momentum the closer he got to cumming. I tightened my mouth around his slick, wet cock, working my tongue feverishly over his velvety smooth, steel-hard cock.

“Oh, fuck, Jesse. I’m going to cum.”

Grant pulled his cock out of my mouth and his body spasmed. His cock jerked and he shot his load of searing, splattering jism all over my neck and chest.

“Oh, shit. That was fucking incredible.”

Reaching down, I grasped my hard cock in my right hand and wrapped my fingers around my hard shaft. I began to pump my cock in a slow, steady rhythm as I watched Grant trying to catch his breath.

Tightening my grip, I began to stroke my cock even faster as precum drooled down my fat shaft, webbing my fingers with my sticky natural lube.

I fisted my cock up and down, up and down, until the oncoming wave of orgasm rose from deep inside me.

“Oh, shit. Here it comes.”

I thrust my cock forward just before I came. My spunk spurted out of my cumhole and blasted out an unending series of huge spurts of creamy white jism that landed all over my belly. I kept erupting and gushing my spewing juice, flushing out a week’s worth of stored up cum from my balls.

“Jesus, Jesse, it looks like you haven’t cum in weeks.”

“A week to be exact. I saved it up when you told me you were coming up for the weekend.”

Grant and I cleaned ourselves off under the hot spray of the shower, making out the whole time we showered. The action under the shower was as steamy as the bathroom. I even dropped the soap a couple of times, hinting to Grant that he still hadn’t fucked me.

After the shower, we dried off and climbed back in to bed together, our warm naked bodies, pressed closely together. I drifted off, feeling Grant’s warm breath on my face. As I listened to him snore, I wondered what it would be like to do this all the time.

Hours later, I woke to the sounds of the clicking of the keyboard on the computer.

I wrapped a blanket around me. The apartment had chilled in the night. Padding out to the living room, I found Grant playing with the computer.

“If I didn’t know better,” I said. “I think you might be more interested in my hard drive than my hard dick.”

I dropped the blanket on the floor, letting it puddle at my feet. Fisting my dick until it got hard, I walked closer to Grant. His handsome face, illuminated by the glow of the monitor, crinkled in a vicious smile. His blond hair hung in his eyes. Grant nervously brushed it away.

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked.

He looked up and grinned when he saw my erection. “I’m arranging your files so we can get your web page on line tomorrow before I go back to LA.”

I stood behind Grant and stared at the flickering monitor. My web page? All the codes on the screen made no sense to me. I wrapped my arms around Grant’s chest and hugged him tightly, then nibbled his ear lobe.

“The only thing you’re going to do before you go back to LA is fuck my ass,” I said. “Now come back to bed and shut that damn thing off.”