“UNTITLED MASTERPIECE”

PART ONE: “BODIES”

CHAPTER 8A: “MOVES”


Sleep was peaceful, but short lived. It wasn’t long before Ian felt himself hardening still inside of Jeremy. He opened his eyes to see Jeremy looking at him, he moaned, “Mmmm, want me more of that!” and round two began. Jeremy rolled him over and road Ian’s cock, until they both shot again.

They hit the showers next, soaping each other down, where Jeremy gave Ian his first full blowjob. Ian happily returned the favor. They dried each other off and slept a little longer, but before the sun came up Ian bent Jeremy over the hot tub and fucked him one more time.

They swung back and forth from tender and gently to torrid and wild. It seemed that Ian’s dick would not go down and Jeremy’s ass couldn’t get enough of it. Each time after finding themselves covered in cum and soaked with sweat they would collapse in a little pile, audibly agreeing that was it they didn’t have the strength for more but ended up simply changing locations and pounding away again.

As they watched the sun come up, they were still naked, basking in a fresh fuck and soaking in the hot tub. Ian was leaned against the tub and Jeremy still sitting on Ian’s cock, his back against Ian’s chest. Jeremy grabbed Ian’s hands and wrapped them around him.

“I have never cum like that before.” He sighed.

“You said that the last three times.” Ian teased.

“No, I’m mean, I usually don’t cum when I’m being fucked unless I get jacked off or sucked off. The only other time was when I was fucking Susan and another dude was fucking me. Which reminds me, we’ll have to do that sometime.”

“Well I used to be a journalist, so I always have to explore things from all sides.” Ian joked. He felt his flaccid dick slip out of Jeremy. “I have the feeling I’m going to be very sore. My dick hasn’t had this much of a workout in a long, long time.”

“I can’t believe that your girlfriend wasn’t turning you every which way but loose.”

“Birthdays, holidays and when she wanted something I didn’t want to give.”

Jeremy shook his head, “Why did you stay with her?”

“Seriously, I’m not sure. I’ve never had a lot of close relationships, rough childhood, stuff like that. I guess I thought that was how loved ones were supposed to treat you. I give everything I’ve got and the other person tells me it’s not good enough and to stay out of the way until they need something.”

“That’s just shitty.” Jeremy said. “Everyone deserves love, real love, and as much great sex as they can possibly handle.”

Ian laughed, “That last part seems to be working itself out.”

“I’d ask if you are okay with this, but the last time I asked you that you bent me over and fucked me raw. And four is my limit with any dude, after that you have to marry me.”

“But you are already married.”

“She won’t mind, as long as she gets to come on the honeymoon, and come and come and come.” Jeremy slid off Ian’s lap and moved to the other side of the tub to face him.
“So what’s on your