Free AwayTeam by Mark Alders Page B

between his legs was one Ely could enjoy forever and ever. He reached out an cupped them, letting Emerson know he was ready.
    Seconds later, he came to lick Emerson, starting at the back of his balls and working up until he was teasing the rim of his arsehole, grabbing his buttocks and pulling them open wider. Emerson gasped and arched his back, opening his legs as far as they could go without being uncomfortable.
    Ely then licked his hole, moving in circles, making sure he kept his tongue as ridged as he could so as to give Emerson the full sensation of his attention. The feeling of his lover's arsehole skin against his working tongue, the musk he was enveloped within, all was enough to bring Ely to the edge. He pulled away, but not because he didn't want to continue, but because he wanted to keep going. How long he had licked him, he couldn't tell. All he knew was that Emerson was saturated in saliva, just like his cock and balls were earlier.
    Ely caught his breath. His heart was racing, the blood rushing loud in his ears. He was near climax and had to stop, to take a moment to pause before starting over. He didn't want to blow his load before he even got his dick into Emerson, before he was surrounded by his tightness.
    "You're hole is so sweet," Ely said, bringing the dildo to Emerson's arsehole.
    "Oh, Ely." Emerson groaned some more. "You're wonderful."
    Ely ran the tip of the dildo around Emerson's arsehole, getting as much lubricant on him as possible. He remembered his lover's advice from last night, making sure the action with the toy wasn't forceful enough for penetration, but to prepare. Again Emerson gasped. After a moment, he added, "You can push it in, if you like. I'm ready."
    Ely did so. Making sure he went in with the dildo as slow as he could, give time for Emerson to accept the length of the toy without causing pain. It was fascinating, erotic and oh, so wonderful to see the head of the dildo disappear into Emerson's hole, stretching it.
    Again, with care and slow, fluid movements, Ely worked the dildo to a gentle rhythm, pushing it in as far as he dared and pulling it out just enough so that the rim of its head became visible. He did this over and over, all the while Emerson let out cries of ecstatic joy, his balls swaying hypnotic in time with each push Ely made.
    "Do you want more, my Sonny?"
    Emerson didn't reply. Ely couldn't blame him, the man was in the throes of ecstasy. His whole body seemed to shudder, his breaths more like panting. Ely knew the time was right. He pulled out the toy, placing it onto the top of the chest of drawers. He sidled into position, grabbing Emerson's waist.
    It was then Emerson said, "Oh, yes. Now, my Ely. Now!"
    With that encouragement, Ely touched Emerson's arsehole with his dick. Emerson continued to let out his gasps, the sounds spurring Ely on. Within a blink of an eye, he sunk his length into his lover, his cock going in without effort. The dildo had well and truly prepared him for Ely's love.
    Ely came to kiss Emerson on his back and neck while he built up his own rhythm, while his cock became surrounded by the heat of his lover's flesh. Now it was Ely's turn to gasp. He tingled all over. Nothing compared to having a man's arse, and Emerson's was one awesome arse.
    Emerson turned his head, coming so he could kiss Ely. His face was bright red, his lips even more so. Soon they touched tongues and Ely knew he wouldn't be long before his climax would reach him. He could already feel his balls tighten, his stomach churn with wave upon wave of pleasure.
    Ely pushed himself in as deep as he could go. His whole body was submerged in Emerson's love, just how he wanted it to be. The man let out more delicious yelps, filled the cabin with one clear message. Ely had done good.
    Then it happened.
    Ely let everything go and his whole body shuddered. Both of them panted as they kissed and writhed, their heated skin the bridge that joined them. More and more he felt his dick pulse