The Reunion Show – part 14
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“I probably could’ve gotten you
then,” he continued. I laughed again at that. Then I faced
him a bit more and reached down to take out the studs, opening his
shirt up a bit. “What are you doing?” he asked, somewhat huskily.
“This.” I started rubbing the
top of his chest. Thank God for v-necks. I loved feeling
the hair on his pecks. I slowly rubbed them both and paid extra
attention to his nipples. Both were hard and I had learned in the
past few weeks that he loved when I focused on them.
“Oh, Logan,” he moaned as he reached
up and pulled my face down to meet his. We kissed upside down and
I slid my arms a bit further down his hairy chest and belly. I
took one hand out of his shirt and started massaging his bulging cock
with it. He was completely hard in seconds, as was I. Then
I sat up, pulling my hands off of him and breaking our kiss. “I
can’t do this anymore,” I said, exasperated.
“Do what anymore?” Scott looked
“This, this…camera shit. I
can’t fuckin’ wait anymore.” I stood up from the couch and
grabbed his hand. “Let’s go,” I said.
Scott was stunned. “Let’s go
“Scotty, I don’t care what happens to
us for doing this—“
“Doing what?” he interrupted.
I held him closely with his face in
my hands. “I. Can’t. Wait. Anymore.”
Suddenly it dawned on him. His
eyes lit up and he smiled his perfect fucking smile.
“Oh yeah?” he said seductively.
“What’cha got in mind.”
“Not what,” I corrected,
“where.” He had a questioning look on his face. Ever stay
in a room at the Peachtree Plaza?” I asked.
“Ohhhh, shit,” he smiled. “Hold
on. Be right back.” He left to go to the bedroom and was
back in seconds. Scott still had a big smile on his face.
“You’re crazy, you know?”
“Fuck it,” I said, opening up the
door to the studio and gesturing for him to go through.
As he walked by me his fingertips
traced my chin. “I fully intend to, Mr. Logan.”
I smiled and did a Magnum P.I.
eyebrow twitch thing. If you’re from the 80’s you know what I’m
talking about. “I was hoping you would, Mr. Dell.” I shut
the door and we headed for the elevators.
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This oughtta be funny, I
thought. Let’s see how the camera guys face this! Scott
looked over at me and then the cameraman in the elevator. I
smiled and winked at him. Turning to the cameraman I said, “Wanna
Lucky Pierre?” He just smiled and I could tell he was clueless.
“What in the hell is that?” Scott
“Well, that’s where I bang him while
your banging me. I’m the Lucky Pierre because I’m getting nailed
and nailing at the same time.”
It took a second to sink in and then
they both started laughing out loud. I kept a straight
face. “Logan, where do you get this shit?” Scott laughed.
The elevator doors opened and we
headed out to my Jimmy. “Sorry camera guy, gotta find your own
ride.” I didn’t even have to say anything because a guy pulled up
in a truck and the cameraman jumped into it.
Scott and I got into my truck.
I looked at him for a moment and said, “You ready?”
He rubbed his hands together like a
little kid. “Oh yeah!”
I laughed at him. “Dork.
I took off out of the parking lot
onto Ponce and headed west towards Peachtree Street. Traffic was
relatively light at that time of night and it was pretty easy for the
truck with the cameraman in it to follow us. I turned left at
Peachtree and headed south towards the main business district.
Atlanta sure is pretty at night, I thought. I could see the Plaza
ahead of me. If you remember the horrible Burt Reynolds movie
Sharky’s Machine from the early 80’s you’ll remember the Peachtree
Plaza. It’s a round building with a pair of elevators that takes
you from the lobby straight up through the roof and then up the outer
side of the hotel to the Sundial Restaurant. I’d never stayed
there before but then again, tonight would be the first for more than
just where I was going to sleep.
I turned right onto International
Boulevard and pulled into valet at the rear of the building. I
took my ticket from the valet and we hurried into the building.
We rode the escalators to the main lobby level that we had seen earlier
that evening when we went to dinner. I strode up to the front
desk and a really good looking cashier was standing there.
“May I help you sir?” he asked.
“Yes. I’d like a room as high
up as you can get, preferably facing north on Peachtree.”
Click-click-click as he typed into
his computer. “Yes, sir.” He asked for the credit card
schpiel and we got through that riggamarole. “Here’s your cardkey
Mr. Logan. Room 6805.”
“What, nothing on 69?” Scott said
I rolled my eyes. “Please
excuse him, he’s forgotten that he’s here to get laid.” Scott
burst out laughing when I said that. The cashier’s eyes glinted a
bit and his mouth turned down to suppress a laugh. Spotting the
cameraman he said, “I’m sorry sir, but the Plaza does not allow cameras
into the hotel itself.”
I turned to look at the camera.
“Don’t that suck! Well, just pretend we’re going to the potty for
a long time and you can’t get us on tape.” I took the cardkey and
Scott and I headed towards the elevator lobby, sans cameraman.
Once we got into the elevator he
couldn’t keep his hands off of me. He pulled me to him and we
immediately started making out. I held his face in my hands as he
squeezed his arms around me. We were like friggin’ dogs in heat;
tongues lapping at each other, grinding our cocks into each other,
moaning into each others’ mouth. The elevator slowed and we
stopped to compose ourselves. Ding! Elevator doors
open. 68th floor, the sign said. We walked around and found
6805, the whole time Scott was grabbing my ass.
“Would you quit it!” I said.
“You’re acting like a virgin getting his first taste of tail,” I
laughed, slipping the cardkey into the lock.
“Well,” he whispered in my ear, “if
the shoe fits…”
I stopped halfway into the door and
looked at him. “No way!”
He smiled and pushed me into the
room. “Way.” The door clicked shut behind him and he looked
up at the same time I did. “Holy shit” we said at the same
time. The view from the room was incredible. Out in the
hallway you have no idea what it looks like outside, but in here,
damn! Our room was actually facing northeast a little bit, the
temple building was to our right and the rest of Peachtree Street
flowed away straight ahead. One cool thing about the Atlanta
skyline is that all of the tops of the newer buildings are really
distinct and well lit. Scott stayed at the window and I walked
over to turn off the lights in the room. The city lights lit up
the room completely. It was breathtaking to say the least.
I looked at Scott’s silhouette and
walked over to him, slipping my arms between his and his body, sliding
my hands over his chest. “God, what a view” he said. I
slowly started rocking back, moving his body with mine as we looked at
the city. He turned his head a bit and asked, “You humming what I
think you are?” To tell you the truth I wasn’t even paying
attention and I said so. Turning to face me fully, “Can’t help
lovin’ that man of mine,” he sang.
Our arms were around each other and I
was breathing quickly. “You’ve never…” and my voice trailed off.
He laughed quietly and smiled.
“But you dated girls in
school.” I remembered a girl or three that he had gone out with.
“Never,” he repeated looking into my
“I…I’m stunned,” was all I could say,
shaking my head.
“Gave ‘em all blue balls.” I
laughed out loud at this.
I closed my eyes and could feel
myself letting go. “Scott…God, can you just sing a little more to
me.” I put my head against his strong chest. He wrapped his
arms around me again.
“He can come home, as late as can
be. Home without him, ain’t no home to me. Can’t
help…lovin’ that man….of mine.” I was almost to tears.
Sounds sappy I know but I was a mess of highs and, well, highs.
“Scott…you gotta know…” I paused.
“What,” he whispered.
“You gotta know…I’m dyin’ to…”
A big beautiful smile appeared on his
face. He looked so damn good in the city lights that were shining
into the room. “Dyin’ to what, Mike.”
I swallowed big and still looking
into his eyes said, “dyin’ to…love you.”
His smile faded and he looked serious
suddenly. “Oh God, Logan,” he said and holding my face in his
hands kissed me—hard! Dammit, like a man means to kiss another
man! Nothing else was said. We stood there holding each
other, our mouths mashing each other’s, tongues thrashing around.
Shit it feels awesome kissing a man with whiskers, I thought.
Scott was pretty eager about the
whole thing. Yeah, as if I wasn’t! He took my jacket off of
me and then flung his own off. I finished pulling the studs out
of the shirt and took a minute to feel his chest up and down. I’m
really a pec man so I started rubbing and grabbing at them, not too
rough but strong enough that he knew I wanted some good hard
man-sex. He leaned over and started sucking, licking and chewing
on my neck.
While he licked on my neck I tilted
my head back and he unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off of my
body. I was about hyperventilating from breathing so quick, he
had me turned on so damn bad. We stopped disrobing long
enough to back me up
towards the bed. The back of my knees hit it and I sat down on
the edge. Taking advantage of my vantage point I started rubbing
his hardon through his pants. “Fuck,” was all he moaned. I
knew how he liked it too. Stiffening my fingers I raked my nails
up and down his shaft through his pants. If it was bare skin it
would’ve hurt, but we had two layers of clothes on. Two too many,
in my opinion.
Scott took his t-shirt off and I
immediately started licking his taught, hairy
belly. My goatee tickled his stomach a bit and he giggled like a
kid. I distracted him by squeezing his ass and his cock at the
same time, then licked and tongued all around his belly. His
hands were on my head, stroking my hair, as my hands rubbed and
squeezed all around his chest.
I sat back and looked up at his
eyes. The light from the city illuminated both of us. He
looked so goddamned sexy, standing there with his shirt off, the hairs
on his chest silhouetted in the dark. He dropped one hand to his
side and caressed my face with the other. Keeping my eyes on his
I reached to unbuckle his pants. I unbuttoned his pants and
slowly slid the zipper down his raging hardon. Then I slid my
hands over his ass and slipped them between his underwear and his skin,
slowly pulling them down. Scott’s dick got caught on the
waistband at first, but then popped up, slapping him in the
belly. I slid his pants the rest of the way to the floor and he
kicked them off. Reaching between his legs, which he opened
slightly, I started tickling his t’aint and his asshole.
I kept that up and stroked from his
hole to his nuts, back and forth. “Fuck, Logan,” he
growled. I loved it when he said that. With my other hand I
held his rock hard dick away from him and put the head right into my
lips, tasting his pre-cum. He was really leaking steadily.
“Ahh, bull’s eyeeeeeee” he said as I swooped down and buried my nose
into his pubes, his nuts pressing against my chin. “Oh shit!” he
hissed. I kept him buried to the hilt and flexed my throat around
him. I knew this drove him crazy. I backed off and plunged right back
down again, holding on as long as I could. Over and over I did
this and it made him insane. His head rolled around on his neck
and I moved my hands up onto his chest, pinching and rolling his
nipples in my fingers. This went on for a heavenly eternity and
he finally had to stop me.
“Christ, Mike,” and he kissed me,
pushing me back onto the bed, laying down on top of me. I felt
his granite cock pressing against mine, which was still trapped in my
pants. We made out like that for a while, with his cock dry
humping me I was about insane with lust. He rolled off of me and
I scooted up onto the bed a bit. Then Scott started raising my
shirt, all the while kissing and licking my stomach. “God, these
are getting harder,” he complimented the workouts on my abs.
“So’s my dick! Now hush!”
He laughed out loud. I pulled my t-shirt off and he suddenly
snapped and went apeshit on my chest. Just licking and pinching
and pulling with his lips. “Damn son,” I moaned.
“I’ve been wanting this for way too
fuckin’ long,” he panted.
“Slow down” I chuckled. “We
have all night.”
He looked up at me. “Yeah we
do, don’t we.” I nodded. “Do you think you could really do
it? Love me, I mean?” He sounded so innocent it tore my
“Oh man,” I moaned and pulled his
face to mine. We kissed like mad men, beards scratching, hands
groping. I felt his
hand start to rub my cock and I moaned into his mouth. He undid
my pants and unzipped them. With both knees on one side of my
head he leaned over to pull my pants off of me. I lifted my ass
to help him and kicked off my shoes. He pushed my pants over my
knees and I kicked them off onto the floor.
For the first time he took my cock
into his hand and started licking the head. “Man,” I
hissed. All the times we’d fooled around he only jacked me off.
“Is that ok?” he asked, concerned.
“I didn’t tell ya to stop, did I?”
He started licking around the head
again, then up and down the shaft like a lollipop. I wedged my
head in between his legs. He
got the message and moved his leg over to the other side of my
head. I reached my arms around his legs and took his cock
into my mouth, pulling him down onto my face. With my nose in his
balls I clenched my throat around his shaft again. All I heard
from him were moans and then he took half of my dick into his warm, hot
mouth. He kept swirling his tongue around and around while I
hummed on his big dick. We kept that up for what seemed like
hours. I thought I felt his balls tightening up as he sped up and
took more of my cock into his throat, but I wanted him to last a little
I pulled my mouth off of his swollen,
throbbing cock and with my arms pulled his knees down my body a little
bit. I saw the prize I was looking for. That fine ass
of his. I didn’t even wait, just plunged my tongue onto his
hole. He went insane and buried my bone completely into his
mouth. I thought I’d go nuts from the sensations he was giving
me, so I distracted myself by swirling my tongue around his hole.
Taking his mouth off of me, Scott
said, “Fuck, Logan! Shit! You’re killing me,” and he
gobbled my cock right back up. I kept licking and sucking at his
asshole, massaging his ass while he rocked his body on my mouth.
He pulled my legs all the way back and backed off of my dick.
Then he licked from the head, down the shaft and across the balls, down
onto my asshole. He kept
that up, driving me nuts, while I rimmed him for what seemed like an
“Oh God, Mike. Please stop!” he
panted. I ignored him. “Dammit” he moaned and he laid his
face in my crotch, panting like he’d just ran a marathon. I
really let into him, licking and swirling my tongue around hole.
He really went berserk when I stuck my tongue into him and started
tongue-fucking him. “Arrrrggggg! Please… fuck!”
Finally the poor guy couldn’t take it any longer. “Oh, dammit,
wait!” and he rolled off of me. I laughed a bit at that.
“Did you like that?” I asked
He turned around and started kissing
me on the chest and neck. Scott evidently likes my neck. As
our tongues wrestled in each others’ mouths we ground our cocks
together. We were thrashing around and rolling around that bed
like…well, two guys really hot for each other! I stopped kissing
him and held his face.
“Scott,” I breathed.
“Yeah?” He was pretty out of
“Please, please tell me you brought
“Now would I wanna upset my little
Logan,” he said, smirking.
“Get it. Now,” I said. I
was actually trembling at the thought of taking his big dick up my
ass. But I lusted after Scott too much. I had to have
it. I had to have him!
He rooted around his jacket and held
up the tube, smiling. I took it from him.
“You lie back,” I said. He did
and I leaned in to kiss him.
“You sure about this?” he said
“I’m more sure about this than
anything in my life,” I said. He smiled really big.
I squirted some of the lube onto my
hands and started slowly gripping the cool gel up and down his
shaft. Man, it was big. I decided to play with
him for a minute and I just started jacking him with both hands
clenched around his girth, swirling my fisted hands up and down.
“Oh, Christ,” he said.
“No, call me Mike,” I said
smiling. I put a little more gel onto his dick and then straddled
him with my ass. I parted my ass cheeks a little bit and felt the
cool lube on my asshole. It felt slick and I started rubbing my
ass back and forth over his dick, getting myself nice and
slick. Scott reached forward to take my dick in his hand and he
jacked it as I moved back and forth. I threw my head back and
moaned in ecstasy. With his other hand he started playing with my
chest and my nipples. I couldn’t wait any longer.
I leaned up a little bit and reached
beneath me to hold onto his cock. I felt it pressing at my
asshole and I was really nervous. I’m not into pain and I’d never
done this before but had always heard how great it felt. His
spongy head was mashed against my lips and I pushed down—hard!
Finally the head popped in and I gasped. Gawd that hurt!
“You okay?” he asked. I could
tell he was concerned.
“Yep,” I winced. “Gimme a
sec.” After a moment or two I started so sit down a bit.
Damn, but my ass wasn’t used to anything like this. I leaned up
and felt his cock sliding out. Before I could think twice I sat
back down a little more.
“Owwwww,” we both moaned. I
kept rocking back and forth, taking a little bit more at a time.
Fuck, I didn’t think I’d ever bottom out! Scott started sliding
his dick in and out while I rode him a bit. I finally took a deep
breath and sat all the way down. I couldn’t breathe! So I just
clung to his hairy pecs. I lay down on his chest. “Scott—“
“You did it,” he said. I could
see in the light from the window that he was smiling. I couldn’t
help but smile back.
“Yeah, I did, didn’t I.” I
leaned up and kissed him slow and easy. As we were kissing he
started fucking me, nice and slow. In and out I could feel that
granite hard cock sliding. I started riding him to meet his slow
thrusts. His arms went around me and we started kissing.
Honest to God at that moment I felt complete. I had his mouth on
mine and his hardness inside me. I broke our kiss and figured I’d
really let go, so I
leaned back onto my hands and started lifting and lowering my pelvis
onto is cock.
“Fuck,” I moaned. At this angle
he was banging my prostate over and over. My dick was hard and
spilling pre-cum, and it needed attention— badly. Scott read my
mind and grabbed the lube, then reached down and wrapped both of his
big strong hands around my cock. My rhythm riding him was also
jacking me off in his hands.
Back and forth I rode. Up and
down. I’d rotate and squirm my formerly-virgin ass on his
impaling member. Each time I slid down, with him inside me fully,
I let out a low grunt as his head mashed into my prostate.
“C’mere” I said to Scott, and he sat up. I held his head in my
hands and we kissed like maniacs, all the while speeding up on the
ride. I couldn’t hold back any more. Hell, I couldn’t hold
back at all! His tight fist on my cock and the feel of his belly
hair on my dick head every time it poked above his hand was more than I
could take. “Man! I’m about to cum,” I whispered. Scott
picked up speed and started thrusting into me even harder, letting my
dick go to clutch my body to his. My dick was fully rubbing on
his stomach and I could feel that familiar tingling behind my knees,
shooting up to my nuts as I slammed my ass down onto him.
The first couple of pulses of my
orgasm nearly sent me into orbit, then I just hollered “Arrrgggg.
Mmmmmm! Fuckkkkk” as he fucked the cum right out of me. I
had never, and I mean never, cum like that before. It was so
fuckin’ intense. He kept thrusting in and out of my ass as I blew
my load between our chests. I could feel the thick warm fluid
mixing between us and I threw my arms around his neck and started deep
kissing him, our mouths chewing on each others. My body
involuntarily shuddered as my cock head was stroked by our stomach
hair. “Shit!” I moaned. “Can’t breathe!” I panted.
Scott laughed softly at that.
As he slowly laid me onto my back I
kept my legs wrapped around his ass. He gently kept pumping his
hard cock into and out of my ass. “I swear I thought you gonna
grip my dick off,” he said softly, laughing. I had to laugh at
“Man, I wish I’d done that sooner,” I
said, referring to getting fucked.
“I’m glad you didn’t,” he said, still
pumping slowly into me.
“Me too,” and I held him close to
kiss him. Scott and I made out like that for a while until he
started picking up a little bit of speed. I released him and
said, “How ‘bout some more lube.”
He stopped thrusting and smiled at
me. “Alrighty.” Then he slowly pulled out. The cool
air hit my asshole and I shivered a bit. I felt completely empty
and wanted him inside me again. He got back on the bed and rolled
me over onto my stomach. Pulling my ass up into the air a bit I
felt his mouth and tongue on my surely now-swollen ass lips.
After taking his cock and the hard grinding we did his soft lips and
tongue drove me insane. I was moaning and bucking my ass against
his mouth. Finally, he took his face from my ass and I felt him
line up his dick. I braced myself as he popped his head in,
then slowly sank it in to the hilt.
I sighed and said, “Now we’re
Scott immediately started sliding his
cock in and out, getting my engines revved up again. He pulled my
ass more into the air and I lay with my face on the bed. Scott
stood up and started to squat-fuck me. “Ohhh, dammmm,” I moaned
as he picked up speed and started fucking my ass really good. The
angle that he was pile driving my ass had him again hitting my
prostate. I was exhausted and just lay there while Scott banged
some life back into my spent dick. He really started picking up
and was trying to nail me from every angle.
With every insertion I felt like a
depth charge was going off in my ass. After a few minutes of this
sweet torture he got back down on his knees and, leaning back, started
long-dicking me. “Awww fuck,” I kept saying, and grunting.
His staying power was almost exhausting. After banging me that
way for a while he pushed me down fully onto the bed and slid his legs
on top of mine. He reached his hands up beneath mine and grabbed
onto my shoulders, then he slowly hunched his dick up into me.
“Unh…unh…unh” was all the sound I was making as he leaned in and kissed
my neck and the top of my back. I could feel his strong chest
writhing around on my back as he fucked me senseless. I just lay
on the side of my face and he kept whispering my name over and over,
telling me he was crazy about me.
Scott leaned back and raised one of
my legs a bit, then slid his legs up towards my body. Now that
was interesting! We were sort of like two letters “Y” hooked
together at the “V”. Then he really started pounding it to me,
the whole time rubbing my cock and my balls, then up to my chest and
down again. He had me hard in seconds as he power drove his dick
into me. This guy was just awesome. He hit places I didn’t
even know existed. Each of us were grunting and groaning.
Scott turned me a bit more and now both of my legs were in the
air. He started deep dicking me again, then he’d drive himself
all the way in, stop, and wriggle his cock around in my ass. Then
he’d start that all over again, making me insane.
We were two guys hot in man-lust and
he banged me senseless. He placed his hands on my chest and
leaned onto me, just driving me nuts with his cock. I gripped
onto my cock, which was hard as stone again, and started jacking myself
off. He had fucked me so hard for so long that I was ready to
blow my load any second. I could tell he was close as he picked
up speed and kept throwing his head back. He kept grunting,
“Logan,” over and over.
After a minute of jaking myself I
could feel my load beginning to blow again. It wasn’t as big as
before but I made another mess between us. Fuck, I was addicted
to prostate orgasms! My ass really gripped around his big, hard
dick and he started growling. As Scott power drove my ass he lay
fully on my body and reaching beneath my back, grabbed onto my
shoulders. Suddenly he hollered out “Fuck!”, then he pulled back
and slammed back home “Oh, fuck!” He pulled back and drove his
cock into me as he flooded my guts with his cum. I didn’t
think he’d ever stop cumming. Finally I felt his back muscles
relax and he was breathing like he’d swum ten miles. He went to
pull off of me but I squeezed him tighter with my legs. “You’re
not going anywhere,” I said. He laughed and dropped down onto my
chest, still breathing heavily.
“How was that?” he panted.
I laughed a bit. “That was the
most fuckin’ incredible experience.” I held him close to
me. Gawd, there’s nothing like feeling a man laying on your body,
chest against chest, with his cock in your ass. I started to
slowly stroke and massage his back. He sighed. “I’m at a
loss for words,” I said.
Scott looked up and said, “You don’t
need to say anything,” and he kissed me. Still breathing hard he
said, “I don’t wanna crush you,” and he moved to get off of me.
“Please. Stay where you’re
at. I love this…feeling.” He smiled and laid back down on
my chest. Slowly I could feel his cock deflating in my ass.
After a few minutes of laying like that he rolled off of my body and I
shivered at the sudden cool air. Scott rolled me over onto my
side and spooned in behind me. I could feel his package at my ass
but he wasn’t hard. I decided then and there that I had to have
him in my life, and I’d do whatever I could to keep him there.
He slowly rubbed my chest. Both
of us were completely spent. “I think I could love you, too,” he
“You think?” I said, busting his
“Ok, you got me. I know I could
love you. You absolutely have my heart, Logan,” he murmured.
“And you’ve got mine.” A tear
rolled down over my nose. I was so happy…a little scared…but
really happy. His arm still draped over my side. 'I feel so
safe' was my last thought before I drifted off to sleep.
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Alright guys and gals, that’s what
you’ve been waiting for. There’s more to come so I hope I don’t
lose anyone now that the sex has happened. Don’t want this to
turn into another “Moonlighting.”
Let me know!