Date: Fri, 31 Aug 2012 07:43:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Aidan Greyson <mrgreyplease@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mac and Caleb 2

DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL.  It contains descriptions of
sexual activities between males.  If you are not over 18 years of age, or
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	I woke to someone nuzzling my neck, hard cock wedged between my ass
crack, arms around me. I smiled, remembering last night. My morning wood
twitched. I yawed, stretching as I did, arching my ass into Caleb's
groin. He tightened his hard, kissing me behind the ear.
	"Good morning, sexy," Caleb said, licking the edge of my ear. I
shuddered.
	"Good morning, delectable," I shot back. I parted my thighs,
sighing with contentment when he slipped a thigh in between.
	"Delectable?" he asked, teeth nibbling my neck down to my
shoulder. I raised an arm to wrap around his neck behind me, digging my
fingers into his hair. I bit my lip when he bit my shoulder, a hand sliding
down my body, down to cup my balls. I tightened my legs around his thigh,
grinding back into his cock gently.
	"Yes, 'cause you're good enough to eat, even though you didn't let
me eat you," I accused lightly, tugging his hair, tilting my head to the
side, leaving the side of my neck exposed. Caleb licked and bit his way up
my throat, kissing my cheek.
	"I'd rather eat you, but you'll get you chance later," he gripped
my chin, twisting my head until we were nose to nose. He wrapped his other
hand around my cock, squeezing. My eyelids fluttered a bit when he rubbed
his thumb on the head, spreading the precum. "But right now, I'd rather
fuck you senseless." He put his lips on mine, demanding entrance. I
willingly did so, lips parting. His tongue traced my lips, teasing, before
thrusting inside, imitating what he wanted me to do. He broke off, kissing
my Adam's apple.
	"Again?" I rasped out the question. He chuckled, nudging me to my
stomach.
	"Again," he confirmed, "You complaining?" He grabbed some lube off
his side table, kneading it on his dick, rubbing some on my asshole.
	"No, just asking," I got on my knees, reaching behind me to part my
butt cheeks. "Ready when you are," I said, anticipation making my cock
throb. He placed himself, cock at my hole, one hand on said cock, the other
at my hip. His lips touched the back of my neck, breath tickling. He eased
the head inside, popping in. He stopped, hands tightening on my hips.
	"Oh, God, you're still tight as fuck," he gasped, sliding himself
in, slow and easy. His cock brushed my love nub. I moaned, still adjusting
to him, forehead pressed to the bed. He pushed until I could feel his pubic
hair pressing to my back an ass. He began to draw back, sliding slowly back
in, only to repeat it, but instead of slowly going in, he thrust hard and
fast. It took my breath away.
	"Can you take it rough?" Caleb thrust, not relenting, with a steady
fast pace. I grunted a yes, hands gripping the bed sheets. "Hold on, Mac,"
Caleb warned, slipping a hand under my right leg, hoisting it up, pressing
it to my upper body. It opened me more, allowing him to go in even
deeper. I moaned, back arching. I was on fire, balls rising in sudden
jerks, only to relax down. "Mac, oh, Mac," Caleb slowed down, prolonging
the agonizing pleasure. He pressed his lips to my ear, panting. It turned
me on even more, especially when he managed to pinch my nipples.
	"God, Caleb!" My balls contracted up, more violently, cock
twitching, getting closer to the edge. Caleb fucked me slowly, the head of
his cock gently rubbing my button with ever slow thrust. I couldn't take it
anymore. I shoved my ass back, impaling myself hard. It helped, easing the
pleasure-pain, but not enough to catapult me over the edge.
	"Caleb, fuck me! Fuck me hard and fast, of God help me--" I was cut
off. Caleb speeded up, hips really slamming into me now, balls smacking my
own. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, I bit a pillow, moaning so
loud, that if Caleb's neighbors were asleep, they would be woken up by
me. I reached behind me, placing hand on Caleb's right ass cheek, gripping
it, encouraging him to fuck me harder still. I was surprised I hadn't cum
yet.
	As if on cue, Caleb groaned, "I'm gonna cum, Mac!" I shuddered. I
came, Caleb's teeth set on my shoulder, biting.
	"Ahhhh! Ca...oh God, Caleb!" I shot my load, spewing all over the
sheets. Caleb thrust, once, twice, three times before stopping, deep inside
me, cock twitching. I screamed, convulsing. Caleb shuddered and twitched
behind me, kissing my neck. I slumped down. exhausted. Caleb rolled to his
back, semi-hard cock popping out. I was on my side, facing him. Sweat
glistened on his face.
	"Wow..." he said, eyes closed. I smiled, enjoying the after
glow. "You cum a lot, you know?" he said, looking down between us at my
mess. I chuckled, blushing.
	"It's all your fault, lover boy."
	He grinned, "Lover boy?" He arched a brow.
	"Umm, well..." I stuttered, unsure of what I had said wrong. He
placed a finger on my lips.
	"Shh, sorry, I love your nicknames for me," he said softly. He
leaned in, pressing his soft lips to mine for a gentle kiss. "Clean up?" I
nodded.  ***
	In the shower, Caleb adjusted the water temperature. His bathroom
was a similar shade of blue as his room; very ocean-like. The walls were
really impressive, like it was sponged to imitate ocean waves.
	"Was this your sister, too?" I asked, looking around me. He
straightened away from the tub.
	"Yeah, Lauren has a good eye for these kind of things. I do
clothes, she does rooms," Caleb shrugged. "A shower's okay? The tub broke
awhile ago, and I haven't been able to fix it."
	I nodded, "Yeah, a shower is good, though I like the way I smell."
I got in the shower, water making its way down my body.
	He stepped in, "What do you smell of?"
	I leaned against the wall, "Well, for starters, of sex, and then
you."
	He pressed against me, "Oh, really? Do I smell good?" I pulled him
closer, twining my arms around his neck, gripping his hair.
	"Oh, yeah," I said against his lips. He kissed me with a groan,
tugging my hips to him, water making our bodies slick. Like me, he was hard
already. Our tongues dueling, Caleb grinded into me, hands fisting my wet
hair. He pushed me harder against the wall, hoisting me up. I wrapped my
legs around his waist.
	"Hold on," he said, fingers parting my ass, fingering my still wet
and slightly open hole. Grabbing shampoo, he squirted some on his hand,
coating his cock.
	"And here I was, hoping to go down on you," I said, holding on
tight to his shoulder. He grinned, pushing inside me. I bit my lip,
wincing.
	"You'll have to take a rain-check," he stilled, gripping my
hips. He trailed kisses from my jaw to my collarbone, occasionally
biting. He began to pump his hips, shifting me slightly to rake my prostate
with the head of his cock on every thrust. I really was moaning loudly now,
the tiles making everything echo.
	"I love to hear you moan," Caleb breathed, slamming into me. It
made me shiver, throwing me off the cliff. I screamed, digging my short
nails into his back, the heels of my feet urging him to push in deeper. I
came, though it really wasn't as much as it would have been twenty four
hours ago. Upon shooting a third time, Caleb groaned, stopping in mid
thrust to spasm, fingers digging into me. We both came down from the high
about the same time, though with me a bit weak in the knees.  ***
	Since I didn't have any clean clothes--it hadn't occurred to us to
put my wet and dirty ones in the wash-- Caleb let me wear some of his
clothing: black sweats with a grey shirt. No underwear, 'cause it would be
a bit--make that a lot-- loose on me. I was just too skinny to wear his
briefs without them falling.
	We spent the rest of the day together, watching a movie at his
place. Around seven, he said he was hungry for something greasy and
fast. We made our way to McDonald's. When Caleb insisted on paying for the
both of us, I protested. Eventually, I gave in, grumbling the whole time.
"Do you want to stay with me tonight?" I finished my chicken sandwich
before answering. I had to go to work tomorrow. I told him so.
	"Oh," he aid, disappointed. "When do you get off?" he
persisted. And then I realized that it made my ego swell, along with other
things.
	"Um, well, I do the closing shift," I said, scooping up ketchup
with a fry.
	"So you can stay." A statement, not a question.
	I sighed. "Not really. I promised my mom I'd have breakfast with
her." Again that disappointed "Oh."
	 "Sorry," I offered. He shrugged, drinking some soda.
	"I guess we'll see each other till Monday, then." He sounded kinda
depressed. I nodded, puzzled.
	"By the way, I called a friend of mine, told him about your car. It
should be at my place by now," he said, taking a huge bite out of his
BigMac. I thought it was ironic.
	"Um, well, thanks," I said, eating more fries. "I'll pay you back
for whatever he charged you."
	He shook his head, "Nah, he owed me a favor, so I called on it."
	I felt a tad uncomfortable, "Okay."
	"Can I have your number?" he asked out of the blue. I nodded. After
exchanging numbers, we left. The ride to his home was silent. And as he'd
said, my car was there.
	"You want to go inside for a drink?" I got out of the car, shaking
my head. "Nah, I've got laundry to do, but thanks for the offer anyways," I
said, peering inside my car for the keys.
	"They're in the mailbox," Caleb said, leaning back into his car.
	"Oh...well, I guess I'd better go," I looked at him, regretting
asking Sasha for extra hours. Caleb was staring at the ground, shuffling
his boot.
	"See you Monday?" I asked, stepping in front of him.
	He smiled. "You bet." He pulled me in for a kiss. It was slow and
gentle, lingering. He let me go. I smiled like a goof the entire way home.

***

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