planted his mouth back on mine and stopped my moans. Drawing his finger out of my ass, he wrapped a fist around my swollen prick. His greased hand slipped up and down, but before I could come he left my cock and this time shoved two fingers into me. He rolled off, fingers still inside.
Now I was able to reach between us and capture him. I stroked him as best I could, using his own pre-cum to slick him up. I wanted him inside me. I stroked faster, humping my hips up to get him in deeper.
Finally, when I was on the verge of screaming, he withdrew his fingers from me and pulled my legs open, then slid between them. His cock nudged at my ass, slipping inside inch by exquisite inch. It took forever, but at last his dick was buried in me to the hilt.
We both stopped moving. Ben rose back up on his elbows and stared down at me. "You're something, aren't you?"
"For you, yes."
As though no longer able to look at me, he buried his face against my throat. His lips and teeth played with the skin there. He nipped and rocked his hips, slowly at first, building tempo until we were slamming together, mindless in our lust.
I panted, trying to wrap my legs around his shoulders. He grunted and drove himself into me one more time, filling me with cum at the same time I exploded. He collapsed on top of me and I welcomed him into my arms.
We lay together, ignoring the sticky mess between us. I didn't mind. Looping one leg around his, I stroked his damp back. "Can you stay awhile?"
He hesitated and I held my breath. I thought for sure he was going to say no, but after a few seconds of strained silence he nodded.
We dozed after that, only to awaken in the early hours of the next day and make love again. It was my dream come true. A man who had no one to go home to.
We both woke up a couple of hours later. I gave him my shaving gear and he showered first, and while he dressed I did the same. Back in my room I could see he was getting restless. He didn't want to stay here, but I also knew he wouldn't want to walk around downtown Los Angeles together and we certainly couldn't go to any of the speakeasies.
Before his caged tiger act got to the point he charged out the door and I'd never see him again, I thought fast.
"You're off today, right? That's what you said last night."
He stopped pacing and faced me. His eyes raked over me and I shivered under the intensity. He didn't look angry. He looked expectant.
"Let's take my car out. We can drive up the coast."
"Go to the beach?"
"Not the beach? I keep hearing Santa Barbara's beautiful." I sat on my unmade bed and he came over to stand in front of me. I looked up at him. "Have you ever been?"
"No."
"Then let's go. It's a beautiful day."
"How can you tell?" Ben glanced at the closed curtains that only let in shallow streamers of light. I grinned and shrugged, a lot more interested in what he decided.
I could see him thinking. The fact that he was willing to do that made me hopeful. When he sat beside me a second later, I smiled again.
"Yes?"
"Sure. I've always wanted to see Santa Barbara. I've heard it's been rebuilt since the quake."
I stood. "Earthquake? There was an earthquake? When?"
"Few years ago. You weren't around, I guess. It was a pretty big one."
"They ever have them here?" Earthquake? I had no idea what something like that would be like.
"Sure." He stood. "We've had some shakes here. It's like something big stomps on the ground. Things shake a little bit. No big deal."
"Oh, good." I took his arm. "If we do, you can protect me, right?"
Ben laughed, something I'd never heard before. I loved the sound of it. "I don't think anyone can do that."
"Oh, well, I still feel safer."
He slung his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. "Let's go grab some breakfast."
After breakfast in the drug store we climbed into my jalopy. It rattled and shook but the old girl did what she always does and fired up. It backfired a couple of times and I grinned over at Ben, who hung on
Now I was able to reach between us and capture him. I stroked him as best I could, using his own pre-cum to slick him up. I wanted him inside me. I stroked faster, humping my hips up to get him in deeper.
Finally, when I was on the verge of screaming, he withdrew his fingers from me and pulled my legs open, then slid between them. His cock nudged at my ass, slipping inside inch by exquisite inch. It took forever, but at last his dick was buried in me to the hilt.
We both stopped moving. Ben rose back up on his elbows and stared down at me. "You're something, aren't you?"
"For you, yes."
As though no longer able to look at me, he buried his face against my throat. His lips and teeth played with the skin there. He nipped and rocked his hips, slowly at first, building tempo until we were slamming together, mindless in our lust.
I panted, trying to wrap my legs around his shoulders. He grunted and drove himself into me one more time, filling me with cum at the same time I exploded. He collapsed on top of me and I welcomed him into my arms.
We lay together, ignoring the sticky mess between us. I didn't mind. Looping one leg around his, I stroked his damp back. "Can you stay awhile?"
He hesitated and I held my breath. I thought for sure he was going to say no, but after a few seconds of strained silence he nodded.
We dozed after that, only to awaken in the early hours of the next day and make love again. It was my dream come true. A man who had no one to go home to.
We both woke up a couple of hours later. I gave him my shaving gear and he showered first, and while he dressed I did the same. Back in my room I could see he was getting restless. He didn't want to stay here, but I also knew he wouldn't want to walk around downtown Los Angeles together and we certainly couldn't go to any of the speakeasies.
Before his caged tiger act got to the point he charged out the door and I'd never see him again, I thought fast.
"You're off today, right? That's what you said last night."
He stopped pacing and faced me. His eyes raked over me and I shivered under the intensity. He didn't look angry. He looked expectant.
"Let's take my car out. We can drive up the coast."
"Go to the beach?"
"Not the beach? I keep hearing Santa Barbara's beautiful." I sat on my unmade bed and he came over to stand in front of me. I looked up at him. "Have you ever been?"
"No."
"Then let's go. It's a beautiful day."
"How can you tell?" Ben glanced at the closed curtains that only let in shallow streamers of light. I grinned and shrugged, a lot more interested in what he decided.
I could see him thinking. The fact that he was willing to do that made me hopeful. When he sat beside me a second later, I smiled again.
"Yes?"
"Sure. I've always wanted to see Santa Barbara. I've heard it's been rebuilt since the quake."
I stood. "Earthquake? There was an earthquake? When?"
"Few years ago. You weren't around, I guess. It was a pretty big one."
"They ever have them here?" Earthquake? I had no idea what something like that would be like.
"Sure." He stood. "We've had some shakes here. It's like something big stomps on the ground. Things shake a little bit. No big deal."
"Oh, good." I took his arm. "If we do, you can protect me, right?"
Ben laughed, something I'd never heard before. I loved the sound of it. "I don't think anyone can do that."
"Oh, well, I still feel safer."
He slung his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. "Let's go grab some breakfast."
After breakfast in the drug store we climbed into my jalopy. It rattled and shook but the old girl did what she always does and fired up. It backfired a couple of times and I grinned over at Ben, who hung on
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