Date: Thu, 27 Sep 2001 02:48:15 -0400
From: John West <jwest965@hotmail.com>
Subject: Super Trooper, Pt. 2

Thanks to all of you who sent comments on Super Trooper.  The following is
a continuation of the story.  I hope you will enjoy...

Disclaimer: Once again for those who might not be here on purpose, this
story depicts gay male sex.  Read no further if this offends you, or if it
might land you in trouble.  For those who choose to read, know that I
choose not to have my characters use safe sex.  I can do that because it's
fiction.  Be safe.

	I, TROOPER

	Recap and Chapter 1

My world was turned upside down by a guy named Brice Jackson.

I first caught a quick glimpse of him when he sped past me on the
interstate.  My name's Jake Logan.  I'm a Virginia State Trooper, and I was
on radar duty that late afternoon.

He was driving a late model black Jeep Wrangler, and was doing 75 mph down
I-85.  I caught up with him on an off-ramp a few exits down.  After pulling
him over, I approached him and was glad I was wearing my jock that kept my
cock restrained.  He was sitting there in shorts, his dark-haired legs
spread, and his nice fat cock snaking down one side.  'Something' was on
his mind, and I was trying to keep my mind clear, and focused on my duties.

After giving him a warning, and he headed down the road, I realized that I
still had his driver's license.  I finished out my shift that Friday and
decided to deliver it to him.  I could have mailed it to him, but the
desire to check out this stud again was strong, and I was off for the
weekend and had plenty of time on my hands.

I found him in his pool, on what I call an estate.  It was a huge old
house, with lots of land.  One thing led to another and it was discovered
that we both were gay.
  Only there was one big problem.  We were both tops.  Brice had a crazy
idea that we would have a race in his pool, the prize being a piece of the
loser's ass.  He loaned me a pair of trunks, and as I was changing I
noticed several swimming trophies in his bedroom.  "Well WELL" I thought to
myself.  "He thinks he's gonna win this easily".  Little did he know that I
was a swim champ myself.  So, we raced and I won.  I knew right away that
he wasn't a bit happy with the outcome, so I let him off.  He offered me to
stay for dinner and to shower off.  I accepted, still enjoying his company,
even though a fuck was out of the question, or so I thought.

As I was finishing up my shower, Brice came into the bathroom.  Things
started getting more interesting when he caught sight of my cock.  Now I've
got a nice piece of meat.  As I told him, it gets to 10 inches when I'm
good and horny.  Brice was making me hornier that I'd been in a long, long
time.  He saw my cock swinging between my legs and swooned.  He was on his
knees and sucking dick like a pro.  For some reason I let him slip a couple
of fingers up my ass while he slurped away.  I usually don't deal with any
assplay, but was making exceptions for him left and right.  Before I knew
it I blew a load down his throat.  It was so intense that I lost my balance
and fell over onto him.  Brice took advantage of that situation, picked my
ass up and carried me off to a bedroom.  I was just letting all of my
defenses go and the next thing I knew he had my legs up in the air and was
sucking on my balls.  He then moved to my asshole.  I had never been
rimmed, and he was obviously quite skilled at the art of ass munching.
Damn!  I think I had a couple of orgasms without actually ejaculating!  It
was fucking great!
  And speaking of fucking...

"You want me to fuck you?" he asked.  He had me going and I just wanted to
keep feeling like that.

I couldn't believe myself, but I agreed to let him fuck me.

"Are you sure about this Jake?  You let me off the hook.  Now's your
chance.
  What's it gonna be?" he asked.

"Just fuck me man!  I want it!"  I begged him.

He must have really loosened me up, because I was surprised how easy that
fat cock went in.  He pinned my legs back and fucked me royally.  Surely a
skilled fucker, he massaged my prostate until I went limp with pleasure.
Being a bottom wasn't so bad.  Truthfully it was great!

He picked up the pace more than once.  He was like a well-oiled engine, and
I was enjoying every bit of it.

"Oh shit, I'm yours Brice.  Use that ass!  Give me the fucking hot dick!
Fuck me!  Oh damn you fucker!  Fuck that ass!" I yelled out at him.

Man, I'll never forget that.  Brice was one hot lover!

Afterwards we washed up again and enjoyed the dinner that Brice fixed for
us.  We spent the rest of the evening entangled in each other's arms.

I found myself awake early the next morning, with Brice lying against me;
his face nestled on my chest.  I looked down at him, sleeping so
peacefully.  The moonlight accented the curves of his naked body, showing
off his muscle tone.  I drank in the sight.  What was happening to me?  I
had been around a bit, enjoyed playing the field.  But this seemed
different.  I didn't want to think about the 'L' word.  As much as I
enjoyed the company of men (and the sex), I wasn't one to think that
relationships between two men could work.  Still, there was this nagging
feeling.  Slowly I drifted back to sleep, content to feel this man in my
arms.

Brice was gone when I woke up a few hours later.  After searching the house
I noticed him outside, talking to someone.  I watched him, and the man he
was with, for a minute or two.  What were they doing out there this early?
My curiosity got the best of me and I headed for the door.  As I made my
way out to the garden area where they were, the man was already leaving.
He was an attractive man; dark hair, nice build, a bit older than either
Brice or I.  Maybe in his early to mid thirties.  Brice noticed me coming
and headed in my direction.

"Good morning", I said.

"Good morning to you", Brice said as he walked past me.  His response
seemed cold.  Or maybe it was my imagination.

"Who was that you were talking to?"  I asked.

He stopped and turned to me.  "That's Tony.  He's an old friend."

"Are you always such an early bird?"

"Sometimes.  I had things to do this morning, plus I needed to clear my
mind", he said.

"Oh", I said, not quite sure how to take that.  "Maybe I shouldn't have
stayed the night", I thought to myself.  Feeling a little weird, I told him
"I guess I've got stuff to do today too.  Maybe I should be heading on,
huh"

"You don't need to leave, if you don't want to.  I just know that I'm going
to be busy today."

"Well then, I guess I should get my things" I said, feeling more than a bit
dejected.

"Need any help with anything?"  He asked.

"Nah, I can get it," I said.

"Can you show yourself out?"

"Sure can."

"Well then, I guess that's it," he said.

"I guess."

"Listen Jake.  Last night was great.  Really mind blowing."

"It was nice, wasn't it?" I said, trying to peer into his evasive eyes.

"Mmm Hmm.  So, I'll see you around?"  He asked.

"Sure.  See you around."

Brice reached out and put his hand on my shoulder, giving it a squeeze and
a little shake.  He then retreated to the direction that his 'friend' Tony
had gone.

I turned and all I could think was that I wished I had given him a damn
ticket the day before!


	Chapter 2

There I was, mister tough marine guy, Trooper Logan, so mad that I could
feel tears in my eyes as I drove away from the house, down the long lane.
Only a few hours earlier I was pondering my true feelings for this guy, and
before I knew it he had all but kicked me in the gut with the way he had
acted.

"Ok Logan, get yourself together" I told myself.  "You got screwed
(literally) and used.  Get over it."

All that day I was in a foul mood.  I couldn't stop thinking about how
great the sex was the night before, but how distant Brice was that morning.
What had I done, or not done?  I was going to have to 'clear my mind' as he
had said earlier.  I guess I was wrong to even think anything might come of
it.  I should have known.

More than three weeks passed, and I still had daily thoughts of Brice.  And
more than a few times I extended my patrol to drive past his place, even
though I couldn't see the house from the road.  I just couldn't shake him.
Damn it!  What the hell had happened to me?  I seriously needed to get my
life back.

I finally got a break from my thoughts when I got a call from my cousin
Sean.  He was headed through the area on a business trip and wanted to stay
for a few days to visit.  Sean and I spent a lot of time together as kids
and have remained close.  He would be good for me, and hopefully help to
get my mind off of Brice.  I had to work on the day he was supposed to
arrive, so I told him to meet me at a diner in town.  We'd have lunch, and
I'd give him a key to my place.  He was waiting for me outside the diner
and we went in.

The diner was a favorite local hangout with tall booths and the usual diner
décor.  The food was pretty good, and cheap to boot.  We took our seats,
and then I headed for the restroom.  As I put my hand out to push the
restroom door open it swung back and there was Brice.  We almost ran into
each other.  He looked surprised, smiled a bit and said, "Oh, hello.
How've you been?"

I found it hard to look directly at him and said, "Doing ok.  Keeping busy.
You here for lunch?"

"Just finishing up.  Try the special.  It's good today."

"I may do that.  Thanks."

We couldn't have had drier, or smaller, small talk.

"Well, don't let me keep you", I said.  "See ya."

"Yeah, see ya," he said, and turned to leave.  I noticed that his friend
Tony was standing in the aisle, waiting for him.

I finished up in the restroom and headed back to Sean.  As I sat down, I
saw Brice and Tony at the counter, paying for their lunch.  They glanced
our way as they left.  I was glad that I wasn't alone!  And being with Sean
made it even better.  Sean had the classic Irish roughness about him, sandy
hair and green eyes.  When we were younger, we could have passed for
brothers, but he was slightly smaller than me now.  Still, he was a catch.
I told him about me being gay years ago, and he has always been great about
it.  He noticed that I was watching them leave.

"Hey cousin, somebody you know?" He asked.

"Yeah", I said sort of gloomily.

"Somebody you wish you didn't know, or somebody you wish you knew better?"

"Oh, I don't know", I said as I watched them walk past the front window and
then disappear.

"Uh, oh.  Jacob's got it bad!"  Sean laughed and tossed his napkin at me.

"You don't know what you're talking about, Sean."

"I know enough to recognize pining eyes.  You want to talk about it?"

"Does it show that bad?" I asked.

We talked all through lunch.  It was good to share my feelings with
someone.

"Well Jacob, the way I see it is you've either got to get him out of your
system, or talk to him and tell him how you feel."

"Easier said than done, Sean."

"I can't believe this is my cousin Jacob.  This is the guy who doesn't let
anyone or anything get to him!"

"You're telling me?  I can't believe it either.  And I don't know what to
do."

"Like I said, you need to make a decision.  But, if there's one thing I've
learned, it's to go with your heart."

Sean and I had a nice visit, and the time together was too short.  He told
me that he was about to propose to his girlfriend, and all about his branch
of the Logan family.  I tried my best to talk about things, but found
myself too often drifting to thoughts of Brice.  As he left he told me that
I was hopelessly in love.

"It can't be love.  We were only together less than twenty four hours."

Plus, I don't fall in love.


	Chapter 3

Call it pride.  Call it fear.  Another week went by and I still couldn't
bring myself to contact Brice.  I kept myself busy by working as much as
possible.  When not working I was at the gym or in the pool at my condo.
Glancing in the mirror one day I noticed that the one thing good about it
all was that I was looking pretty good.

One morning I found myself in my cruiser on the interstate, behind an old
beat up Chevy pickup.  Suddenly it started billowing smoke out from
underneath.  The truck swerved a bit and then started to pull to the side
of the road.  I slowed down, pulled over behind, and got out, but stayed
back just in case the thing caught fire.  The driver was already out,
waving his arms, trying to get clear of the smoke.  He was wearing
sunglasses as we approached each other.

"I think my transmission is gone," he said.

"Looks like it's been dying a long painful death," I said, glancing at the
truck.

"Very funny Trooper Logan," he said.

I squinted my eyes and looked at him.

"Oh.  You don't recognize me, do you?"  He asked.  Then he took off his
sunglasses and I immediately realized it was Tony.

"Oh, you," I said, trying to be dutiful, and fighting my emotions at the
same time.  "Do you need me to radio for help?"

"Thanks, but I've got a cell.  I'll call my mechanic and tell him to bring
his shotgun!"

As awkward as it was being with him, he did have a certain charm, and I
began to feel at ease.  "Well, I'll stick around until your tow arrives."

"Thanks, but you don't have to do that," he said.

"But I'm supposed to.  You can sit in the cruiser with me, if you like."

We got in my cruiser and I called in the incident.  Tony was watching my
every move.

"He misses you."  He said.

"What?"  I said

"Brice.  He misses you."

"He could have fooled me.  Plus, I thought you two were an item."

Tony laughed out loud.  "Us?  I'm straight as an arrow.  Married, four
kids, and one on the way.  Brice and I grew up together.  My father worked
with his father, helping to run the farm.  Now his father has moved on and
my father died.  I run things for Brice.  My family and I live on the edge
of the place, across the field."

"You run the farm, eh?  So that's where you were going when I saw you."

"So why haven't you called him?  And who were you with the other week?"

"That was my cousin.  Wait a minute!  I don't owe any explanations.  Why
the hell should I call him?  He practically threw me out that morning.  He
can pick up the phone too, you know."

"Ok, slow down," Tony said.  "I think I know what's going on here.  It
seems the two of you are both blockheads."

I glared my eyes at him, and backhanded him across his belly.

He jumped, and then continuing, he said, "Now listen to what I have to say.
I happen to know that Brice has a problem opening up.  He is a great guy;
probably my best friend, but he's been burned by love before and clamps
shut with the slightest hint of feelings for someone.  Now, what your
problem is, I haven't a clue!"  He punched me back and laughed.

"You're ok Tony.  I really had this screwed up.  I really thought that you
two had something going."

"Just a great friendship.  And if you hurt him, you'll have to answer to
me!"

"Oh sure.  I guess you'll come after me in that hot-rod pick-up of yours,
huh?"  I asked, laughing.

He tried to punch me again, but I grabbed him, keeping his hands at bay.
"Officer of the law here.  Watch it!" I said, laughing as we struggled to
subdue each other.

We sat there for about another twenty minutes and talked.  He told me a lot
about Brice's schedule.  Apparently Brice had so much money that he only
worked to keep himself busy, mostly charity work.  He told me all about how
Brice was hurt in a relationship before, and that I was the first guy in a
long, long time that he even mentioned.

"You've made quite an impression on him." He said.

Beaming, I said, "I just hope I haven't ruined it."


	Chapter 4

Talking with Tony cleared up so much, but also created another problem.  I
was nervous as hell about approaching Brice.  "Ex-marine, or schoolgirl?
What are you Logan?"  I asked myself.

The next day was hell for me.  I had made up my mind that I would go to
Brice's place the first chance I got, but work kept me busy all day long.
I was so frazzled by the end of the day that I decided to head to the gym
for a workout.  That always helped to ease my stress.  Then I would take a
chance and go talk with Brice.

As luck would have it, the gym was packed, but I was determined to get in a
workout.  After waiting for just about every machine, I finally made it
through a circuit, and was good and pumped.  The steam room was my next
stop, before showering and heading out.  Strangely enough it was empty when
I went in.  I claimed my favorite spot and settled in for a good sweat.  My
eyes closed, and almost asleep, I heard someone enter.
  Keeping my eyes closed, I could hear them approach, footsteps barely
audible on the padded floor, and sit almost next to me.

"Nice and quite in hear, huh?"  He said.

I wanted to ignore him, but figured I should at least acknowledge him.

"Mmmm Hmmm."  I responded.

"You sure were giving those machines a workout back there," He said.

Now he had me going.  Whoever this was, he had been watching me.  I opened
my eyes and looked slowly at him.  Not bad to look at, he was also wrapped
in a towel.  He sat within arms length, turned towards me.

"Do I know you?"  I asked.

"No, but I see you in here often.  You've got to be the best looking stud
in this place.

I closed my eyes again and reclined some more.  "Thanks.  I guess.  If this
is a come-on, I'm not interested," I said.

I heard him scoot towards me.  "Come on man, let me suck that cock of
yours.
  I can tell you've got something substantial under that towel."

His hand made contact with my knee and started in toward my inner thigh.

For a split second the lack of recent sex in my life almost prevailed and
let this guy have at it, but my conscience (and feelings for Brice) won
over.  The same conscience that let Brice off when I had won our swim race.
I jumped up and away from him, my back facing the exit door.  He rose with
me, and like a cat moved toward me as I backed away.  He grabbed my towel,
trying to pull it away.  Looking into my eyes he whispered, "I think you
want it man.  Let me taste that cock of yours.  Looks like you're ready"

I glanced down at myself.  Shit!  My cock was giving the wrong signal.  He
reached out and squeezed it through the towel.  I jumped back, trying to
hang onto my towel, and my dignity.  At the same time I heard the door open
behind me.  A voice rang out in the room saying, " I can't leave you alone
for nothing.  Who the hell is this, Jake?"
  I looked back.  It was Brice.

"What the-?"  I looked at him, then back at the other guy.  Speaking over
my shoulder I said, "Brice, this isn't how it looks.  This guy was all over
me."

Not taking my eyes completely off the guy, I noticed that he started to
smile.  He looked in my eyes and then he looked past me, over my shoulder
at Brice.  "That was fun man," he said to him.  "You could have at least
waited until I got a little taste of this."  As he spoke, he grabbed my
cock again.  I pushed him back and he threw his arms up at his sides.  "Ok,
OK!  You're taken.  I know."  He walked toward the door and winked at me as
he passed.  Looking at Brice he said "You lucky bastard", and then he left.
I turned around and faced Brice with a puzzled look on my face.  Brice just
looked at me and smiled.

	Chapter 5

There he stood, with this wicked grin on his face.  I didn't think he could
look any better than he did when we met, but he did.  Wearing a black skin
tight t-shirt that showed off his torso, and a pair of faded jeans, he
seemed so much at ease, but I sensed that he felt fully in charge of the
moment.  I wasn't any more attracted to him than at that moment.

"Do you mind telling me what the hell just happened?" I asked.

"Oh, just some fun and games.  You passed."  He said.

"What do you mean I passed?  You were testing me?"

"I wouldn't call it a test."

"What then?"

"Alright, here's the deal.  I saw you in the gym earlier, and when you came
in here.  I sent my friend in to get your attention, so to speak."  He
said, again with a sly grin.

"He sure woke me out of a nap.  Where were you out there?  It was crowded,
but I'm sure I would have seen you?

"Nah, you wouldn't have seen me.  I was in the office."

"The office?  You work here?"

"Sort of.  I own the place.  Jimmy, that's the guy who paid you a visit,
works here.  It was just a prank.  I guess we went too far.  Sorry."

"You're here now.  That's all I care about."  I reached out and pulled him
to me, wrapping my arms around him and laying my head on his shoulder.
"Your humor is a bit twisted, but damn it feels good to hold you," I said,
and then raised my head and looked at him.

We both paused and looked into each other's eyes.  The longing was clear to
both of us and we pressed our lips together and kissed each other deeply.

Brice pulled away, catching his breath from our kiss.  He put his hands on
my shoulders, and stepped back.  "Let me look at you," he said.  His eyes
trailed down and up my body.  "Damn.  What the hell was I thinking?  You
have got to be the absolute sexiest man I've ever laid eyes on!"

I felt myself begin to blush; something I've always hated about myself.

"I'm more than just a pretty face, you know."

"Yeah, I know," Brice said, laughing, and grabbed my cock through the
towel.

"Somebody's bound to come in here.  Don't you think we should go somewhere
else Brice?"

"Well, actually Jimmy locked us in here when he left.  Part of my plan.
I've got a key to get out.  Jimmy also turned down the temp to a nice
comfortable level for us"

"Your plan, huh?  You're showing a side of yourself I didn't know you had
Brice.  What else have you got planned?"

"Stick around boy.  I think you'll be pleasantly surprised."

At that he grabbed my towel and pulled it free.  My cock was lengthening
quickly and Brice leaned down and kissed the head, pulling it into his
mouth with a slurping sound.

"Oooh baby, I have so missed that," I moaned.

Brice stood back up and pulled his t-shirt off.  I caught him around his
waist, as his arms were still above his head, and pulled his chest to my
mouth.  He was wearing some expensive smelling cologne, and that, mingled
with his own man scent, had me reeling.  I kissed and sucked my way from
one side to the other.  Brice struggled to free himself from his shirt as
my hands roamed up and down his back.  I worked my mouth up to his neck as
my hands made their way back to the front, and the button at the top of his
jeans.  Fumbling with the button I whispered in his ear "It seems like
forever since we were together.  I've missed you so much."

"I've been aching for this too," he said.  "I'm so sorry for being a jerk.
I've talked with Tony."

"Let's not go there.  Here and now is what I want to think about," I said.

His pants open, I pushed them down and Brice stepped out of them.  I sat
down on the floor and reached up for him to join me.  He peeled down his
briefs and tossed them at me.  They landed on my face.  I inhaled as I
watched him join me on the floor, and then pulled his briefs away.  Brice
climbed between my legs and lay on top of me.
  Again we kissed.  Our hands roamed each other's body as we became lost in
the rush of our desires.  Instinctively I began to raise my legs as he
ground himself into my crotch.

"Not tonight baby," he said to me.  "I think it's high time I came through
on our bet."

"You mean?"

"I want you Jake.  I want you to fuck me."

"Oh god Brice, you don't know how many times I've dreamed of this.  I'll
make it good for you, I promise."

"I know baby.  I know."

"Turn around, so I can get at that fat dick of yours," I said.

Slowly Brice kissed his way down my torso, and then he turned, swinging his
legs over either side of my head.  I reached up and wrapped my arms around
his thighs, pulling him down to me.  His cock met my lips at the same time
mine met his and both jumped with a rush of pleasure.  I opened my throat,
and in one thrust his nuts were resting over my nose as I sucked him in
deeply.  Brice moaned as he bobbed on my cock.

I released his dick and raised my head to get at his nuts.  He ground down
on me as I licked and nibbled at them.  My excitement was peaking as I
thought about taking his cherry and I pulled him flat against me and zeroed
in on his tight bud with my tongue.  Brice tried to move but I had him
pinned.  I lathered up my tongue and went back at him, feeling him spasm as
he gyrated in ecstasy.  My hands roamed up and down his thighs and grabbed
his ass, pulling his cheeks farther apart.  I could feel Brice increase his
suction as he moaned his pleasure.  Still, his hole was as tight as it had
never been touched.  I licked my middle finger and pressed it at his hole,
making small circles around the perimeter and then pushing in a bit.  Brice
was pushing back, obviously enjoying the stimulation.  Finally my finger
began to slip inside.  I licked at his low hanging balls as I watched my
finger disappear into him.  Up to the second knuckle, I wiggled my finger
around inside and Brice's moaning increased as he sucked.  I pushed him up
a bit and went back to his cock, his fluids running heavily.  Damn, he
tasted good!  Brice was really getting into it.  He started bucking back.
I felt so good to be giving him his first go at assplay.  "Wait until you
get the real thing," I thought to myself.

Brice pulled away, his voice coming out in short gasps.  "Jake, I never
thought it could feel this way.  I want you so bad," he said.

"All in due time lover.  All in due time.  You're as tight as hell man.
I've got to get you loosened up before we can go any farther.  Don't want
to hurt this sweet ass."

"I can't stand it!  I want this dick," he said, grabbing my cock at the
base and then he kissed and sucked the head.

"Yeah bud, get it nice and slick," I said.  "You're gonna need all the help
you can get."

I pulled my finger free and replaced it with my tongue.  I could tell that
he was beginning to open up some more, and pulled his cheeks apart again
while munching his hole.

I don't know how many minutes passed with us going like that.  We both were
wrapped up in the pleasure of pleasing each other.  Brice broke the rhythm
when his body shuddered, as he felt the first wave of an orgasm.  "Jake!
Damn you!  I'm coming already!"  I grabbed his cock and sucked him back in,
getting the first spurt just as my lips wrapped around his head.

"Mmmm," I moaned, as he filled my mouth.

Brice fucked my face with deep thrusts.  "Ah shit!" he yelled.  "So fucking
good."  I continued to suck as he slowed down and pulled out of my mouth.
He rolled off of me, spent.  "Your talents are amazing Jake."

"I aim to please."

Brice moved against me and threw a leg across my midsection.  "So when am I
gonna get the main course?"

"And this from a top man?  Before you know it you'll be begging me to
stop!"

"We shall see."

At that I scrambled up and wrestled him into a face down position on the
floor.  I climbed in between his legs and pushed his knees apart, exposing
his hole once again.  Looking down at him, part of me wanted to take him
then and there, to take him forcibly.  He looked so masculine, his muscles
pumped with excitement.  But then my emotions took over and I wanted to
make his first time as good or better than my first time with him.  I
leaned down and kissed his lower back and slid my fingers around his
cheeks, then in between them, pulling them apart.

"Jake, I want this however you want this.  Take me man.  Give me that
trooper cock," he said softly.

"It's gonna be slow and easy Brice.  Get up on your knees, but keep them
spread apart.  I want to munch some more ass first."  And munch I did.
Brice was shaking with pleasure as I nibbled and licked him inside out.

"C'mon man, give me that cock.  I want you so bad!"  He pleaded.

"You're gonna need some lube man.  I don't want to hurt you."

"In my pants pocket," he said, smiling.

"You sneaky devil!"

I lubed my cock and poured some on him too, and then moved closer to him
and put my cock against his opening.

"I want to go at your speed.  You back up to me and take it in as you can,
ok?"

Brice breathed deeply and said, "ok."  I felt his body tense as the
pressure increased between us.  "Mmmph, ahhh, oh Jake, so fucking big."  I
could tell he was having trouble concentrating, but he kept on pushing
back.  I just held still, my hands resting on his hips, feeling his body
tremble at the invasion.

I noticed a mirror in the corner of the room that was positioned perfectly
for a view of us.  Being the voyeur I am, I found it hard not to steal more
than a few glances at the scene unfolding.  I could see Brice's face, his
eyes closed, his mouth hanging open as he felt my cock slowly enter him.
Then I looked down again.  Brice was impaling himself at an amazing pace.
Almost halfway in, my cock inched in under the tight grip of his ass
muscles.

"Ooh baby," I said.  "You're halfway there.  Such a smooth, tight fuck.
You ok?"

"Mmmm", was all he could get out.  His head dropped down limply, then shot
back up, as my cock made it's way still deeper inside him.  I looked back
at the mirror and saw him now smiling in ecstasy, his eyes closed.  His ass
had all but swallowed up my cock and he still pushed back with increasing
force.  He continued to push back until I was forced to sit back on my
heels.  He then pushed himself up until he was sitting in my lap,
completely impaled on my ten inches.  I kissed his back, then turned and
rested my head between his shoulder blades, my hands sliding across his
ribcage and then to his abs.  Brice reached back and grabbed my waist.  He
then started a low rocking of his hips, causing my cock to move inside him.

"Oh FUCK!  I can't believe it's this good!  Jake, I can feel you so deep
inside me!"

"You feel damn good too baby.  I'm so hot for you.  Work that ass on my
cock!"

I started to push forward, in sync with his rocking motions.  The more he
ground down on me, the more I came back at him, getting my cock inside him
to the limit.

"Yeah man, fuck me.  Fuck me!  Ooooh.  YEAH!"

Finally knowing that he was truly ready for a real fuck, I pushed him back
onto his knees and grabbed his hips.  "You want my cop cock buddy?  Here it
comes."

I pulled out of him completely and rammed in to the hilt, in one thrust.

"AAAAH!  Oh fuck!  Too much!  I can't take it like that!"  He yelled.

"Oh yeah you can.  You can and you want it.  You're gonna ride this cock
man!"

I began fucking him in long deep thrusts, holding tight to his hips and
pushing and pulling him as I went.  He was gasping at every stroke, but
never once tried to pull away from me.  Yeah, I knew he'd love a real fuck.

"Oooh Jake!  It feels so goddamned good!  My ass is yours, all yours!"

He went into a long moan and then an almost whimper as I continued to pump
my cock deep inside him.  I looked once again in the mirror across the
room.  What a sight it was, two studs lost in the throws of a powerful
fuck, one giving himself to the other.  I closed my eyes and concentrated
on the sensation of being inside him.  So tight, so fucking wonderful.  My
thrusts began to speed up as I felt myself approach orgasm.

"Shit Brice!  You're the best.  Never before.  Never before has it felt
this good.  Ride that cock man!

Brice just moaned in ecstasy.  He was totally relaxed and let his body be
used for the fuck.

Then I came.  I swear I thought my cock head blew off inside him.

"AAAAHH Brice!"  I pulled him back against me and held myself still as I
blasted his guts with my seed.  Then I fell forward onto him, lying face
down on his back, tasting his sweat as I kissed him.  I noticed a pool of
cum below Brice, where he obviously came a second time.

Brice breathed in and out slowly and then said, "Where the HELL have you
been all my life?"

"I'm here now, lover.  And I'm not going anywhere!"


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