One Year

My partner “Morgan” and I left Los Angeles yesterday bound for New York City, where I have a business event to attend tonight.

We didn’t check into our hotel room near Wall Street until two o’clock this morning but after taking a hot shower I was feeling horny. So before we dozed I started licking Morgan’s pinkish brown nipples. Then I moved down his body with my tongue, kissing his stomach, his thighs and finally taking his long, uncut dick in his mouth.

I felt it grow stiffer in my mouth. Mission accomplished. Aroused, Morgan rolled over and returned the favor, deep kissing me, licking my nipples and sucking my dick.

But I stopped the action, turned over and pulled the covers higher.

“Are you ready to go to sleep?”

“Yeah,” I said. “I have a long  day tomorrow.”

So Morgan held me from behind, spooning me.  A few minutes later he was softly snoring.

I did that on purpose. Sometimes it is hotter to extend foreplay. What we started at three a.m. we would finish a few hours later.

Six hours later we woke horny. I turned on my computer to check travel arrangements but after I got done Morgan told me to turn it off. He was walking around with a half hard dick so I knew what was up.

“I guess it’s my turn to get fucked,” Morgan said.

A few nights ago in Los Angeles I had played the bottom. Today I was going to top.

“Yep, you’re right,” I said. “I want some ass today.” 

Minutes later I was fucking Morgan from behind as we lay side by side, his ass hot and wet around my dick. While I fucked him he jerked his dick, the skin sliding back and forth over the purple head.

I reached up, grabbed the lube, put some on my hand, moved Morgan’s hand out the way, and starting jerking his dick while I pushed into him. Then I leaned over and licked his nipples at the same time.

Fast, slow. Slow fast. After awhile I pulled out, and started jerking my dick. A few seconds later I busted a good thick nut, my body convulsing.

Afterward we lay in bed. “You know today is our first anniversary,” Morgan said.

Oh shit, he was right. I knew it was coming but I was so jetlagged from flying from D.C. to L.A. to N.Y.C. the date had slipped my mind.

“Where’s my diamond engagement ring bitch?,” Morgan joked.

I chuckled. Sex and laughter is a good way to start our second year.