Date: Thu, 27 Jan 2022 01:17:00 +0000
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: No Dunes in Miami, Just Devil 86

Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.

Stay healthy and practice safe sex!

Happy reading.

Previously: Cole Me By Your Name

Timothee's hands explored Cole's body, his left hand squeezed the
27-year-old's tanned pecs while his right hand traced down Cole's smooth
body, over his belly button and down to his bulge.

No Dunes in Miami, Just the Devil 86

The season was over for Jack Hughes and his New Jersey Devils, too many
defeats before the lockdown meant that they did not qualify for the Stanley
Cup qualifiers. The Floridian native sat bored in his New Jersey home,
[fuck it, I'm going home.] He threw the remote aside and picked up his
laptop to search for some flights. [Tonight at 6, perfect!] The teenager
hurriedly threw some clothes into a bag and ordered himself a taxi to the
airport.

Jack arrived at the airport to find La Guardia practically empty in
comparison to the usual chaos. "Thank you again Mr. Hughes." The check-in
desk attendant beamed, handing him his ticket, "do you remember your way to
the first-class lounge?" She continued. "I do indeed. Appreciate it." Jack
nodded, grabbing his things and heading through. Security felt like a ghost
town, even TSA and their usual tricks couldn't slow Jack as he passed
through the airport.

"How can I help you?" An older male attendant smiled at the reception desk
of the first-class lounge. Jack flashed his ticket and he was waved
straight through. The lounge was empty except for a young man sitting in
the window on his phone wearing a mask over his face. Jack found himself an
empty table and was promptly greeted by a server, "can I get a Mountain Dew
and some potato chips please?" Jack asked. "Certainly." She nodded before
hurrying off. The teenager settled into his chair and took a look at his
phone before glancing around again. The guy in the window was still busily
looking away at his phone and the weather behind him was clear, looking
down into a terminal full of empty planes. Moments later he was presented
with his order. "Hey, appreciate it." Jack muttered, pouring out his drink
and taking a long sip then reached over to his bag of chips. [Salted, can
never go wrong there] He grinned, pulling the bag open and placing a few in
his mouth.

"Hey, are you Jack Hughes?" The guy in the window asked the unmasked skater
from a couple of yards away. "Errr, yeah." Jack admitted
tentatively. "Great, nice to meet you. I'm Timothee, Timothee Chalamet." He
replied, pulling down his mask to confirm his identity and flash his
winning smile. "Oh wow, you're awesome." Jack beamed, "I love your movies."
Jack continued. "I'm glad to hear it, do you mind if I sit over here then?"
Timothee asked, pointing to a chair on an empty table near Jack's. "Sure,
go ahead." The pair filled the vacant time between security and boarding
with a light conversation speaking briefly about Timothee being from New
York, and Jack's life growing up in Orlando, Florida and then Toronto,
Ontario before the announcement for their flight came over the
tannoy. "Time to go." Jack smiled pleasantly to Timothee who stood up with
him and they headed to the exit. "Have a nice flight." The server bid them
farewell as they made their way out of the lounge and towards their gate.

They arrived at their gate to see just 4 others sitting down waiting to be
invited to board. Heading directly to the gate they were greeted by airline
staff who processed them immediately and sent them down the air-walkway to
their plane. Timothee and Jack were held there for just a few minutes,
smiling to each other in silence, their mouths hidden by their masks once
again. The other passengers followed them down and the flight attendant
appeared to welcome them inside. Timothee sat in the front row on the right
of the plane whilst Jack sat in the front row on the left. The other
passengers took their seats and they sat patiently waiting for the all
clear to take off.

"Good evening folks, this is your captain speaking. We are delighted to
welcome you on this American Airlines flight to Miami, Florida. I've just
spoken to the air traffic controller and we are cleared to take our slot in
about 10 minutes time. Flight time is scheduled for around 3 hours, air
conditions are calm, and when we reach Florida, the weather is a nice 68
Fahrenheit with cloudy skies. Please watch our great staff this evening and
they will take you through the safety features of this Boeing 737."
Timothee watched politely as the flight attendants went to the work
explaining the safety features of the plane, the exits are there and
there. The actor glanced across, he was sure Jack was looking at him, but
Jack's eyes were fixed forward also watching the flight attendant at work.

The plane launched into the air and set off flying south down the east
coast of America. The flight attendants smiled as they came through the
cabin, "would you like a drink?" They asked. Timothee thought to himself
and made his decision, "can I grab a Sprite please?" The flight attendant
nodded and handed him a can with a cup of ice. "And for you?" She glanced
the opposite way. "Can I get a Sprite too please?" Jack replied.

Timothee turned and leaned across towards Jack in his seat, "pssst." The
skater turned to face him, "sup?" "What are you doing when you get to
Florida?" Timothee asked in a hushed voice. "Just going back to see family,
how about you?" Jack replied. "Other than filming, nothing. I'm not too
familiar with the area. Got any suggestions?" "Avoid Miami beach!" Jack
chuckled, jump in a car and you can find a nicer, more peaceful beach to
relax on." Jack grinned, "tell you what, let me know where you're staying
and I'll come pick you up one afternoon." He finished with an even broader
grin. "That sounds awesome." Timothee chimed, "hey, I can't send you to a
beach by yourself." Jack replied. Timothee responded with an appreciative
nod, [nice guy.]

"How would you feel about me bringing some friends and family? I'll make
sure they don't bother you, but they're also big fans." [Dang it]
Timothee's mind screamed. There was no way he could fall suggestively on
top of Jack wearing nothing but beach shorts wet from the sea if his family
were around. [Ok, be cool Timothee] he told himself. "Ha, sure thing. But
you owe me one, it would be cool to meet a few of your Devils some time
when you're back in New Jersey." [Preferably fresh off the ice, all hot and
sweaty!] Timothee chuckled, moving his arm over his growing crotch to block
it from the teenager's view. "No sweat." Jack beamed. [EXTRA SWEAT!]
Timothee's cock roared, "awesome." Timothee beamed.

Their time on the flight flew by, Jack asking questions about Timothee's
career highs and lows then Timothee doing the same. The captain's voice
came over the speakers. "Ok folks we are beginning our descent into Miami
Airport, please keep your seatbelts fastened until the lights go off at the
terminal, and thank you for flying with us today." The plane rocked and
swayed over the changing air currents, the ground got closer and closer
until a thud, heavy screech and the roar of engines in reverse thrust as
the plane slowed.

Coming to a stop at the terminal everyone's seatbelts remained fastened
without the usual frantic rush to the front that came with disembarking a
plane. "Dude, are you working tonight?" Jack asked. "Nah, gonna grab
something to eat and head to bed, it's been a long day." Timothee replied
mindlessly. "Sweet, well I'm guessing you don't know where to go eat
right?" Jack quizzed. "Yeah, good point." Timothee chuckled, "well my
parents are here to pick me up, they can drop us off somewhere and drop
your stuff at your hotel." Jack offered. "Oh my God, that would be great."
Timothee smiled. "That's sorted then!" Jack beamed emphatically; proud he
could help Timothee out.

Jack led them through the doors and out into arrivals where his parents
greeted them both. "Jesus! Is this?" "Yes mum, it's Timothee, don't
embarrass him!" Jack hissed. "Of course not, of course not." She giggled
reassuringly. "I'm Ellen, lovely to meet you, Timothee." "Hello
Mrs. Hughes." Timothee replied politely. "And this is Jim." She continued,
"Hey Mr. Hughes." Timothee nodded. "Can Timothee get a ride with us? We are
going to go Downtown for some dinner." Jack replied. "Yes!" Jim boomed,
patting Timothee on the shoulder and turning towards the exit closely
followed by the rest of them.

Jack's parents drove them to Timothee's hotel where he and Jack both hopped
out. "Can you take my bag; I'll get a cab back later?" Jack asked, poking
his head back through the window to kiss his mother on the cheek. "Yes, you
boys have a good time." "Thanks for the ride, Mr. and Mrs. Hughes, see you
tomorrow." Timothee called from behind Jack, the pair of them waved the car
off and turned to enter the hotel lobby.

"Good evening Mr. Chalamet." They were greeted warmly by the concierge who
turned to his computer screen to locate the actor's reservation. "Hey good
evening, quick question, are you still serving food?" Timothee
replied. "Certainly, the kitchen will be open for another hour." He nodded
handing the New Yorker his room key. "In case we need plan B." Timothee
winked to a confused looking Jack. "And if the kitchen is closed just ring
down to front desk and we will be happy to help you locate a takeaway." The
concierge added. "Lifts are to your right, to the end and your room is on
the 18th floor, might I add, you have a spectacular view." He
finished. "Appreciate it." Timothee smiled gratefully to the concierge as
he led Jack to the lift.

The lift shot up to the 18th floor and opened for the pair to
disembark. Jack followed Timothee to the door and then inside, dropping his
jaw as he did so. The penthouse suite was enormous with its own little
kitchenette, bar and collection of spirits. Jack's eyes continued around
the room, which was all glass on one side. In the closing darkness he could
make out a rooftop balcony overlooking the Miami skyline and was that a
private pool?

"They must've got the rooms mixed up." Timothee grinned back at Jack,
reading his shocked expression. Jack could only laugh as Timothee put his
bag onto a large leather sofa facing towards a massive wide-screen TV. "So,
what do you think, stay and order in or go somewhere?" Timothee
started. Jack took a second to ponder, "I think we should order in and eat
out on the balcony so you can really appreciate a nice warm Miami night."
Jack smiled. "Oh, how romantic." Timothee sniggered; Jack's eyes shot down
to his shoes in embarrassment. [Stop trying to be funny, you'll weird him
out] Timothee hissed to himself. "We can go out somewhere actually, that
would be less weird, wouldn't it?" Jack replied nervously. "We could, but I
don't think it's weird us staying in together." Timothee beamed, his green
eyes shining enticingly at the skater whose shoulders seemed to widen with
confidence.

"What do you like?" Jack asked, taking out his phone. "How about a good
burger? I'm buying." Timothee smiled. "Sounds good." Jack looked up Five
Guys and made his order, a beef burger, double patty, bacon, cheese and the
works for toppings then passed his phone to Timothee. "I'll have the same,
can't get it confused then can they." Timothee winked, "I'll bet they fuck
something up." Jack sniggered, hitting order and then returned his phone to
his pocket.

Timothee grabbed the remote and switched on the TV, "Sit." He beckoned to
Jack who looked around for somewhere he could perch himself. The teenager
sat on the edge of the couch whilst Timothee flicked through the channels
landing on ESPN. "Are you scared I'm going to jump you?" Timothee chuckled,
looking at Jack sitting uncomfortably on the armrest. The teenager felt
stupid as he slid down into the couch. "Let's be honest, if I was gonna try
and attack someone it probably wouldn't be a hockey player." Timothee
beamed. Jack giggled, Timothee was right, which self-respecting actor would
take on a hockey star for a fight, fighting was in Jack's job
description. But Jack's mind wasn't on fighting, in fact he would really
enjoy the idea of Timothee throwing his body over him.

They watched ESPN's Around the Horn quietly until their food arrived, there
was a knock at the door which Timothee jumped up to answer. A member of the
hotel's staff presented the 24-year-old with a large greasy looking brown
bag. "Appreciate it." Timothee smiled, handing him $10 before closing the
door. Timothee turned to Jack and held the bag out for him to inspect from
a distance, "order up." He grinned and headed straight towards the
balcony. Jack pushed himself up from the couch and followed the actor
outside.

"What do you want to drink?" Timothee asked as he placed the food across
the table neatly. "What are you having?" Jack asked timidly, "beer."
Timothee answered firmly, "oh, erm, just a diet..." "have a beer dude, I
won't tell anyone." Timothee cut in with a mischievous smile. Jack
hesitated but Timothee didn't care, the actor had already hurried inside
and Jack saw him return with two bottles of Bud Light. "I have a drinking
problem." Timothee joked, twisting the cap off the first beer and handing
it to Jack before twisting the second off and holding it out. "Cheers" he
grinned, clinking with Jack and taking a mouthful before surveying his food
hungrily. "Looks good." Timothee beamed before tucking into his burger.

The two of them ate ravenously after their long journey, the burgers were
delicious along with the fries, beer and view of Miami, this was turning
into the perfect evening. Within minutes they were done and sat back
appreciating their beers on a full stomach. "That was good." Jack grinned;
Timothee belched in agreement. "Sorry." the New Yorker giggled, Jack smiled
back at Timothee, a beautiful twinkle in the teenager's eyes mesmerised the
actor. "Do you want to watch some TV and grab another beer?" Timothee
asked. "Or we could stay out here and enjoy the end of the sunset?" Jack
replied, nodding over to a comfy looking chair overlooking the purpling
horizon. Timothee nodded, pushing himself up slowly to get their refills.

Jack moved across to the outdoor sofa which was deep and incredibly soft to
sit in. Timothee returned to find the teenager sitting fully immersed in
the green couch. The actor joined him, "wowweee that's comfy!" Timothee
exclaimed. Jack grinned at Timothee's excitement, his eyes surveying the
actor's smooth, skinny features. The sun had already left the Miami skyline
but the final embers illuminated the sky with a flicker of orange in a
smooth purple sky.

Lost for words, Jack smiled at Timothee who returned the smile, they seemed
closer than before. Jack's heart hammered frantically, he knew what he
wanted to do but the fear of rejection and humiliation held him back,
Timothee however was driven by a completely different mindset. The actor
could sense the tension in the air between them, just like he had with Cole
the first time they hooked up. The actor moved himself closer to Jack,
slowly but surely, narrowing the gap between their faces. Jack watched the
scene happen in slow motion, he sat frozen as the beautiful actor's
androgynous face approached his, with lips pouting, Timothee landed and
began to softly press himself up against the skater and worked them
carefully.

The peace and tranquility of the metropolitan rooftop set the perfect scene
as Jack was taken to a place he'd never imagined. Timothee Chalamet, the
talented actor and model was kissing him, sucking at his lip, running his
hand along Jack's side and pulling him in closer still. Jack had to pinch
himself as his eyes looked into the Hollywood A-lister's stunning, green
eyes.

"You ok?" Timothee checked, pulling away from their kiss to check on the
teenager's state-of-mind. Lost for words, Jack gave a dopey nod, then felt
his face beginning to burn as he blushed. "That was great, you're so cute."
Timothee continued with a gentle smile. "Thanks, so are you." Jack replied,
[oh my god Jack, say something cooler!] the skater screamed at
himself. Timothee beamed at the teenager; he could sense the nerves in
Jack's voice. The 24-year-old pushed himself up off the chair and swung his
leg around over Jack's lap to straddle the teenager. "Don't be nervous."
Timothee beamed. Jack looked into the actor's eyes, the lights from the
hotel suite behind him lit the green of Timothee's eyes, they were so
enticing. "But you're Timothee Chalamet, of course I'm nervous." Jack
grinned. Timothee just smiled warmly, silently closing the gap between them
by kissing the skater firmly.

Jack's mind continued to argue with itself whilst Timothee was in no doubt
at all. The actor reached down to the teenager's side and pulled him in
closer so that Jack's crotch pressed against Timothee's arse. Jack felt his
arms instinctively move around the 24-year-old's back and pull Timothee
into him. Timothee responded by pressing his weight down into Jack's
crotch, the teenager felt his stick pulsing with interest as Timothee's
body pushed the fabric of Jack's boxers against his hardening cock.

The slow, deliberate grinding by the talented actor accompanied his full
and deep lip work. Jack felt blown away by Timothee's intensity, the
brilliant actor's lips pulled firmly at Jack's, loosening the skater's
tongue and licking the beer from his mouth. A sharp inhale took in Jack's
scent and Timothee's eyes glinted with happiness staring into the
reflections that were Jack's blue eyes.

Jack's hand slipped into the gap between Timothee's body and his shirt. As
the young skater's fingers glided along Timothee's smooth skin, both boys
felt the electric charge flowing between them. Jack pressed hard against
Timothee's sides, his fingers tracing along the skinny actor's ribcage as
their tongues danced. Timothee squeezed his crotch down harder still as
their lips nipped and sucked at each other's. The intense heat between
their intertwined bodies rose, the boys could feel sweat beginning to form
under their shirts as they embraced passionately.

Timothee's right hand came away from Jack's side and reached down under the
gap between him and the chair. The actor was slow and gentle as his fingers
came to rest on Jack's boxer shorts. The teenager groaned softly through
his nose as Timothee's fingers stroked him through the fabric. The actor
pulled away from their kiss once more and paused, his eyes darting back and
forth between Jack's eyes. Timothee watched Jack's eyes turn to jelly as
his fingers slipped into the skater's fly and took hold of his hard cock.

The teenager's cock felt nice and long as Timothee's hand found the head
and slowly pushed his fingers down the shaft. In response, Jack's jaw
tightened, gripping the actor's bottom lip firmly. Timothee felt in control
as slowly he worked his fingers up and down Jack's confined shaft below
him. Nasal grunts of joy were a further sign that the skater appreciated
Timothee's handy work, maneuvering slowly and deliberately along Jack's
boner.

Closing his fist tightly around Jack's head, Timothee pulled back from the
teenager's lips and smiled. "Do you want to fuck me with this?" Timothee
whispered, his green eyes hypnotic in their beauty staring into Jack's
eyes. "Hell yeah." Jack breathed with a little nod to confirm his
words. "Good, I want your cock in me, right here, right now." Timothee
replied.

The actor stood up off the seat and stood in between Jack's
legs. Timothee's fingers moved quickly unbuttoning Jack's jeans fully and
exposing the skater's throbbing stick. Sinking to his knees, Timothee
swallowed the teenager's head and descended 5 inches down his
cock. "Gaaaad!" Jack groaned in pure satisfaction as Timothee's talented
tongue went to work.

The actor swallowed Jack whole, a hungry technique utilising his strong
young neck muscles to press his lips to the base of Jack's cock then propel
them up to the skater's wet tip. Jack's fingers gripped the chair tightly,
the feeling of pure arousal pumping through him. Of the many blowjobs Jack
had received from those campus sorority chicks, none had made his fingers
and toes curl like this. Timothee was an absolute master, the way the actor
opened his gullet to allow Jack's head in as deep inside Timothee's skull
as he could go astounded the teenager who huffed with joy as the roof of
Timothee's mouth scraped against his head.

Timothee was having a great time down below, the teenager tasted like
heaven. Jack's scent hit the back of Timothee's throat before the
Floridian's head had. Jack was just normal, no signature manly
aftershave. His Axe Africa body spray was cute enough, a boy had to use
deodorant, but it was Jack's sweaty crotch that drove Timothee wild. The
cock hid, buried in a nest of thick curly brown hairs, the same brown hairs
that trapped the sweat from Jack's long plane journey. Inhaling deep,
Timothee blessed the heavens above as Jack's odour swept across his taste
buds filled his lungs.

The actor took a moment to savour the flavours on his nose and before he
rose once more. Jack watched the slim actor remove his shirt, pulling it
over his long dark hair. Timothee's chest was pale and smooth, just a mild
hint of toning but most would say Timothee was skinny and he looked
incredible for it. Timothee then removed a small bottle of lube he'd
stuffed into his pocket and tossed it to Jack before he unbuttoned his
jeans and along with his boxers, pushed them down to the floor. Jack's eyes
never left the actor's body but he flicked the top of the lid open and
poured a generous helping of lube to the upper half of his hard cock.

Timothee stepped out of his clothes, his semi hard, cut 8-inch cock
swinging freely as he did so. Jack watched on, hypnotised by the swinging
piece of wood which approached him. The actor placed his right knee on the
chair next to Jack, then his left and carefully lowered himself backwards
into Jack's lap. Timothee's tiny bum rested just in front of Jack's solid
cock while he made himself comfortable. Timothee turned to kiss Jack, the
teenager willingly submitting his tongue for Timothee to suck on. As they
resumed their embrace, Timothee raised his left foot onto the chair,
followed by his right and pushed his bum up away from Jack's crotch. The
teenager instinctively applied another helping of lube to his fingertips
and this time using his left hand to locate Timothee's hole, he applied a
coat of lube to the New Yorker's entrance. Timothee offered a soft sigh
through his nose as his ring became slick and ready for action.

Jack dropped the bottle of lube aside and took hold of Timothee's skinny,
left thigh to guide him down. The 24-year-old sank slowly following Jack's
guidance and with the teenager holding his cock from the base and Timothee
using holding his fingers by his hole, they guided the young Floridian's
head against Timothee's tight entrance. Their tongues continued to dance
and Timothee braced himself as the pressure began to build. The actor
pushed his hole out harder as he lowered himself, Jack held his hard head
against Timothee's entrance and another sighed through Timothee's nose
confirmed that Jack had begun to make progress. Slowly the hockey star's
bare 7.5-inch cock pierced Timothee's tight hole, the weight of the skinny
actor continuing to press down and feed himself slowly with Jack's
throbbing meat.

The first milestone came when Timothee's ring clamped around Jack's
mushroom shaped head. The feeling of Jack's cock digging into his skinny,
toned body felt wonderful to Timothee, sure there was some pain involved
but it was good pain and Timothee wanted more. Jack's raw 7.5 incher moved
slowly as it advanced, Timothee could feel the wonderful pleasure of his
body accommodating a sexy young man inside him. Timothee's hole opened up
slowly allowing more and more of Jack inside him, their kissing continued
firm and passionate as they moved closer together.

Timothee's insides felt amazing to Jack, as his raw cock burrowed deeper
inside the actor's tight body, he could feel tingles flying around his
body. The teenager gradually moved his hips up and down smoothly,
encouraging Timothee further down his sword as they kissed. Jack increased
the intensity with which he sucked on Timothee's bottom lip, the desire
inside the youngster building as Timothee's body pressed closer to
him. Halfway into Timothee's hole and Jack's hand moved from the New
Yorker's leg resting it on the bottom's toned pec. Willing Timothee further
down, he massaged Timothee's beautiful, smooth body caressing the soft skin
while searching for the 24-year-old's tight nipple.

"Oh yeah." Timothee breathed into Jack's mouth as his ring slid further
still down Jack's hard cock. The hockey star's head was beginning to feel
increasing resistance from Timothee's insides as his hips encouraged
himself deeper within the 24-year-old. The Floridian's hand moved down
Timothee's smooth body, slowly appreciating every inch of the older boy's
smooth skin. Sliding over the actor's ribcage, past his belly button then
resting flat on Timothee's pelvis, the top pressed Timothee down. "You want
more of that cock in me?" Timothee grinned rhetorically, following Jack's
guidance and pressing himself on to the hockey star's cock. "Fuck yeah."
Jack groaned, cutting deeper still into the bottom. Timothee's tight, warm
belly felt so amazing around Jack's head, the animal inside the teenager
wanted to slam hard into the actor's skinny body.

Above Jack, Timothee had slipped into a world of pure happiness. Looking
back into Jack's shiny blue eyes, he drank in the hockey star's cute
features. Yet while Jack's young face looked so cute and innocent, the firm
grip of the skater's hand, pushing Timothee's body down onto his cock
proved this boy had a strong urge to dominate Timothee's skinny body. The
7.5-inch pole was nearly all the way inside Timothee's body and with one
final squeeze, the actor's smooth arse cheeks rested on Jack's lap.

Guided by Jack's hand as he did so, Timothee began to bounce up and down
Jack pole. The bottom slammed himself into Jack's lap each time he
descended, impaling Jack's throbbing 7.5-inch cock inside him and giving a
low groan to explain the feeling shooting through his body. Timothee's
thigh muscles tensed hard, pulling his skinny frame along the skater's
stick with amazing skill. "That feels so good." Jack breathed at Timothee,
"uh-huh!" Timothee agreed, panting between bounces.

Jack moved his hand from Timothee's lower body and up to the actor's chest,
dragging his fingers all the way along Timothee's smooth skin. The
24-year-old's skin was warm with beads of sweat covering him in a slick
sheen as he worked tirelessly to pleasure Jack. The skater ran his eyes
over Timothee's pale skin to see the moisture collecting all over the
actor's beautiful body. In the air darkening around them, it was the
reflection of the hotel lights which illuminated the heat of their romance
as a sheet of sweat around Timothee's smooth neck.

Jack rested his right hand on the bottom's thigh and squeezed as Timothee
fucked himself. The energy travelling through the New Yorker's skinny
muscles impressed Jack. As he squeezed, Timothee's muscles tensed and
relaxed, pulling his tight ring along Jack's raw, throbbing
sword. Timothee's tight insides pulled the outer skin of Jack's bare cock
sending shivers through the skater's toned frame. "You're so fucking
amazing." Jack breathed at Timothee. "Thanks." Timothee panted
happily. "You want to take control?" he continued. "Uh-huh." Jack
beamed. Timothee sank his bottom as tight into Jack's crotch as he could,
forcing every inch of the top's 7.5-inch cock into his smooth belly a few
more times before he slid to the top of Jack's cock and off. Timothee took
a step forward to allow Jack up and the skater rose to his feet. Placing a
kiss on Timothee's thin red lips, Jack turned the 24-year-old towards the
couch. Timothee complied willingly, allowing the Floridian to push him into
all fours on the soft couch.

Jack surveyed Timothee's wonderful body once more. The beautiful, pale
outlines of his long, skinny legs, decorated with a light covering of brown
hairs. Timothee's smooth, pale back looked perfect, decorated with a few
dark moles, his muscles were visible and tense as he waited patiently. Jack
moved in between the two legs, spreading them a little wider apart with his
right knee and his eyes scanned the actor's arse. The tight pale cheeks
were beautifully curved leading into his pink ring.

Jack could just about make out the bottom's pink hole, evidently loosened
by riding his cock previously. Timothee felt the skater's fingers run
across his hole, surveying the damage he'd already done. Placing his head
at Timothee's entrance, Jack leaned forward and felt the actor's formerly
tight ring part to accept him in one smooth motion. With ease, Jack's cock
refilled the New Yorker's hole and taking hold of the bottom's hips, he
began to thrust.

Timothee turned his head to admire Jack's beautiful body while the teenager
stuffed his hole. The Floridian-born skater wasn't too bulky but those
perfectly sculpted muscles made Timothee feel skinny and weak in
comparison, just the way he liked it. "Fuck me." Timothee whispered into
Jack's ear, pushing himself upright as the top began to rock back and forth
with sexual hunger. Jack nodded and smiled at Timothee as he picked up
speed. While Jack pumped, he carefully rested his forehead against
Timothee's, both of them could feel the sweat across their brows. Each
thrust brought Jack's gorgeous, pink lips tantalisingly close to
Timothee's, the bottom held out his tongue and as Jack rocked forward
again, sliding his cock deep into Timothee's skinny body, his outstretched
tongue met the New Yorker's and they swallowed each other ravenously.

The thirst of Jack's cock needed quenching and the top tried to satisfy it
by fucking Timothee deeper and harder still. The bottom could feel the
increase in Jack's work rate as the young top thudded into his bony
arse. "Give it to me, fuck me hard." Timothee breathed into Jack's face,
while his eyes stared deep into the Floridian's. Jack gave a determined nod
as he carried out Timothee's instructions, the sweat on the teenager's brow
flowed profusely as his toned body slid his cock about 75% of the way out
of Timothee's skinny body before slamming back into it with every ounce of
weight and power he could.

Timothee's cock remained rock hard and the actor took hold of himself as
Jack began to slam so hard the couch began to squeak below them. Jack's
firm body crashing into his skinny body was the stimulus the actor
needed. "Yeah, ram it in me, right there." Timothee begged, encouraging the
teenage hockey hunk to destroy his hole. "You like my tight hole?" Timothee
asked suggestively, "you like ramming your hard cock in my tight hole?"
"Yeah, I love your fucking hole." Jack panted. "Yeah, you do, you fuck me
so good." Timothee agreed, practically cheering Jack on every time he
slammed his shaft into the New Yorker's belly.

Pushing Timothee forward with his chest, Jack created a bit of separation
between himself and the bottom. Jack then pushed his crotch forward,
bringing Timothee's arse down to the couch with him while turning the
bottom onto his side. With his knees taking his weight, Jack focused all of
his energy on Timothee's hole and spinning the actor all the way around
onto his back, the teenager took hold of Timothee's legs to resume pounding
the bottom again. Jack squeezed Timothee's thin calves, pulling the bottom
hard as the tension in his balls began to increase. The Floridian exhaled
with increasing force to accompany the power he threw behind his
boner. Timothee's warm insides cushioned him capably, the bottom's perfect
arse pulling tight on Jack's throbbing cock as it slid deep into his
belly. "Gimme that D." Timothee hissed. Jack's cock throbbed even harder at
Timothee's desperate words. Leaning closer to the bottom, Jack whispered
between breaths, "you love that D, do you?" "Uh-huh." Timothee
nodded. "Yeah, take it, take it you slut." Jack grunted. "Yeah baby, I'm
your slut."

The feeling of Jack's thick cock spearing deep into him, filling Timothee's
tight chute with raw, hard meat made the bottom's eyes water. "You're
getting me close." Timothee breathed. Jack strained a smile, the
determination on his face evident as his cock pulsed with
excitement. Jack's bare head led his hard cock into Timothee's skinny body,
gliding over the bottom's prostate. "Fucking Christ." Timothee whined. The
24-year-old's fist smashed into his crotch hard and fast as he jerked
himself searching for that sweet spot. "Yeah Jacky, right there! Pound my
ass." Timothee begged. Timothee's green eyes glinted with pure ecstasy;
each time Jack's shaft ploughed back into his hole the bottom felt like his
eyes were about to jump from their sockets.

"Fuck me Jacky, fuck meeee, ahhhhh I'm gonna cum." Timothee groaned as
Jack's raw cock pounded into his prostate for the umpteenth time and on
this occasion hit the New Yorker's release button. "Oh baby!" Timothee
chimed as the first rope of cum fired from his cock and landed on his
stomach. "Shit bro!!!" Jack exclaimed as Timothee ring convulsed wildly
while holding tight to his bare shaft.

Jack's body slammed into Timothee's, pushing more of the bottom's cum out
of his skinny body. 3 more streamers of silky cream squirted from
Timothee's head landing across his ribs and slid down slowly. Another pair
of streamers splattered across the New Yorker's stomach, as he drained his
balls for every drop. "Pound my insides." Timothee begged for the final
time, using the force of the powerful young teenager's body to squeeze out
the last pearls of his thick cream.

"You like my D; you like that big hard D?" Jack panted, getting lost in the
moment of power as his own orgasm approached. "Yeah Jacky. Fuck me up."
Timothee panted as his cock squeezed blank shots of air to confirm his
balls were empty. With Timothee's ring contracting around his shaft, Jack
felt his boner throb hard. The top squeezed his weight down into Timothee's
warm, skinny body, holding the bottom's calves as tightly as he could. The
feeling of his raw head stroking against Timothee's prostate made Jack
grunt one more time before withdrawing rapidly in one move and taking hold
of his hard shaft.

Jack shuffled in closer while his fist rapidly tugged at his boner, The
Devils star, held his long hair away from his face with his left hand while
his right worked on his stick. Looking up Timothee's skinny body, Jack felt
his balls tugging at emotions, the actor he had jerked off to as a skinny
teenager was right there in front of him, covered in the cum Jack had
fucked out of him. "Oh gaaaad." Jack groaned as his cock extended as his
head began to squirt. The teenager's cum fired hard across Timothee's
skinny body, shooting as far up as the actor's neck as Jack stroked
wildly. "Shoot your load all over me." Timothee begged, as Jack unwittingly
complied.

The actor glanced from Jack's beautiful face down to his raging cock,
watching volley after volley of his rich, creamy seed shower his skinny
body. Jack's furry balls hung tight to the teenager as they blasted, firing
3 more dollops of cum over Timothee's midsection. Jack's fist continued to
jackhammer as the skater teased the final couple of ropes from his
balls. Pulling his skin right down to the base, Jack threw his head back
and squeezed the final pearl from his shaft, hanging down to land on
Timothee's slim thigh.

Timothee watched Jack panting, sucking in as much oxygen as he could with
every breath as he hung over Timothee's sticky, sweat covered body. "That
was beautiful." Timothee beamed up at the hockey star. "Thanks." Jack
grinned, opening his eyes to look down upon his canvas. The light from
Timothee's hotel room twinkled in their eyes, each appreciating Timothee's
green and Jack's blue irises. The pair held their gaze, studying each
other's aesthetically pleasing faces and smooth, toned bodies. The mild
Miami night air around them meant neither was in a rush to get back inside
or get dressed.

"Gonna clean yourself up?" Jack asked Timothee with a cheeky
smile. Timothee giggled, "Yeah at some point." The actor replied, pulling
Jack to sit down next to him. Jack followed Timothee's guidance and sat
down next to the actor as Timothee moved himself to sit upright. Finding
his warm beer, Timothee grabbed the bottle and took a mouthful before
handing it to Jack. The actor's sweaty arm stuck to the skin of Jack's
naked back as they relaxed together. Jack threw back a mouthful of beer,
resisting the urge to choke upon realisation the beer had gone warm.

"Will I see you back in New Jersey?" Jack asked timidly. "You mean after
you invite me to a game?" Timothee replied smartly. "Ha, yeah. That's gonna
be so sweet." Jack smiled with a gentle grin. "I hope so. You're always
welcome to come over and watch me in movies and stuff." Timothee replied,
realising he'd just made himself sound like a show off, "orrrr, anything
else you might wanna watch, DO!" Timothee continued, stumbling in his
attempt to sound relaxed inviting the skater to visit him. "Sounds great."
Jack beamed, looking out into the darkness and resting his head on
Timothee's shoulder. The actor pulled Jack in tight as he too looked off
into the distance, enjoying the feel of Jack's body against his whilst they
relaxed peacefully.

END

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