Syed stopped what he was doing and swallowed hard; his cheeks hollowing with the tightening of his jaw. He felt consumed with apprehension and as overwhelmed by nerves as he had done on their first night together. He took a deep breath and chanced a joke,

"I think even you'd have a hard job from over there."

As Christian smiled at the words and Syed let out a relieved laugh, both men relaxed. Christian walked over to the bed and lay over Syed, propping himself up on his elbows. The two men examined each other adoringly and it suddenly felt as though the few inches of space between them had become electrically-charged. Christian instinctively plunged downwards to kiss Syed's neck, moving upwards to nibble his ear-lobe and playfully darted his tongue in and around the surrounding area. He could feel Syed squirm and groan in response.

"Do you like that, Sy?" Christian couldn't help but tease his lover.

"You know I do!"

Christian smirked and reached his hand down towards Syed's cock; curling his fingers around its length and grasping it with just the right amount of pressure. As he continued to delicately handle Syed, Christian kissed the contours of his body, exploring the firmness of his chest, the dimples of his rib-cage and the softness of his abdomen. Leaning back on to his knees, Christian took hold of Syed's feet and pulled them upwards so that his legs were wrapped around his shoulders. He started to caress Syed's inner thighs, moving from his knees upwards and upon reaching his testicles breathed on them softly.

"Christian!"

Syed was writhing in to the bed with his eyes closed and his quickening breaths were shallow and rasping. Christian took the index and middle finger of his right hand and sucked them hard. He placed them at the top of Syed's arse and allowed the wetness to slip them down, positioning them at his opening. Without warning, he pushed the full length of his fingers in to Syed in a corkscrew manner, twisting them inwards and outwards rapidly and without apology. Syed slammed his fists in to the bed and arched his back fervently. Christian loved to see Syed this turned on and as he watched him lose control, he could feel the blood rushing towards his own raging cock.

"You are so fucking beautiful, Sy"

Syed immediately unwrapped his legs and pulled himself away. He sat up on his knees and stared directly and intensely in to Christian's eyes.

"What's the matter?" Christian queried.

Syed lifted one hand up and placed it on Christian's face, stroking the day's worth of stubble that now framed his angular jaw line. His second hand grabbed Christian's other cheek and pulled him in hard for a desperate and pleading kiss. As he broke free from the clinch, a look of seriousness was characterised upon Syed's face and he spoke deeply and manifestly;

"I want you to fuck me Christian…. I need you to fuck me"

Without replying, Christian took hold of Syed's shoulders and steered him on to all fours. He positioned his cock at Syed's opening and pushed just hard enough for him to feel the pressure and each man groaned in their own dulcet tone. He left it there for a few seconds while he swept his palm over Syed's spine, feeling one protrusive vertebra at a time. He placed his hands protectively around Syed's hips and leant forward to kiss his neck, pushing his nose in to his dark, tumbling hair and breathing deeply. He closed his eyes momentarily as he captured his heavenly scent and whispered salaciously;

"Are you ready for me?"

"Yes!" Syed had never felt as ready for anything in his life. All he wanted was to feel Christian deep inside him, to feel the urgency of his thrusts and hear his climactic groans. Hearing Christian tear open the condom packet, Syed bent forward and waited a few moments before pushing back tentatively. Christian could feel Syed's skin stretching to accommodate him and instinctively plunged his length in to him.

"Oh fuck, Christian!"

Christian loved that Syed only ever swore during love-making and hearing him use the word "fuck" turned him on even more. As he continued to thrust, Christian became unimaginably hard and large beads of sweat ran between the grooves of his six-pack.

"Tell me how you want it Sy"

Between short, gasping breaths Syed attempted to speak.

"I want it… hard..."

"Hard… yeah?" Christian replied thrusting frantically, hitting Syed's sweet spot each and every time.

"Yeah… harder… and faster. Fuck me as hard… and as fast… as you can" as he said this, Syed started to jerk at himself insatiably. His vision blurred by the sudden rush of blood to his head and that all too familiar tingling sensation shuddered through his groin and deep in to his legs. Both men were breathing hard and their bodies, drenched in sweat, slid against one another. Christian tightened his grip on Syed's pelvis, feeling his thighs clench forcefully as he was teetering on the edge of euphoria.

"I don't want you to come with me" pled Syed.

"What? You are joking right?"

"Just promise me, Christian… don't… come… yet… oh fuuuuck!" Syed's back arched and his bones began to shake uncontrollably. It felt as though fireworks were being driven in to every fibre in his body and for a few moments, the world around him went black.

Christian knelt, still inside Syed, with his eyes closed and teeth clenched together. A few more strokes were all he would need for instant and unimaginable gratification. He could feel the trembling coming from Syed's body as it resonated through him and it drove him wild. Without warning, Syed pulled away from Christian and turned to face him, removing the condom and throwing it flippantly in to the waste paper bin.

Christian crumpled his forehead and searched for an explanation.

"What the hell was that all about? Usually you don't fuck off until after I've come!"

"I didn't want you to come inside me"

"Sy, I was wearing a condom, that's sort of the point?"

"No, I don't mean that. I didn't want you to come inside me, because… I… I want to taste you"

He said the words and felt his cheeks tingle as he blushed and lay on the bed, face up so that his head was directly beneath Christian. Using one hand, he guided Christian's cock towards his mouth, stopping it so that it just rested on his moistened lips and he kissed it softly. He took Christian's buttocks in his hands and moved the top few centimetres of his cock in to his warm and appealing mouth. As Christian whimpered with pleasure, Syed took more of him in until his cock hit the back of his throat. Struggling not to gag, he sucked firmly, but considerately and locked his eyes on Christian's.

As Syed looked at him while taking him so deep, Christian was on the brink or orgasm. He thrust deeper in to his throat and shuddered as he came…

Syed felt invigorated as he felt Christian's hot creamy cum explode in to his mouth. He held it there for a few seconds, so that he could relish in his sweet, salty savour, before letting it trickle slowly down his throat.


Syed went in to the kitchen to get glasses of water while Christian fell back on to the bed, exhausted and aching from the days events.

"Wow, Sy. That was uh-maze-ing!"

As he went on to look ravenously for food, Syed shouted back from the kitchen.

"See… I told you"

Christian looked over quizzically,

"Told me what?"

Pulling his head out of the fridge and peering around the kitchen pillar, Syed flashed a cheeky grin.

"I'm cured!"