Everyone's Man – 62

 

 

"It's open," a rough voice called out when Colin knocked on the hotel room door.

 

He stepped into the room, surprised to see that it was dark except for the slice of light coming in from the hall behind him.

 

"Close the door, please, and come over here." Colin hesitated, trying to adjust his eyes so he could reach the bed without stumbling over something. "Please. Close the door." There was a pleading note in the voice and Colin smiled to himself, betting that the client was probably middle-aged, out of shape, and ashamed to be seen without his clothes. That thought, plus what Ray had said, reassured him.

 

After locating the end of the bed so he knew where to go, Colin did as he was asked and then crossed to it, moving from there to the side. He felt a hand touch his leg and then the man barely whispered, "Please, undress."

 

Colin pulled off his shirt and undid his jeans, pushing them down over his hips before sitting on the edge of the bed to kick off his shoes and finish undressing. He felt a hand stroke his thigh and shifted to face the man. A small amount of light came through a slit in the curtains and now that his eyes were used to the darkness he could make out the vague shape on the bed. Running his hand over the man's stomach he decided whatever the man's thing was about no light, it wasn't because he was flabby. He slid his hand down, following the trail of hair to the base of the man's already-stiff cock. Tracing a finger up from there to the tip he leaned in to follow it with the flat of his tongue, before taking the bulbous head into his mouth and sucking hard. The man gasped, arching up. From there Colin began doing what he did best, working the man into a frenzy of need, keeping his fingers tight around the base of his cock to stop him from coming for the moment.

 

The man gripped the sides of Colin's head, his fingers twisted into his hair as he began to pump into Colin's mouth. Then he used the leverage to pull Colin away. "Let me fuck you," he begged. His voice was low, and rough with need.

 

Colin froze, every muscle in his body tightening in protest. Slowly he tried to relax, taking a deep gulp of air into his lungs.

 

"Please." The man's voice was almost inaudible, as though he was afraid. "I'll be gentle, I swear."

 

"How…how do you want me?"

 

He heard a deep sigh, almost of relief, he thought, and then the man said, "On your side?"

 

Colin was surprised. This, maybe, he could do. He shifted so that he was lying beside the man, his back to him. He felt hands on his ass, running over it very gently as if the man was trying to learn every inch of it before he continued. Then the man began to press light kisses along his back, working his way down until he reached his hips. He eased Colin open, tracing his tongue up to his tight hole. Colin tensed as the man began rimming him, slowly, expertly. A whispered "May I?" as he pressed the tip of a lube-slicked finger against the entrance to Colin's body had Colin torn between need and fear.

 

He knew he was trembling, and he hoped the man took that for desire. He bit down hard on his lip to steady himself, moaning out a hesitant, "Yes."

 

The man gently eased the finger in, taking it very slowly as if afraid he might hurt Colin. And Colin did feel pain, sharp and deadly. He bit back a cry, telling himself it was all in his head. The man brought one hand up to stroke Colin's back and Colin relaxed. Then the tip of the man's finger touched Colin's gland and a wave of pleasure flooded him. He moaned, needing more, begging for more. He got more for a long moment and then as second finger joined the first one, gently stretching him while making certain to stroke him at the same time.

 

The man shifted, his hand leaving Colin's back, and Colin heard the sound of a condom wrapper being opened. The man's fingers left Colin's body and he groaned in protest. Then he felt the head of the man's cock, slick with lube, pressing against his hole. Colin willed himself to relax, gasping as the man entered him and then stopped. The hand was on his back again, rubbing softly, as the man slowly moved further into him.

 

They both moaned at the same time when the man was fully embedded, his balls pressed against Colin's ass. "Feels so good," the man whispered hoarsely, pulling almost out and then thrusting in again. Slowly his pace increased and with each thrust Colin's desire for more grew until he was moving with the man. A hand suddenly enveloped his throbbing cock, pumping in rhythm to their movements.

 

"I'm going to…" Colin groaned as his balls tightened.

 

"Then do," the man whispered.

 

Colin shouted out as his release sent him over the edge and the man joined him with a deep sigh as he came as well.