Sam put his phone back down on his bedside table and tried to wipe the giddy smile off his bearded face. David had just called to make plans for their fourth date, and Sam could not wait to see him again. Their infatuation was quickly developing into something more.
It had been nearly two weeks since their first date, and he didn't know how David managed to keep to his promise of going slow. Apart from video-chatting occasionally on Skype, their schedules only allowed them to see each other in person twice a week.
Sam had given David a blow-job after their third date, and would have done more if it weren't for David insisting on waiting. Everything they did, they did in David's car. He could see that David wanted to throw him down on a bed, strip naked, and screw his brains out, but for whatever reason continued to restrain himself. There was no half-assing it with this man.
"Who was that?" Adam said, returning from the bathroom down the hall and throwing his wet toothbrush into his overnight bag. "Your boyfriend?"
Adam was naked, as was Sam, and he smirked as he walked over. His short, flaccid cock jiggled with every step.
Sam knew the time to end things with Adam had truly come and passed. The eager employee at his shop had become a constant part of his life these past two weeks. Every time David left Sam wanting more, there Adam would be, waiting to help him sate the hunger of another man's touch.
Sam wasn't merely using Adam, however, he genuinely enjoyed the younger man's company. There was something about Adam he found irresistible, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Perhaps it was his confidence, or his patience while Sam gradually mastered the many ways of pleasuring another man.
"He's not my boyfriend, Adam. We're still just dating for now," said Sam. "I don't know how serious he is about 'us', but he wants to go slow if that's any indication."
"What a chump," Adam chortled as he bounced onto the bed and settled next to Sam, hairy shoulder to hairy shoulder. "Lucky you've got me then, hey?"
"Yep." Sam pulled the younger man in and kissed him deeply. Adam's fingers found Sam's nipples and teased them, tugging lightly and rubbing the pad of his thumb over the hard nubs.
Adam kissed his way down Sam's jaw as he always did, and sucked hard on the fading hickey there. He was disappointed to learn that it had not deterred Sam's other partner – in fact, whoever he was, he had marked the other side of Sam's neck with his own claim to the man.
Sam leaned back against the headboard. "He said I was a natural at sucking cock on Sunday. That's thanks to you."
Adam leaned over to kiss his boss, and tried not to look too smug. "How was it?"
"Hmm, it was okay. He was a bit too big for my mouth, but hearing him moan when I managed to fit him in all the way made it worth the effort." He snuggled closer to Adam, letting his head rest on Adam's cuddly chest, and then asked, "Hey, is cum meant to taste good? I've always thought it would be unpleasantly bitter or salty. His was sweet."
"You can suck me off to completion this time and see for yourself," offered Adam, grabbing at his crotch and giving it a little shake. "We've got all night."
"Okay then," chuckled. Sam "Chloe used to make these terrible faces every time she swallowed one of my loads, and my ex-wife wouldn't let a single drop of that stuff go near her lips. Maybe my cum just doesn't taste that good."
Adam didn't ask who Chloe was. He had heard the name come up several times and pieced enough together to understand that Kim left Sam over some woman named Chloe. Adam assumed it was Sam's mistress at the time.
Adam didn't mind being the new Chloe. Maybe Sam's 'boyfriend' would find out one day, and then he'd get Sam all to himself.
"Your cum tastes great," Adam assured him. He kicked the blankets down to their feet and then leaned over Sam's belly to put his head between the man's hairy thighs. "I'll prove it to you..." He lowered his head and took Sam's soft member into his mouth, gently sucking on the foreskin.
"Oh Adam... yes," moaned Sam, pinching his nipples as he looked down.
Adam sucked softly as he swirled his tongue around the head of Sam's cock over and over until it expanded rapidly in his mouth. Once it was hard, Adam bobbed his head up and down furiously. Sam moaned encouragingly, whimpering slightly as he rapidly approached his climax.
"Gnngh! Fuck!"
Sam held Adam's head down as he released thick squirts of his juices into Adam's mouth. Still sucking hard, Adam pulled free from his shrinking cock with a wet sound, settled back beside Sam, and kissed him on the mouth. He parted Sam's lips and let the cum flow back into the owner's mouth.
"Mmph!"
Sam struggled weakly at first at the unexpected offering, but soon he was fighting Adam's tongue with his own, trying to swallow as much of his cum. It really did taste good. Adam started to jerk himself off while they kissed, and quickly shot load onto his own stomach.
Sam lapped it all up, and shared it the same way.
When they had licked and kissed each other clean, they laid back, arm in arm, recovering so they could go at it again.
"He wants to go slow, but I'm past ready to let him fuck me," Sam murmured softly.
Adam didn't need to ask who Sam was talking about. His chump of a date who couldn't even seal the deal. If the man wasn't moving at a glacial pace, Adam would have talked Sam into having a threesome.
"Yeah, thankfully most guys aren't like that," said Adam, thinking of Uncle David. "Most guys will do anything for something warm, wet and tight to put their dick in, and that's the sort of guy you want to have around. Trust me, you haven't lived until you've had a rock hard dick pounding your ass so hard it makes you cum."
"Just from taking it up the ass... is that even possible?"
"This guy I'm seeing can do that. He's so fucking horny, all the time. I'll wake up and feel his hard cock sliding inside me. He'll take without asking, and oh my god, you wouldn't want it any other way."
Sam looked up at him, his eye brows raised in mild surprise. "Are you talking about that ex? You two are seeing each other again, huh?" He chuckled darkly. "That can't be good."
"He's not really an ex – it's complicated, but it's actually going really well. Not as smooth as what you and I have got going, but things are finally free of drama since it all started. It must be the season, but he's been incredibly horny lately. My ass is so fucking lucky."
"Hah! What's this sex god's name?" Sam asked with a wry grin.
Adam nearly said 'Uncle David', which would have been disastrous. He couldn't recall if he had ever mentioned David being his father or an uncle, or even spoken to Sam about David at all. He decided it would be safer not to drop any names.
"He's just a guy – we're sort of like fuck buddies but real close. No one you know."
Sam leaned back and put his hands behind his head. "Yeah, fuck buddies are great," he said, looking across at Adam. "But I think this one really likes me. He's in it for the long run, I can tell."
Adam froze – How could Sam possibly know? But judging from Sam's expression the man was off with his thoughts, and Adam slowly realised he wasn't the one Sam was talking about. Adam massaged Sam's pink nipples in an attempt to win back his attention.
"I wish I could have both of you," Sam sighed dreamily as he fought to hold back a moan.
Adam smiled to himself. It seemed that Sam would follow in his greedy, cock-loving footsteps. Adam was juggling his father and his boss at the same time, and there was still time to play with his room-mate.
*
David cleaned his house as efficiently as he could, promising himself to never leave it to the last hour again. Once it was presentable, he opened a bottle of wine and started preparing dinner. It was Wednesday night, which meant Sam would be leaving work early in about an hour and putting others in charge of closing the shop so they could have their mid-week date.
'Dinner at my place.' It was so obvious, he may as well have used air quotations when he suggested it. One thing was for sure – tonight he would fuck Sam. He couldn't say no to the man any more, not after the blow-job he received on Sunday. The man's hot, little mouth fit perfectly around his thick cock, and for someone who was new to his gay side, he was a complete natural at sucking cock.
An hour later, Sam arrived and David dished up the grilled steaks and baked potatoes and poured them each a glass of red wine. David had set up recliners on his lit balcony, so they ate under the starry night sky, overlooking the shimmering city on the horizon. For all the beauty the view offered, it could not compare to the way Sam looked tonight.
Sam wore another one of his buttoned-up shirts, but had left the top few buttons open. His chest hair poked out and nearly joined with the auburn-and-grey beard running down his neck.
David loved the beard Sam was growing. The specks of silver stubble Sam had were now silvery patches in his ginger beard. He couldn't take his eyes off his date tonight, and neither could Sam.
They returned to the living room with a second glass of wine and cuddled up on the sofa. Sam reached down to rub David's soft bulge through his jeans, and David could have flipped Sam over and fucked him right then and there. Who knew the man would be so horny all the time?
David put their unfinished wine glasses aside and looked Sam in the eyes. He gently ran his fingers through Sam's new beard, but didn't move in to kiss him. There was something so erotic and sensual about intense eye contact, and every second lost in those warm eyes, he could feel himself falling in love just a little bit more.
"You have no idea how fucking hot you are right now. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, or the blow-job you gave me. I really want to return the favour..."
"Why don't you then?" Sam invited, giving his bulge a little squeeze. He moved in close and kissed him.
David kissed back aggressively, forcing Sam onto his back. He reached down between them and tried to undo Sam's shirt buttons, but after several frustrating attempts he ended up ripping the button off.
"Mmph!" Sam pushed against David's bulk in protest, but David slid his hand down and forced the rest of the buttons free, not caring if he snapped the threads or not.
Sam grunted in exertion as he tried to shove David off him. His struggling only appealed to the dominant beast in David, who growled and pinned Sam's arms down so he could kiss his way down Sam's hairy chest uninterrupted. The hair was as soft as a puppy's. He snuffled his way through the manly growth, inhaling the intoxicating scent of Sam's body.
"David, wait -"
David licked and gnawed on Sam's nipples and traced a path with his stubbled chin down to the bellybutton, and then moved lower to press his nose into Sam's soft belly and then crotch. The man was rock hard already, despite his apparent efforts to free himself.
