Man of My Dreams

As he pulled away, Cassie was struggling for something to say, but I didn't care. I grabbed Jim's hand, pulling him for his seat and said.

"Come on, we've got unfinished business, but we need to stop at the pharmacy first. "Why?"

"For the biggest tub of lube they have and as many condoms as we can carry." I replied, shooting him a grin.

We got outside before we burst out laughing, looking back to see Cassie just stood there, stunned.

I pulled Jim in close, my left hand on his hip, my right on his shoulder blade, I leaned into his ear, gently nibbled the lobe and said

"I'm serious about the pharmacy."

He groaned as I nibbled his ear again, and kissed my way down his neck. I lapped at the part of his collarbone showing through the open neck of his shirt, delighting in the goosebumps I caused and the taste of him.

He pushed me away.

"If you don't stop that, we're never going to make it back to yours, I'll have you right here."

"Promises, promises." I said with a wink, hurriedly heading across the street to the pharmacy.

I picked up some lube, and a box of condoms in my size and realised I had no idea what size he needed, I mean there's leeway obviously but still. A hand snaked around my waist, and for a moment another hand hovered above the largest size on the shelf. As my eyes boggled somewhat, Jim chuckled and whispered in my ear, "Same as you babe.", and grabbed another box. I paid, rushed us back to the car and drove in record time.

We were soon back in my bedroom, back to being shirtless. I was desperate to touch him, to explore every inch of his body. I pushed against his shoulder, and he lowered himself down onto the bed and toed off his shoes and socks. I undid his belt and fly, pulled as he lifted his hips to allow me to take both his pants and his boxers down and off.

He lay before me, naked and beautiful. I simply stared. Drinking in the sight of him.

" Aren't you a little overdressed?" He asked, breaking me from my revery. I quickly lost my remaining clothes, my erection bouncing as I pulled my underwear down. I leaned down and kissed the inside of his ankle, then gently licked his calf muscle, tracing the definition until I reached the back of his knee, where I kissed again.

Gently, as I moved up his inner thigh I began to lightly nibble his skin as I kissed. His breathing was becoming ever more ragged as I worked my way up. Eventually I reached the soft skin at the point at which his thigh and hip met, this I began to tongue, gently at first, then harder and harder as he groaned.

I moved across to the other side, pausing only to gently breath on the moisture of his pre-cum as I passed. I grinned to myself as he gasped and writhed at my breath, his hands bunching the sheets. I would have taken things just as slowly, working my way back down his other leg, but my own need was building almost as much as Jims. Instead, I crawled my way up to kiss his lips again.

I continued to kiss him, my hand travelled down to pinch his nipple and I swallowed his groan. I continued to move my hand down and down, tracing the line of soft hair until I reached the base of his cock. I circled my hand and ran it once along his length, twisting slightly as I reached the end.

"Good?" I asked, though the way his hips bucked told me all I needed to know.

"God yeah!" he breathed, "More."

I figured as he'd blown me this morning, even if it was only a dream, now it was my turn. Starting at the base, I ran my tongue up one side of his cock, paused to take the tip in my mouth for a second, then continued down the other side until my nose nestled in his pubic hair. He was making quiet mewling sounds and panting and I wanted to make him make more sounds like that.

I returned to the tip, taking it into my mouth once more and slowly began to work my way down. He'd been right, he was almost the same length as me, just over 6", though he was a little wider, I didn't pay much attention to measurements though, it just felt as though he fit perfectly in my mouth. I couldn't take him all in, though I mentally vowed I'd practice until I could.

I sucked gently as I pulled away from the base, the end of him leaving me with a slight pop. "Please....please.... Davey."

"What do you want Jim?" I asked, kissing him again, letting him taste his own pre-cum on my lips.

"Please." he moaned

"Tell me." I whispered as I nibbled his ear lobe again.

"God! I need you. I need you inside me."

"Are you sure?" I asked, hoping like crazy he wouldn't say he wasn't.

"Fuck yes I'm sure!" Well, who was I to argue? The man obviously knew his own mind.

Reaching over to the night stand I opened a condom and put it on, flicked the top off the lube and squirted a generous amount into my hand. I turned back to see that Jim had raised his knees up to allow me access. I groaned myself then and threw the tube in the general direction of the night stand, took a small amount of the jelly onto my finger and began circling it around his hole.

More lube, more circling and I pushed the tip of my finger inside. Yet more lube and I was using 2 fingers, watching transfixed as he moved himself onto and off my hand, panting and saying "More Davey, more"

All semblance of restraint left me. I slathered myself with the remaining lube and positioned the head of my cock at his entrance, pushing myself into him, using more force than I would have thought necessary.

"Damn! This isn't working. Hang on." I said, grabbing a pillow to shove under him, changing the angle of his hips. I tried again.

Just as I was thinking I was doing it wrong, that I was pushing too hard and might hurt him, the head of my penis popped inside.

"Aah!" he gasped.

"Sorry, sorry. Are you OK?"

"Give me a minute." I stayed stock still, taking all my weight on my arms.

"Look, I'll pull out, we can take things slower." I said, shifting my weight.

One foot shot off the bed and round my back, stopping me from backing up, followed closely by the other. "Don't you fucking dare! If you pull out now, I'll never forgive you." He growled. I swear he actually growled

Slowly, as he began to get used to me being inside him, he gently started to pull me in further with his feet, until eventually I could feel my balls resting against him. "How do you feel?" I asked.

"Full. Stretched. Fucking perfect." He said with that grin of his, reaching up to pull me down for a kiss.

We started to move together, slowly at first, building the pace gradually.

I'd never been what you'd call promiscuous, but I'd slept with a few women in my time, but the feeling of being inside Jim was tighter and hotter than anything I'd ever felt before. The way his muscles contracted around me made me see stars. The sounds he made, whimpers, pants, gasps of my name, all of it drove me wild. I wanted him to cum.

Hell, I needed him to cum.

Taking my weight mostly on my knees, and balancing with one hand, I used the other hand, still with a slick of lube on it to stroke him as I pushed into him.

"God....Davey....I..I.. I'm gonna....AAAh!" He came. Spurt after spurt, covering his chest and my hand. His muscles clamped down on me as though he intended to never let me out, and that, and the look in his eyes was the trigger for me to roar his name and empty myself into him.

I collapsed on top of him, and he held me close, both of us panting, trying to catch our breath.

I slipped out of him, both of us moaning at the loss of connection. I tied the condom and threw it in the waste paper basket then lay on my back, staring at the ceiling.

"Wow!" He said

"Yeah."

"I mean, wow!"

"Definitely."

OK, so it wasn't exactly witty repartee, but we both knew what we meant.

"You OK?" I asked, after a while, my brain finally sparking into life.

"Yeah. You?"

"Yeah. Um, would you...do you think....?"

"You want to do me again? Already?"

"Um, not exactly"

"Ah. Right." He didn't sound exactly enthusiastic about it

"Is that OK?"

"Hell yes!" OK, so now he did. "You're just going to have to let me get my breath back first."

For some reason I found this funny, and started to giggle, which caused Jim to dig me in the ribs with his elbow, so I shoved him back, and then we were rolling back and forth tickling and poking at each other until he was on top of me and I felt his stiff cock pressed against my thigh.

I looked up into his eyes and saw the laughter burn away in the heat of his lust. I lifted my head and kissed him, not one of the devouring kisses from earlier, but a kiss that held everything I felt for him. He broke away, diving off the bed to grab a condom and hunt for the lube, eventually finding it under the bed. He rose up from the floor holding his prize aloft and grinning said

"My turn to play babe."

He was cruel. He was Evil incarnate. All I wanted was to feel him inside me and what did he do? He went slower than I had.

He touched, stroked, licked and kissed every inch of my body, spending an unnecessary and wonderful amount of time sucking at the mark he'd already left at my collar bone, causing me to moan and writhe and beg.

"Tell me what you want." He said, as his tongue pushed into my navel.

"Gnnhh!" Was all I managed to say

"Tell me." By now he'd put the pillow under me and he'd lifted my legs out and back and he was gently nibbling on my balls.

"Bastard! You know what I want."

"But you made me beg, it's only fair you do too." Like I said. Evil. He sucked one of my balls into his mouth

"Aaghh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Please fuck me!"

"If you insist." He said, with a wicked grin.

Had my rational mind been working in any capacity I would have made the connection between what Jim was doing with his fingers and the lube and the sounds he'd made as I'd prepared him earlier. Especially as I was now making similar noises myself, but my entire world had shrunk. It now consisted solely of the sensations Jim was causing.

"Fuck!" I shouted, hips jerking as Jim's fingers brushed over my prostate.

"Soon babe, soon. Just a little more."

"Please! I Need you. Please!" I sounded whiny and desperate. There was no pretence at macho posturing here, I needed him and I wasn't above begging.

I whimpered in denial as his fingers left me, only to gasp a moment later as I felt the head of his cock press against me.

"Ready?" He asked. All I could manage in response was a moan as I felt the pressure building, and a hiss as he popped inside.

"OK?"

"Yeah, just hang on a minute." Now I knew why he'd gasped as I'd popped into him. It hurt. A lot. But below or behind the pain was not pleasure exactly, but the promise of pleasure to come. After what seemed like hours, but was in reality only a few minutes, I began to relax. "OK, you can move now."

Slowly, a fraction of an inch at a time Jim slid inside me, eventually I could feel his pubic hair nestling against my buttocks.

"You OK there Davey?"

"God, I see what you mean about feeling full." Jim chuckled at that. "Oh fuck!"

"What?" He asked, alarmed.

"Nothing, nothing, it's just when you laughed I could feel it."

"Oh. Wow."

"Tell me about it. Oh God, that's good!" This last was because Jim had begun to thrust. Gently and slowly, a small movement at first, gradually gaining in distance until he withdrew so just the head head was still inside. With a sudden snap of his hips he plunged full length back into me. And again, and again. Suddenly I felt his hand grasp my shaft, stroking in time with his movements.

I made some sort of noise to that. It may have been groans, it may have been gasps. I may well have screamed loud enough to have the neighbours call the police, to be honest I was too far gone to care either way, because at some point as Jim had shifted, he'd changed angle slightly and was hitting my prostate with every thrust.

"Jim....Jim....JIM!!!!" As I came, spraying my seed across both our bodies, I dimly heard a shout that might have resembled my name and felt a sudden burst of heat as Jim closely followed, then collapsed on top of me pinning me to the mattress.

At that moment, pinned beneath Jim's weight, still filled by his slowly softening member, I felt more content than I ever had before.

"Jim?" I said, when he'd dealt with the condom and lay back down next to me.

"Hmm?"

"I know this will sound nuts...."

"Yeah, because today has been a picture of the rational and normal."

"Yeah. But, this, well, I don't want to freak you out or anything but..." As I paused again, he shifted onto his side to look at me, a hand gently stroking my chest and stomach.

"What?"

"I love you." He didn't flinch, or freeze or pull away. He leant towards me, kissed me gently on the temple and said "Thank you."

"What for?"

"For being braver than me and saying it first."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, I can see why you stopped writing with dialogue like that." This earned him an elbow to the ribs. "I mean babe, that crazy as all this is, I love you too."

That earned him a kiss.