him lightly brushing his fingertips down my chest and over my cock. It was difficult to contain myself, but I knew I had to. I knew it would make the sex all the more better. I was fully hard now and James was handling my cock so lightly that if I had really been asleep, I doubt I would have woken up.

“Hey Erik,” he whispered, shaking my shoulders.

“Huh? What?” I responded, sitting up and looking sleepy.

“How ‘bout you let me take care of that for you,” he said, grinning. I had succeeded, like usual. I smiled and guided his head towards my dick. He took me in his mouth hungrily, and I knew why. He had been dreaming about this since I walked through the door. He held on to the base of my cock and worked his mouth up and down. His tongue was skilled at this. Perfect strokes. His mouth was sucking on the tip of my dick as if it was a popsicle melting fast. I was leaking precum and he lapped it all up. I felt the blood rushing and my skin tingling. I eased him off and he looked up at me.

“Go get that lube.” I said hoarsely. “I want you to fuck me.” He wasted no time climbing into my bed and massaging his lube-slicked finger into my hole. I grabbed the bottle and put some in my hands. I greased his cock and wasn’t surprised by its size, about 8 inches and fully hard. Next I reached back and massaged his ass cheeks. He sighed with pleasure and leaned down and kissed me.

He carefully grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. I got myself settled on all fours, low to the bed. He rubbed his cock head up and down my crack before he pushed into me. His cock was the biggest I’d ever had. Thankfully, the stretched feeling eased up and I was able to relax and let him inch in. He grabbed me by the waist and started pumping slowly. We fell into pace and started going faster and faster. I reached back with one hand and grabbed his ass and pulled him into me. He took the cue and slammed me hard. I let out a loud moan and James clapped a hand over my mouth. Shit! These walls were probably thin. I shoved my face in the pillow to keep myself quiet. He seemed satisfied with that and gave me another hard slam. It was all so intense, having to keep quiet, feeling his fingernails scratch my shoulders and sides as he scrambled to keep his grip on me. My legs were shaking and I was starting to feel dizzy. I was close, really close. Apparently so was James. He tensed up and shot into me just as I was staining the sheets with my own cum. James eased up and breathed heavily on my back. He kissed my neck and made a shudder run down my spine.

“Fuck, I really needed that,” he whispered in my ear. I turned over on my back and kissed him on the forehead.

“We’re gonna have to do this again,” I said sheepishly.

“Uh, fuck yeah!”

And for the span of a few weeks, we hid our secret affair from everyone around us, fucking late at night after everyone had gone to bed. We both knew it was just to satisfy ourselves, but I can see it being more