Tim’s lipscurved into a wicked smile. “So, what were you saying about usneeding to stop? Still feel that way?”
“Youson of a bitch!”Connor forcefully pulled Tim’s face back into his crotch. “You started this,and you damn well better believe I’m going to make you finish it.”
“Your wish is mycommand,” Tim murmured before his mouth sank down onto Connor’s dick onceagain.
Connor had neverfelt such a velvety heat encase his hard-on. He vaguely becauseaware of Tim pulling his own dick out of his pants. It wasn’t longbefore he was able to match the rhythm of his thrusts to that of Tim’s strokes.
His grip on Tim’shair tightened as he neared his orgasm. When he could no longer take thepressure of the tight suction created by Tim’s mouth, Connor groaned and letgo. He emptied thick streams of cum into Tim, who enthusiastically swallowedwhile stroking himself to his own climax.
Connor pulledTim to his feet, and they kissed again, this time gentle and tender. Withoutbreaking contact, he led Tim to the bedroom, each of them tugging and pullingat the other’s clothes until they were both naked by the time they arrived.
Tim’s body wasjust as perfect as he’d imagined, with tanned, muscular biceps, pecs, and glutes that seemed toradiate health and earthy sensuality. Connor stared down at his own thin limbsand pale skin, which made the redness of the scar marking the incision from thequadruple bypass stand out all the more. He’d been applying a vitamin E creamto help it blend in with the rest of his skin tone, but so far, it remained anugly, vivid reminder of his illness.
As if readinghis mind, Tim touched his chest, lightly fingering the scar. “Don’t beself-conscious. Think of it as a medal of honor, showing how you triumphed overthe heart attack.”
“It’s one honorI wish I hadn’t earned, although I should have seen it coming. My grandfatherdied of a heart attack in his forties, and my father had three of them by thetime he was in his fifties.”
Why the hell did I tell him that? Connorwondered, but Tim’s face brightened, as if appreciating the candor and honesty.“So, it’s a hereditary thing? Are you scared you’ll have another heart attack?”
The questionsreminded Connor that Tim was a journalist and he needed to be careful of whathe said. However, the time for caution had come and gone. There was nothingleft to do now except complete the sexual journey they’d started.
Ignoring Tim’squestions, Connor steered him toward the bed. He pulled back the bedspread, andthey slipped between the sheets, lying so they faced each other. Tim snuggledup to him and kissed his neck. Though only minutes had passed since his orgasm,Connor was hard again, and he pressed his erection against Tim’s thigh. Theyrocked and rubbed their cocks together until both were slick and wet with precum.
“Please tell meyou have a condom,” Connor whispered, feeling like he’d collapse if Tim said hedidn’t. Though he was usually prepared for chance encounters like this, sex hadbeen the last thing on his mind when he booked this trip. He hadn’t anticipateddoing anything other than focusing on his recovery and building up hisstrength.
Tim groaned. “Ididn’t bring any. I’m vacationing with my parents and my pain-in-the-assbrother and sister. I didn’t think I’d be needing condoms.”
“Stay rightthere, don’t move,” Connor ordered, springing from of the bed. He went to thebathroom just off the bedroom, faintly remembering the bellman mentioningsomething about assorted toiletries when describing the suite’s amenities. Afterransacking three drawers, Connor found both condoms and lube. He returned tothe bedroom, waving the items in triumph. “Look what I’ve got!”
“I figured asuite as nice as this one would have a lousy condom,” Tim grumbled. “Hurry upand get it on and fuck me!”
“Whateveryou say.”But Connor didn’t rush as he squeezed the lube onto two of his fingers. Herolled Tim onto his stomach and planted a row of kisses down the man’s backwhile sliding his lubed fingers inside Tim’s hole, teasing it open.
Tim gasped,spreading his legs wider. “Damn, that feels good.”
“You’re sotight. Let me know if I hurt you.”
“Nothing’s goingto hurt. It’s all so good.” Timarched his ass higher, increasing Connor’s access and allowing him to godeeper. He slid his fingers in and out, alternately scissoring and rotatinguntil the tense muscles started to give way and relax.
He saw Tim undulatingand rubbing his erection against the sheets. “Hey, slow down, what’s yourhurry? You have somewhere else to be?”
“Can’thelp it.”Tim’s words were muffled because he spoke them into the bed. “You’re making meso crazy, I need to find a release.”
Connor gave hima hard smack on his ass.
“Ow!” Tim jerked his head up and turned to glare at Connor,but Connor caught a hint of excitement there.
“That’s what youget for starting without me.”
“Then you needto hurry up and put your giant dick in me, because I don’t think I can lastmuch longer.”
Connor unwrapped the foil, slid on the condom, and added some extralube to it. Then he placed his hands on Tim’s hips and arched the ass upward sohe could enter in one smooth thrust. Both men moved simultaneously, with Timpushing back as Connor propelled himself forward. Thetight fit almost made it seem like they were one entity.
Connor reachedaround to grip Tim’s cock, which was wet from the steady stream of precum. He caressed it at the same pace his cock plungedinto Tim’s ass.
“Faster!” Timshouted. “I don’t want to wait anymore, I can’t!”
Connor squeezedthe base of Tim’s dick, wanting to make this last as long as possible. “Youfeel so good, so incredible.”
“It’s never beenthis fucking sensational. Don’t stop,” Tim panted in a hoarse voice.
Connor didn’twant to, but he felt his release coming on again, andthere was no way he could delay it. Letting go of Tim’s cock, Connor used bothhands to grip Tim’s hips again, pumping with a speed he never imaginedpossible.
Tim let out aloud yell, signaling his orgasm. Connor quickly followed suit, groaning when hiscock gave a final shudder and then released spurt after spurt of cum into thecondom.
Both mencollapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily. Connor reluctantly
