Coclust

"Holy shit," were the first words out of Chad's mouth. He looked down at the ring in my hands, then looked up at me. "Don't you know how fucked up I am?"

My heart sank. "Now wait a minute--"

"I mean, look where I came from. Nobody in their right mind would want to sign up for that."

"I...." I gulped down a lump in my throat. "I don't think you're fucked up."

"Then I don't know who you're comparing me to."

I wasn't sure how to respond to that. "I'm not comparing you to anyone."

"Don't you get what I'm trying to say?" he asked. "I don't deserve you, Scott."

"But...." My voice trailed off for a second. "Are you saying no?"

Chad rolled his eyes. "I'm saying yes, you crazy ass. I just don't know what you're thinking."

I almost lost it right then. I felt like a huge weight had just lifted off my shoulders. I barely remember Chad reaching for the ring, and us sharing the most incredible kiss. The rest of the city seemed to disappear around us. It seemed like my whole universe was revolving around my man, as if he was all that mattered. All I could see was Chad's face and the side of his beard. All I could feel were his lips against mine and his arms around my back. All I could hear, smell, and taste was his breath.

When we eventually broke off our kiss, we realized our waitress was standing right beside us. The girl didn't seem to know how to react. "O-oh hi," Chad said.

The waitress held up a pepper mill. "Did you guys... I mean, did you want anything for your soup?"

"Uh...." Chad looked at me, then looked back at the waitress. "I'm good."

"Wait," I said as I picked up the wine list. One of the Merlots looked familiar. "We'll have a bottle of the Enorches."

"O-okay sure," she said, and she awkwardly hurried away.

Chad's eyebrows went up. "Enorches?"

"Remember when you got that for me?"

"You mean our first New Years?"

"That's not what I was thinking of," I said. "When you were in D.C., taking care of your dad... remember our little reunion? You surprised me with that same wine."

"Oh... right. I did, didn't I?"

"Anyway, I thought now that we have a whole new reason to celebrate...."

"Yeah," he said, but his voice sounded unusually sad. He looked down at the ring, which was still lying in his hand; he hadn't actually put it on.

"What's wrong?"

"I dunno," he said. "That just made me think of the shit with my dad... the guy who still can't be bothered to say thank you, after all we went through for him. You know what the worst part is?"

"Chad--"

"When we have our wedding or whatever... I don't know if he'll even show up."

I didn't know what to say to that. I just put my hand on Chad's leg, and I looked right in his eyes.

"Anyway," he said, "I guess if he doesn't give a shit about me... at least I've got someone else who does." He paused for a second, then slid the ring on his finger. Finally he held up his newly-bejeweled hand. "How does it look?"

"I-I...." My mouth was still struggling to form words. "Like I always hoped it would," I finally said.

"I seriously can't believe you did this."

I shrugged. "Well... I guess now you know why I'd been acting so weird."

"Wait," he said. "How long had you been planning this?"

"Since March."

"You're kidding me."

"I wanted to make sure I didn't fuck it up," I said. "I almost did, in those last couple seconds."

"Oh for shit's sake," he said. "Did you seriously think I'd say no?"

"I had no idea. I mean you never know...."

Chad looked like he was going to say something else, but just then, the waitress came back with our bottle of wine. She set down a pair of matching glasses, uncorked the bottle, and poured us our wine. "Enjoy," she said.

Chad held up his glass. "This is to... I dunno... being my new fiancé. And eventually my husband."

Those last two words were music to my ears. I didn't really know what to say; I just tapped my glass against his. "To you too," I replied.

We ended up sitting there quite a while, sipping our wine and looking out across the river. As the sky got darker, more and more lights came on in the towers around us. By the time we finally left, night had completely fallen, and a bunch of lights glittered and twinkled around us.

When we headed back toward the train, Chad insisted on holding my hand, and he clutched it in an iron grip. I couldn't help thinking this would've been unimaginable just a few years before. The last time I'd walked down those streets, I could've barely dreamed of having a romantic moment with a dude, much less a dude I was going to marry. Yet here I was, and it was all really happening.

We were almost home when I felt my phone buzz. I tried to ignore it at first, but then it buzzed again and again. I checked my messages and saw a bunch of texts from my mom.

Amy and Dylan just landed

, said the first.

Finally! After three hours delay.

She'd proceeded to give me a play-by-play of them finding each other at the airport. As if I needed to know details.

Dylan says he's hungry

, read her most recent text.

We decided to go to Lou Malnati's. Do you want to join us?

I wanted to tell her to stop being a buzzkill. My gut told me I had more important things on my mind right then, and that Mom needed to butt out. But I forced myself to behave.

No thanks

, I wrote back.

Chad and I have already eaten. Have fun though!

Chad looked over at my phone. "When are we gonna tell them?"

"You mean about us?" I asked. "I mean, we can tell them whenever we want... but this trip is a big deal for Amy too, and I don't want to steal her thunder--"

"I hate to break it to you," he said, "but I don't think there's any way around that. We're gonna need to tell your family in person. It'd be weird if we didn't. So if you think Amy will have a problem with it--"

"I dunno, she'll probably be cool. I mean, at least I hope so...."

"I bet she'd be okay with it," he said. "I mean, your family's way less fucked up than mine."

"Well... it's not that. It's just, you've gotta admit, it's a pretty big announcement to make--"

"Of course it is. But of all the people we're gonna have to tell... I don't think they're the ones we should worry about."

I looked in Chad's eyes. I loved how he seemed so fearless, even though he had a lot more at stake than I did.

"You know," he said, "if I ever run for office, even if it's just for dogcatcher or something... they're always gonna look at me as the gay candidate."

"Chad--"

"I'm not complaining," he said. "I just... I hope you know what you're signing up for."

I just nodded. "Yeah I do," was all I could think to say.

We came home to an empty house. I checked the time, and I tried to gauge when my family would get back. "Come here," Chad said as he shut my bedroom door, and he put his arms around me.

"Fuck," I gasped as our lips started massaging each other, and our tongues wrapped around each other. I clutched Chad's body as tightly as I could, and I ran my hands up and down his back. I felt his boner joust against mine, though we were still fully clothed. "I want you to make love to me," I said between kisses. "For our first time as future husbands."

"Hm," Chad said. "What if I want you to make love to me too?"

"I mean, we can always take turns...."

"I think we're gonna need to," Chad said. "It can be like when we first hooked up. Remember how we flip-fucked that night? When you took my virginity?"

"If you want to put it that way, you took my virginity too. And it's not exactly something I'd forget."

"Me neither," he said, and we went back to making out.

I had to admit, I liked going down that particular Memory Lane. It felt like yesterday when I'd walked in on Chad jacking off. I could never forget the sight of his legs open wide and his feet in the air. From where I'd been standing, I'd gotten a clear view of his ballsack bouncing up and down, with his hairy taint and asscrack underneath. Not to mention how I'd gotten to see him fingering his hole with one hand and playing with his cock with the other.

"You know what I was beating off to right then?" Chad asked between kisses.

"I can probably guess...."

"I was imagining all the naked guys I'd seen that day," he said as ran his hands down his abs. "Like you."

"Hm," I said. "I figured you were horny for the same reason I was."

"Well yeah," he replied. "I'd tried to sleep, but I kept tossing and turning... I couldn't stop thinking how bad I wanted dick." He slid his hand inside my pants, and he gripped my shaft. "Of course I didn't know what I was in for...."

I didn't need to be told what to do next. I broke off our kiss, pulled Chad's shirt over his head, and marveled at the beautiful pecs and abs underneath. Chad clearly had the same idea; he undid my pants the rest of the way, then slid them down along with my underwear. As he did, my cock eagerly bounced into view.

"Mm," he said. "That's about as hard as I remember it that night."

"I remember you being rock hard too," I replied. "Of course, to really compare, I'd need you to take your clothes off...."

Chad did as he was told, and he yanked down his pants and his underwear. His throbbing boner stuck straight out from his crotch; it was clearly dying for some action. For a second he just stood there, in all his naked glory. But he couldn't fight his urges for long. The next thing I knew, he grabbed my body, yanked me toward him, and crashed his lips into mine.

"Mm," was all I could say. I savored that sexy familiar feeling of his beard against my face. I still couldn't get over his tasty warm tongue, and how much it turned me on. I was damn near incredulous that he'd let me enjoy this the rest of my life.

Chad looked down at my crotch, and his eyes seemed to twinkle. Then he pulled me down on the bed, which creaked under our weight.

Chad laid on top of me and went back to kissing me. My nerves crackled with electricity as our dicks ground together. I loved the way Chad's thick meaty cock pressed into my skin, and I could only imagine how much fun I was about to have with it. I could feel pre-cum on my abs, though I couldn't tell which one of us had left it.

"Here," Chad said as he made me roll over. "Put your ass up."

I didn't want to stop making out, but I wasn't about to argue. I laid down on my stomach, pulled my knees closer, and stuck my butt in the air.

In that position, I couldn't see what Chad was doing, but I heard him give off a primeval growl. "Oh fuck yeah," he said. I felt him put his hands on my ass cheeks, and he opened them up. He must've stuck his face inside, because a second later, I felt his warm breath on my hole. Then, at long last, I felt his tongue against my pucker.

"Holy shit," I gasped as a whole new set of nerves started twitching. I tried to control my sphincter, but I couldn't stop it from tightening up, at least for a couple of seconds. Then I forced my muscles to relax as I savored the feeling of Chad's tongue in my butt.

"Mm," seemed to be all he could say. His tongue flicked back and forth, then ran in swirls around my hole. He was clearly as into this as I was.

"Oh baby," I said, "fuck, that feels so good...."

Chad moved down a few inches, and he ran his tongue along my taint. He ran it back and forth a few times: he teased the base of one of my thighs, then the other. Then traced that little ridge of skin that ran from near my boyhole, down the middle of my taint and my ballsack, to the underside of my cock.

"Aw shit...."

Chad slapped my butt cheeks. "Fuck," he said, "I love eating your ass... and your cock and balls are fucking delicious...."

I suddenly realized what he was doing. He was still harkening back to the first time we'd fucked. I hadn't forgotten how he'd eaten me out, and he'd even called my cock and balls delicious. Of course an awful lot had changed since then, but the memory was still as vivid and as sexy as ever....

"C'mere babe," he said.

"What?"

"Lie flat on your back."

I flipped my body around as fast as he could. As I did, Chad reached for the lube, and he squeezed out a few drops on his hand. He brought his fingers to my mancunt, and he gave it a soft dab, teasing me just the way I liked it. Then he smeared some more lube on his cock, and he got into position.

The next few moments seemed to go in slow motion. I kept remembering our first time, especially the moment Chad's erection zeroed in on its target. That was the moment I'd realized that maybe, just maybe, I might get to have sex with the guy I'd had the hots for. It'd seemed like all my fantasies were coming to life-- though I could've hardly imagined what was still to come.

Chad's cockhead pressed against my hole, and my whole body shuddered. He was driving me wild, and he knew it. I pulled him toward me, and I forced his dick inside me.

"Oh fuck," he said, "your ass feels so good...."

I fucking loved the way he opened me up. My hole pulsated with pleasure as it squeezed his warm hard shaft. There was absolutely no pain-- unlike the first time he'd fucked me, or even the second or third time, back when my ass would tense up. Now my body was well-versed in what to do.

Chad's balls pressed into my buttcrack. He paused for a second, making sure he was in all the way, then started pistoning in and out. I responded in kind, and I gyrated my hips in perfect sync with his. I worked his cock with my ass, and I moaned and groaned with each thrust. I wanted him to know how much I fucking loved this, and I wanted him to feel as ecstatic as I did.

Chad's nutsack kept smacking against me, over and over. His balls seemed particularly plump, even more so than usual. They were clearly ballooning with cum, and I couldn't wait to get their creamy contents inside me.

"Give it to me," I said. "Please... oh my God...."

"You like taking that dick?"

"You know I fucking love it...."

"I love your ass too," he said as he leaned down and kissed me. "Such a hot manly ass...."

"Fucking pound it," I said. "Have your way with it."

Chad locked his lips against mine, and he started fucking me harder and harder. The bedframe was shaking and groaning almost as hard as I was. My legs flailed around in the air, but then I wrapped them around Chad's body, and I pressed my heels against his ass. His abs kept rubbing against my dick, which was firmly sandwiched between us, and which was smearing pre-cum on both of our bodies. He kept getting perilously close to my prostate, but he made sure not to hit it; he probably knew I'd lose control if he did.

"You're so fucking hot," I said between kisses. "I love you so much...."

"Fuck, I love you too," he said. He kissed me again as gave me a few more thrusts. As he did, he pressed his body hard against my package. Finally he pulled back. "I can't resist this."

"What?"

In one quick move, he pulled out of my ass, lubed himself up, and climbed on top of me. Then he looked me right in the eye, and he guided my dick toward his hole.

I felt that familiar pleasure as my cock slid inside him. I couldn't take my eyes off Chad as he impaled himself on my rod. Then, when he had me all the way in, he rested his weight on my pubes.

"Oh yeah," he said. "Fuck, I love your dick in me...."

"Your ass feels so good...."

"You've got the best fucking dick, Scott... I can't get enough of that shit...."

"Well, you're in luck," I said. "You just signed up for a lifetime subscription."

"Oh yeah," he said as he pressed his ass hard against my crotch. He'd already taken me all the way, but he seemed to want even more. He rocked back and forth, and he worked my cock with his sphincter. "This could turn fucking anyone gay...."

"Are you saying you needed to be turned?"

"No," he said, "you know I've always been a big fucking mo... even when I didn't want to admit it...."

I licked my lips. I obviously knew how much Chad had struggled with his feelings. Even so, it meant a lot to hear him say it. Granted, we were in the heat of the moment, but still....

"Oh God," he said, "I love getting fucked by your dick--"

"I--"

"I'm so fucking gay for you, baby," he said. "And you know I always have been."

Those words made me want to kiss him even harder than before. But in that position I couldn't, so I just laid back and watched the spectacle of him riding my dick. Chad's own dong was swinging around, basically out of control, going every which way. I couldn't take my eyes off of that gorgeous veiny package. I wanted to reach down and stroke him, but I couldn't risk sending him over the edge. I wanted him to cum in my ass, not on my chest, and I was dying to get that cock back where it belonged. The longer it kept flopping around, the more intense my cravings got.

Chad seemed to be having the time of his life. His facial expressions were shuddering with pleasure. He kept closing his eyes and opening his mouth, and his lips curled upward in ecstasy. Watching him get so into it was the sexiest part of all. "Oh fuck," he gasped, but then his voice trailed off.

"I'm getting close," I said, "but I don't wanna cum yet."

Chad nodded his head. He bounced up and down a few more times, clearly still enjoying the ride. Then he leaned down and kissed me. "We can do it however you want...."

"Then fuck me," I said.

"Mm," he said as he made out with me some more. He was breathing heavily, clearly as horny as I was. Then he got up off my dick. "Get on all fours," he said.

I could tell what he was doing. He knew I loved doggy-style, but he also knew it wouldn't get me off.

I got on my hands and knees, and Chad got in position behind me. I couldn't see him of course, but I savored the feeling of his dick making its way back inside me. In this position, his balls started slapping against mine; I could feel them swinging back and forth, and I could tell they were even more engorged than before.

"Fuck me harder," I said, "oh my God...."

Chad pumped faster and faster, and the bed shook harder and harder. I fucking loved the way his cock pistoned inside me, shaking up my innards, setting off all my nerves. I also dug the way he grabbed my hips, keeping my ass right where he wanted it; then he moved his hands to my shoulders, and he clutched them in his firm masculine grip. Most of all, I loved hearing his moans of pleasure, since I wanted him to enjoy this just as much as I did. "Baby," he said, "I'm getting close too...."

"Cum in me," I said.

Chad slowed down his thrusts, and he leaned down to kiss my back. "I want you to go first."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah," he said. "And you need to do it in me too... I'm fucking dying to feel your seed up my ass."

I wasn't about to argue with that. I got up off my knees, while Chad laid down on his back. He spread his legs nice and wide, giving me a perfect view of his cock and balls and mancunt.

My dick tingled as it made its way back inside him. Chad clearly loved this just as much as I did; he smiled, arched his back, and let out another groan. He also used his hands to massage my butt cheeks, while his sphincter kept massaging my throbbing pumping penis.

All I could think was how how I was fucking born to do this. To service Chad in every way I could. To take care of him and make him feel good-- physically and otherwise-- in any way humanly possible. To stick with him through thick and through thin. And I couldn't wait to see what our future had in store.

I knew I couldn't last much longer, so I didn't even try. I just let my balls boil as the pleasure crescendoed till I busted my nut. But even then, I didn't stop; I'd barely even slowed down when I felt another wave coming. It was that awesome sensation when you realize you're about to cum again.

Chad clearly knew what was up. He stared at me and nodded, encouraging me to keep going. I knew he wanted every drop of my juices.