Saturday, December 25, 2010

The Joy of Topping

He tells me to go gently, that it's been a while since he's bottomed. I ask him how it feels and he answers with a sharp intake of breath. The image of me sliding in and out of him is almost too much.

The way it started off was hot. No pretenses. We barely said two words to each other as I entered his apartment. He'd been waiting for me and it was late and we were horny. I got into his bed, wearing just my boxers and a tank. He climbed on top of me and I felt his hard on. Immediately, he kissed my neck, sending delicious shivers down my spine. "Is this alright?" he asked, looking into my eyes, his lips barely inches from mine, and I nodded. There were brief yet teasing kisses on my lips. He pulled on my bottom lip with his teeth, and kissed his way from my chin to my chest. "You kept me waiting for so long," he whispered right before taking my right nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting. I may have attempted to say something then. My lips may have moved and something unintelligible uttered.
All that is inconsequential because the very next moment he looked up from my chest, asking "did you bring it?" I smiled. Hurriedly, he removed my boxers and ran his tongue around my engorged clit. I buckled and gasped. "Can you put it on?" he asked as he got up. He slowly took off his pajama pants and I watched the emergence of his smooth round ass. The slowness may have been for my benefit. He got back on the bed on all fours and I stared at his ass some more. I put on the strap, condom-ed and lubed my cock. Getting behind him, I pushed on his upper back so his chest was flat on the bed and his ass at just the right angle. I ran my hands over his ass and grabbed a handful as I slowly pushed into him. His first moan was followed by a "fuck". I stopped and watched his ass cheeks push back against my cock. That was my cue.

Much later, after I'd made us switch positions and situated him on top of me, he came. Loudly. Looking up, I caught him staring down at me. "You prefer topping, don't you?" he asked. "With you I do." I said and a sly smile lifted the corners of his mouth.