Hot Summer Nights

You work up and down my cock, your ass perfectly tight and clenching with every movement.

As my climax nears I pull you to me tight – chest to chest – and hold on. I pump you faster, your breath, your groans loud in my ear. As your pleasure peaks you squeeze my shoulders and arms, I continue fucking you deep and strong.

You scream. You cum. HARD.

Your asshole grips my cock tighter that before, I can't resist any longer. One final withdraw, one last deep, hard thrust.

I groan. You scream. I cum. HARD.

With every last drop of seed milked from my being, we collapse. I stay inside you and as we catch our breath I tenderly stroke your back with my fingers. Your breath loud in my ear. Your heartbeat crashing through your chest into mine.

As my cock finally softens for the first time in hours, it retreats from your tightest of holes. My third load of cum dribbles quietly from your ass and down my cock. Straightening your legs we reposition on the bed. Spent. Satisfied. Exhausted.

The good night?

As we lie in the bed sweaty, covered in cum and lube and each other's juices the events of the night replay in my head. Questions arrive but before I can offer answers, another question jumps on top.

Having recovered somewhat I stand to gather my things and leave. Before I can move your hand appears between my legs and grasps my now spent cock.

"Where you going stud? I'm in town all week and I'm not done with you yet!" you whisper.

"Fuck..."

I collapse back into the bed and gather my thoughts as we drift off. I realize that last sentence is double the amount of words we've spoken all night.

I don't even know your name.

Tomorrow.