Another long round of kisses followed, with Mark becoming more confident with each new exchange. His hands roamed all over the larger man’s body, feeling the strength of his masculinity as he eagerly surrendered to it. There was no doubt that Don was fully in charge and that realization sent echoing tremors of anticipation though the younger man.
After wetting his fingers in his mouth, Don reached down and slid his hand between the cheeks of Mark’s ass, squeezing the soft flesh before extending his index and middle fingers, pressing them against what had been up to now a forbidden point of entry. A bit more effort saw its natural resistance give way as both disappeared inside, causing the blond to jump slightly at the expected yet slightly uncomfortable intrusion.
Back in his mid-teens, Mark’s greatest discovery had been the location of his older sister’s diary, in which she had recorded every aspect of her sexual adventures — in precise detail. One such entry had described the first time she’d let her then boyfriend, now husband, fuck her in the ass. With the tale of her exploits in his head, Mark knew that this was going to hurt at first, but then prove much more enjoyable later.
Don guided his fingers in and out a few more times, then withdrew them completely. Laid out on his stomach, Mark couldn’t see the bearded man withdraw a small jar from where he’d hidden it under the pillows, but he could hear the sound of the metal jar lid being screwed off, followed a few moments later by the return of Don’t fingers, this time coated it a cold, slippery gel.
“This will numb some of the discomfort,” Don offered as he applied more of the salve, working it into Mark’s ass.
Covering his fingers with the jar’s contents once more, the older man then proceeded to spread it, first over the head of his cock, then up and down its length, applying a second layer until every inch was thickly covered. Finally satisfied that he’d done all he could to make it comfortable for Mark, the gray haired man took hold of his cock and placed the head of it up against the entrance to his ass.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Yes,” came the reply.
Don pressed forward carefully, slowly forcing the tight sphincter open as his cock worked its way inside the young man. It’d been a good while since he’d been with a virgin and the tightness of the twenty-three year old surprised him. Still he continued, pushing deeper even as he felt Mark’s ass wrap around his well lubricated cock. It felt so good, and it took all his willpower not to immediately go deeper and harder. But he paused a bit, long enough for Mark to become accustomed to being penetrated, and then cautiously slid more of his cock into him.
“Oh God!” Mark cried out in a combination of excitement, pain and pleasure. “You’re so fuckin’ big.”
Don knew that wasn’t exactly true, but it would seem that way to someone who had nothing else to compare it to. Still, he’d always felt he had enough to get the job done.
As Mark began to finally relax, Don began to settle into a steady rhythm, thrusting forward in strong, even strokes. Eventually, Mark began to duplicate that cadence, timing his rearward motions to meet Don’s forward ones. What pain there had been at first had now almost totally given way to pleasure, and as the older man tightly gripped his ass, Mark cried out in satisfaction with each new entry.
With the bottom of his body propped up on his knees, and the rest pressed down against the pillows below the headboard, Mark managed to slip one hand between his legs to grab hold of his own cock, finding it as hard as he’d ever known it. He began to pump it up and down, adding to the waves of delight echoing across his quaking body.
Don slammed into him faster and faster, his balls slapping against the cheeks of Mark’s ass, even as he could feel the rising tide building inside himself. From what he could see of the younger man’s face, it was filled with an expression of near euphoria.
“Oh yeah, harder…harder,” Mark muttered as he pulled on
his own cock as fast as Don was impaling him with his.
A request Don was all too glad to accede to as he tossed aside his last sense of restraint.
“I’m gonna come,” Mark grunted as he felt his last bits of resistance fade.
Seconds later, Mark’s cock exploded, covering his hand with sticky whiteness; the residue that had remained after Don’s prior oral efforts. The feeling of release didn’t match that of before, but it was a satisfying sensation nevertheless.
Now it was Don’s turn as, his own body also covered in sweat, he pushed his cock as deep as he could into Mark — one last time.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Don cried out as his own cock exploded with incredible force, sending fiery bursts of cum into Mark’s ass, covering its inner walls with its whiteness.
Mark called out as well as he felt Don’s eruption, the unfamiliar feeling taking him by surprise. His own body quaked with unrestricted passion, mirroring that of the man who’d brought him so far. Don continued to fuck Mark until he was totally spent, finally releasing his grip on the younger man’s body before collapsing exhausted on top of it.
Mark was also far too exhausted to do more than lay there beneath him, even as the hardness that had filled him so fully shrank in size to the point where it simply slid free of the constriction that had gripped it. It would be nearly a half hour before he even noticed.
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They slept naked and covered in the remnants of their exertions, their bodies intertwined, until they were finally woken by a midmorning call from the front desk, letting Don know that the anxiously awaited replacement part had finally arrived. The technician told the clerk that he’d be up in a while to pick it up, but that didn’t happen until they’d shared both a shower and another round of mutual orgasms.
“Do you think you’ll be making any more deliveries up this way in the future?” Don asked Mark after they’d finished dressing.
“I can’t say for sure,” Mark replied, “but it’s not a popular run, so they don’t get many volunteers for it.”
“Well, if you do, give me a call,” Don said before leaning in and kissing Mark one last time before exiting the room.
As Don stood there alone, he looked down at the business card that Don had pressed into his hand, doing so for nearly a full minute. Then he took out his wallet and carefully placed it in a secure place behind his driver’s license.
END