AwayTeam by Mark Alders Page A

his teeth as Emerson sank the dildo into him, deeper and deeper.
    Then it was done.
    Ely realised that he had closed his eyelids tight. When he opened them, Emerson was smiling. "You're doing great," was all he said before he shuffled himself closer, leaning back onto one elbow, the free arm inserting the other end of the dildo into himself. The look of sheer ecstasy flashed across Emerson's face. In that instant, Ely knew the toy was inside him, too.
    Ely's bottom lip quivered. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him. His arse was filled, his ring was stretched, but he had to say, he liked having the toy inside him. "This is…fucking…amazing."
    When Emerson had inserted the dildo into him as far as it would go, and their buttocks and balls touched, he said, "Sit up if you can."
    Ely did so. His stomach turned and more pulses of that wonderful pleasure come pain feeling shot thought him. The dildo acted like a conduit between them, relaying the vibrations of each other's movements. What Emerson had said about being as one rang true. He swore he could feel Emerson's pulse, the beat of his life deep inside him. Ely couldn't help but gasp again. This was something beyond any expectation, beyond any experience he had shared with anyone. He was glad it was with Emerson.
    When more shuffling into position had been completed, Ely and Emerson embraced. They kissed with so much passion, so much need for one another that Ely couldn't think of any other way they could be doing such a thing right now. He maintained a gentle gyration of his hips, as did Emerson. The dildo continued to give pleasure, continued to act as the path of their desire between them. They were joined.
    Ely's balls had tightened, a precursor to the explosion he would soon have to have released. Everything of Ely's was Emerson's and vice-versa. He held his lover tight, never wanting to let go.
    After an eternity, Emerson parted. "We have all these free hands, don't you know."
    Ely smiled. He knew what Emerson was thinking. "You start, I'll follow."
    That was all the encouragement, Emerson needed. He was at Ely's genitals, cupping his balls and jerking him off. Ely gasped again. His lover's touch perfect, including plenty of foreskin play, too. Ely followed. Using both of his hands to do the same to Emerson.
    Ely knew he wouldn't last long, and sure enough, within a few moments, he climaxed, a cloudy bubble of skin seal stretched out from his bulging head, filled with his cum. But the climax was unlike any Ely had experienced before in his life. With the dildo still a part of him, the climax was mind numbing. He could even say it was earth shattering. He shuddered, every muscle in his body tensed and then released with his ejaculate. His arsehole tightened, and his prostate, stimulated by his own movements along the toy, caused everything below his waist to go numb. Ely couldn't feel anything, not even as his toes curled and he could do nothing else but hang onto Emerson as he came and came. Panting and gasping and letting out little yelps of joy.
    "Holy fucking shit!" Ely let out even more gasps, his ecstasy swimming around him even as his cock had delivered the last of his climax into the bubble of skin seal. He knew his cheeks were flushed, but he was also sure his face had screwed up as well. "That was the most powerful cum shot I've ever delivered."
    Emerson kissed him. "I told you."
    But Ely didn't waste any time. He continued to work his lover's length, using his fingers to massage his frenulum, run along the rim of his fully engorged head, stroke his length. Soon, Emerson had that look about him. That cheeks flushed, tight faced, glazed eyes, look all men got the moment before they climaxed.
    Emerson let out a yell. Only he hadn't applied skin seal. His ejaculate, in great white ribbons, covered both of them. More and more he came, Ely feeling each pulse through the dildo. Emerson embraced Ely when he had finished.
    "Ah, shit, I forgot to apply the