With You, Anything

"Anything, Tuck. Anything for you."

Tucker sat up and turned Jon onto his belly. He spread Jon's arms and legs wide, like a face-down Vitruvian Man. He stared with hunger and lust at the broad, powerful shoulders, capable of hitting long home runs. He ran his hands down from Jon's shoulders to the narrow waist, kept slender by so much physical activity. His fingertips skittered over the well rounded ass that powered Jon around the baseball field, and the strong, toned legs. Jon was just as gorgeous from the back as he was from the front.

Tucker was always conscious of the difference in their sizes; Jon was nearly a foot taller, and was broader throughout his entire body. Tucker had always been small, but in the end, their bodies allowed them to do what they loved. Besides, Tucker thought with a wan smile, his cock filled out a red diving suit pretty well.

Tonight, it was going to fill Jon's ass.

Tucker began lightly massaging Jon's shoulders, back and cheeks. Each time he brought his hands down, he would move them closer to Jon's tight ass. Jon would tense, just for a moment, in anticipation, and then relax again. Tucker could tell his friend loved everything that was going on between them. Tucker was too. His only regret was that they had waited so long.

After a long, powerful stroke between Jon's shoulder blades and along the staccato of his spine, Tucker pressed his hand further down, between Jon's cheeks, seeking the tight hole he had only briefly played with earlier. He knew he would need to relax Jon a little if he was to enjoy the fucking Tucker ached to give him.

His delicate fingers found the rosy flesh they were seeking and began lightly rubbing and tickling. His other hand found his own cock and began stroking it. He used a little saliva and a little of his own precum to make the entrance slick. He slowly inserted one finger and felt Jon's ass pucker around it. He carefully slid it in as far as he could and then left it there while he carefully inserted another. Jon's ass was tight, but relaxing.

Tucker repositioned himself between Jon's legs, spreading them even farther apart. Jon's skin glowed in the moonlight. It was the most erotic and sensual moment Tucker had ever known.

He pressed his cock in between Jon's ass cheeks and slowly began moving his hips back and forth. He would rest the tip of his cock against Jon's ass, pressing only slightly, and then thrust his cock up and down the crack of his ass, spreading his copious precum along the length of his shaft and all over Jon's ass. He smiled again as he saw his friend's cheeks getting slicker and shinier, now faintly sparkling in the star light.

He did this a few times and then, as he was resting his cock against Jon's ass again, preparing for another slide along his ass, Jon raised his hips against Tucker, forcing the tip of his cock inside Jon's ass. The message was clear; Jon was ready.

Tucker was happy to oblige. He pressed his rock hard cock slowly into Jon's ass. He watched with fascination as Jon's flesh stretched to take in his large, smooth cock. Again, primal feelings came over Tucker as he penetrated Jon's body with his manhood. He felt as if he was claiming Jon as his own while binding their bodies together.

He pressed deeper and deeper inside, pausing sometimes, but never withdrawing. He wanted to fill Jon. Jon spread his legs again, willing Tucker to press as deep as he could.

Finally, just when Jon was wondering exactly how big his small friend's cock really was, he felt Tuck's hips press against his ass. God, what a tremendous feeling to surrender his body to Tucker. Jon sighed deeply and his whole body relaxed. He felt as if his life had been lived for just this moment.

He surrendered himself to the moment, knowing that soon enough he would get to fully enjoy Tucker's body for himself.

Tucker began to thrust in and out of Jon's ass. It was slow and deliberate at first. The motions were smooth and powerful. On each thrust, he would press as deeply as he could against Jon's ass. They both relished the feeling of fullness and tightness.

Tucker looked down his slim but muscular torso, obsessed with the sight of his cock disappearing into Jon's perfect ass. He could see Jon's muscles quivering under his smooth flesh. His hands grabbed Jon's ass as he felt an orgasm begin to rise in him. He so wanted this moment to last, but the combination of sights and sensations was too much to control.

His thrusts came faster now. There was more intensity in them. Jon could feel Tucker's balls slapping against his delicate flesh. He couldn't believe how viscerally he enjoyed being fucked by Tucker. It wasn't just the physical sensations, which were overwhelming and wonderful, but it was the emotional connection they had shared for so many years. Jon cleared his mind and allowed his body to just feel.

Tucker could no longer contain his inevitable orgasm. He pounded against Jon's ass, animal instinct completely driving his body to press his cock as deep as he could. He reached his hands around to Jon's hips and pulled them up and into him as he drove ever harder. Tucker couldn't believe the power and determination coming over him.

Tucker felt his cock would explode. He had never been so pent up before, had never felt his body as ready for release as it was at this moment. Every fiber of his being was straining towards release. All of his senses were acutely aware of what was going on around him and yet his focus, his attention, was centered firmly on his cock.

With a final gasp and a locking of his body, his cock deep in Jon's ass, Tucker came. For a moment, his body was frozen except for the great eruption of semen inside Jon. He felt blast after blast escaping from him. He could sense Jon's euphoria, which only heightened Tucker's own feelings of deep satisfaction and release.

They stayed frozen like that for what seemed an eternity; Tucker on his knees, his back arched and his head thrown back, his hands pulling Jon's sculpted ass tight against Tucker's hips, their bodies both slick with sweat and slightly radiant in the moonlight. It was a pure lover's pose.

It was an eternal moment that couldn't last.

Soon, too soon, the tension in Tucker's body ebbed away. His climax over, he took a few deep breaths and slowly relaxed. He could feel his hot cum coating his cock as the tension slowly eased.

He released his tight grip on Jon's hips and lowered him back to the ground, laying him out flat again, but his cock stayed in Jon's ass, not yet ready to unbind their bodies.

Tucker lay down on Jon's back, his cheek resting between Jon's powerful shoulders. The sensation of their naked, sweaty bodies pressing together from head to toe was deeply satisfying for both of them.

Eventually, Tucker's cock slipped from Jon's ass. Tucker's cum was everywhere, but neither of them minded. They were just enjoying a sense of pure joy and relaxation and being together.

For a time, they both slept. Jon felt so natural with his friend's light body resting on his back, and Tucker reveled in the warmth of Jon's powerful body.

Then, just as the first hint of light touched the eastern sky, they finally stirred from their blanket. They walked down to the water together, still naked. The evidence of their activities still coated both their bodies. They swam for a few minutes in the chill waters, washing away the stiffness, the sex and the sand from each other's bodies. When they emerged from the sea, it was with a freshness and joy neither of them had ever known before, but they both knew would be with them now and forever.