d**k Dancers

Chapter 2

They walked arm in arm the short distance to their apartment. In the ride up the elevator, Joel and Sam groped and petted each other, kissing with fervor. Their panting and moaning echoed off the walls in the narrow space, amplifying their passion and continued after they exited the elevator. Joel’s c**k hardened and he placed Sam’s palm against it.

“See what you do to me?” he whispered only inches from Sam’s face.

“You’re in a frisky mood tonight,” Sam said, chuckling.

“Why shouldn’t I be? You sent me a picture of your c**k today and texted that you were looking forward to seeing me tonight,” Joel replied.

“What?” Sam said, surprised and stopping in his tracks. “I didn’t do any of those things.”

Joel gave him a confused look. “That wasn’t you?” He dug his cell phone out of his pocket and flip through his messages. “Here, you didn’t send this to me?”

Sam looked at a small, blurry picture of an erect p***s with Looking forward 2 seeing u tonight, sexy underneath it.

“Who’s sending pictures of their d**k to you?” Sam demanded. “That’s not mine. I thought you’d recognize mine by now.”

“It’s hard to tell because it’s out of focus but I didn’t consider the possibility of someone other than you would send me this.”

“Who’s it from?” Sam demanded again, grabbing the phone from him.

“I don’t recognize the number.”

“I don’t either, so there’s no way of telling who sent it,” Sam said in frustration.

“Probably a wrong number then,” Joel put away his phone. “Whoever it was wants a piece of this but can’t get it.” He grabbed his crotch.

They had reached their apartment door and Joel opened it.

“Well, then,” Sam said walking inside. “I’d better get some of it then.” He stripped off his clothes and jumped onto the bed on hands and knees, presenting his ass.

Sam’s beautiful butt looked delicious and Joel’s c**k sprang to life, long and thick. He grabbed a bottle of lube from the stand next to the bed and lubed his manhood, stroking it and admiring it. A smile appeared on his face. So many guys wanted it and were willing to pay money to get it.

“Are you going to f**k me or not?” Sam said over his shoulder.

“Oh, right.” Joel stopped admiring his c**k and pushed into Sam’s waiting hole. They both sighed in excitement, but the pleasure for Joel was sweeter. It had taken him a long time to convince Sam to take and bareback.

Sam had been so skittish at first but Joel kept pressing. At last, Sam relented and let him f**k him without a condom, a triumph for Joel. He relished the feel of his skin inside a hot ass without a layer of synthetic material in between.

He reminded Sam many times how lucky he was since he was propositioned every night by several men.

Sam’s cry of pleasure brought him back to the present and he increased the intensity of his thrusts, his balls banging against the tanned ass.

Sam grabbed a towel from the table and pressed it to his c**k; he braced himself with one arm against Joel’s trust while catching his c*m on the towel.

He fell forward with his face pressed into the pillows but keeping his ass in the air. While he calmed down, Joel used the change in his position to drive himself even deeper into Sam. He rose up on the balls of his feet and braced himself.

Joel grunted with each thrust until he felt his own climax building. He shoved as hard and deep as he could go and released his sperm inside Sam.

Every muscle in his body contracted as if rallying together to force every last bit of semen out of his c**k. His breath caught in his throat as pleasure seared his brain and froze his thoughts.

As he drained into Sam, his body relaxed and cognizance returned. He let out a big sigh and rolled onto his back next to Sam, gasping for breath. A few minutes later, Sam, still panting and covered in sweat, curled up next to him and fell asleep.