This a a erotica between two men at first then a woman. If you are uncomfortable with that please move on.
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Smith bounces his fingers on his computer desk, bored, frustrated and is found wanting. He glances at his monitor's blank screen, as he leans back against his chair.It is showing him, a caramel-skinned man with light-brown almost hazelnut eyes. His own eyes linger on the jet-black dreadlocks that hang at the shoulders, then move down the lean, bare chest to those washboard abs, down to one of the two sources of his frustration-- his seven-and-one-half-inch dick growing out of the pants leg of his gym shorts.
His left hand moves from the armrest, and gently graces his stiff head that's peeking out, as he teases himself while slowly moving his muscular ass against his chair. His light moans and heavy breathing fill his studio apartment, but he stops himself. Huffing in frustration, he taps his mouse to wake his computer, showing 9:48pm.
Gods, he said he'll be here at nine-thirty. If he doesn't show up in the next five minutes I'll--
His musings are interrupted by a knocking at the door. Smith stands to his full six-foot stature, forgetting his past thoughts as he moves to his door and throws it open, to show a pale, ginger-haired man, maybe an inch shorter than him, with an awkward smile on his face.
"Sorry, there was traffic around--"
Smith grabs him by his shirt, and pulls him into his apartment, shutting the door with a smile. "Never asked, Radley."
As Smith pulls him into a kiss, pushing his tongue against Radley's lips, Radley opens his mouth with a moan and sucks his tongue as Smith pushes him against the door. He moves his right thigh against Smith's crotch, and reaches for Smith's ass, pulling his body into his. Smith moans into Radley's mouth, swirling his tongue, while grinding his stiff, covered dick along his pants.
The apartment is filled with wet smacks, heavy breathing, and moans. Smith moves his arms, from around Radley's neck, rubbing down his chest to grip his shirt.
"No need for this tonight." Smith pulls Radley's shirt up and off his body. He runs his hands along Radley's hard and chiseled chest, kissing down his exposed neck and shoulders. "Fuck, I love this body, it's just so... so..."
"Tough?"
"I was thinking of something more between hard and soft, though; you and tough really shouldn't be in the same room."
"What? I'm tou-- Aughh, fuck!" Radley moans, as he tries to argue before Smith bites down on his shoulder, then licking and kissing the mark.
"My hunk of cuddly flesh is smart, and could lift a tractor over his head, but tough isn't one of your traits, and that's okay." Smith smiles, as he slowly kisses down his friend's chest, down his abs, to end up on his knees. His hands unbutton Radley's jeans with ease, opening them for a fat three-and-half-inch girth dick to slap him in the face.
"Fuck, yes. This is the cock I was waiting all daaay for."Smith hums, as he licks down the five-and-a-half-inch length of Radley's dick, kissing the head, soaking it in his saliva.
"God, you always seem like you're enjoying yourself."
"Oh, absolutely." Smith smiles, opens his mouth and swallows Radley's dick straight down his throat, pushing his nose into the pubic bone, reaching behind to grip that bare ass.
Radley moans, running his hands through Smith's hair. "Fuck, I love the way you take my dick."
Smith hums, vibrating his throat, then pulls his head back a bit, then pushes back to the base of Radley's cock. Smith pulls Radley's dick out of his throat and mouth, drool rolling off the head, and starts jacking him off.
"Come on, Radley, fucking throat-fuck me with this beautiful, thick cock." Smith opens his mouth, hanging his tongue out, with drool running off it.