Lessons In Love: Chapter Sixty-Nine: Birds (Part 3)


*** This chapter is pretty explicit. You've been warned. ***

The younger version of Dr. Douchebag Wizard Pizza Supreme was having a very hard time keeping himself quiet. He was still sitting in that grey chair, but his encounter with Tony had become very intense.

Tony seemed very comfortable and experienced with what he was doing. The brunette moved his body over Stephen in ways that made him think that he was a professional, or something.

Stephen didn't think he learned all of that behavior with Steve. Steve seemed very shy, and way too modest for Tony's overly sexual nature.

When they first started fucking in that chair, Stephen wondered who else he had been with. That thought left his mind quickly, because Tony was completely naked on his lap.

He wanted Stephen's shirt to stay on for some reason. It helped Tony pull the reins and made him feel in control. He tugged and gripped on the dark shirt, and used that cock however he wanted.

Stephen felt himself getting bigger and harder inside Tony. He kept bucking up when he could, but Tony's movements were dominating and adding the most pleasure. Stephen mainly gasped against his shoulder or chest, and spontaneously rubbed on Tony's cock whenever he felt it against his skin.

The would-be-sorcerer wanted to fuck him a million more times. They hadn't even finished their first round, and he was already planning 999,999 other encounters.

Tony wouldn't friggen quit. He was riding Stephen, and it seemed like he wanted to have a dick inside him all the times.

Stephen actually asked him if that was what he wanted. He stopped restraining his words, and bluntly asked. Tony's face broke into a playful grin. He loved the question, and quietly laughed against Stephen's neck.

"I do, you caught ..."

Stephen silenced Tony before he could finish his response. He needed to kiss Tony, and hold him in a certain position. His cock kept slipping up into him. Their hips started pumping harder, and Stephen inwardly wanted to burst.

He sucked on that soft tongue instead, and enjoyed those hands moving all around his body.

It started feeling really good. He knew that it did, because Tony started getting loud. He even started chewing on Stephen's shirt as he moaned. That brunette was feeling good. He rolled his hips slowly when he wanted to, and spread himself even more when he wanted Stephen deeper.

They both felt like they were melting. That shirt was getting damp, and the air in the room was disappearing. Tony looked behind him for a moment. He thought of something devious, and brought his hand down between Stephen's legs.

The sensation to burst amplified, because Tony started groping the skin at the base of Stephen's erection. He massaged what he had packing, and everything began to blur.

Stephen asked him to keep doing it. He wanted that warm hand to continue massaging his skin. Tony playfully teased him for some clarification.

"Keep doing what? Say it.."

He wanted that would-be-sorcerer to speak. Stephen was breathing heavy. He roughly closed his eyes as Tony continued to pleasure his body. He coughed out some words as best he could.

"Keep touching them."

It felt good for Tony to grope him. Stephen never wanted it to end. He repaid the action by stroking Tony's length. They failed to use a condom. Stephen normally made it a habit to have one, and use one, but that wasn't possible with Tony.

Stephen wanted it too badly. He didn't make the time, and now he was asking if he could cum inside him. Tony told him to ask him louder. He didn't want Stephen to be quiet about what he wanted.

It felt like a power struggle, and Tony was winning. He used the pleasure between them to get Stephen to speak. The sorcerer-in-training asked Tony again if he could finish inside him.

Tony wanted him to do it. He pressed his burning face against that soaking wet shirt, and told him yes. Steve had done it to him, a few times. Someone else out there had done it as well.

They maneuvered out of that chair, and took it down to the floor. Tony adjusted, and kept both of his legs positioned on the chair. He felt the carpet on his back, as Stephen moved into his view.

Tony thought that he was very handsome. He always thought that Stephen was sexy as fuhhhhkksahweuidbz$/&4...

Tony's mind went crazy when they changed positions. Stephen squeezed his cock back in, and he drove hard into Tony's body. They coiled together, moved together, and almost screamed together on that floor.

They finally found the best synchronization, and Tony felt as spread open as he could get. He told Stephen to fill him up. It sounded filthy after he said it, but the brunette didn't care about stuff like that.

Tony gripped one of Stephen's long legs, and it helped that would-be-wizard thrust everything that he had inside him.

Tony roughly stroked himself just as Stephen finished. He felt that body shake a little over his chest as Tony also spilled out what all the sex had brought him.

They both were very pleasured. They took a moment to breathe, and process what happened. But... the energy from what they did actually increased.

Tony wanted them to fuck again. He wanted it harder so he turned over onto his stomach. Tony quietly and expectedly looked back at Stephen. They didn't have to say anything else. Stephen moved back in, and he pressed Tony's stomach down onto the carpet.

Stephen gripped his back side, and watched Tony move backward. He knew exactly what the brunette wanted from him. Stephen positioned himself between his legs, and slowly pushed his cock all the way in.

Tony moaned out for it and raised his hips upward. Stephen worked himself in and out. His speed gradually increased, then the two of them rushed into it. They were in a good spot, and they both moved as fast as they could.

Stephen looked up at the door to the hotel room. It was the only thing in front of them, and he had to stare at something that didn't move.

His vision was a fucking mess, and Stephen felt like he was on drugs. Tony kept moving around beneath him, like an expert, and it made him aroused and thick. Tony's ass made Stephen want to thrust harder.

He wanted to spread him out wider, and move in deeper. But, Stephen couldn't split him any farther. He groaned out and struggled to breath against Tony's hair.

Stephen stared at that un-moving door, and continued to plan out 999,998 other ways to fuck him.


Chapter: END
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