2 XTREME:
Those Who Forget The Past
Are Doomed To Repeat It
By Billy Burrew
Chapter 2 Begins Now...
Lance turned off the hot water and
sighed as he cooled down, letting the water sheet off him. He
stepped out of the shower and smiled as he realized that the
towel he had hung on the rack was missing. Lance shook his head
and grinned. "Bill! Can you get me a towel?"
As he finished his sentence the door of the
bathroom swung in, exposing his lover, standing naked before
him grinning mischieviously, his hands on his hips and Lance's
towel bobbing in front of him.
Lance giggled uncontrollably. "Very
nice! I knew there was a reason why you came on tour with us."
Bill stepped forward and the towel bobbed
slightly with his movement. Lance moved to grab the towel from
where it hung over Bill's equipment, letting his hand brush
over Bill's balls then moving up to give his throbbing prick
a light squeeze before removing the towel.
"Thanks!" Lance said with an equally
mischievious grin as he toweled off and wrapped the towel around
his head like a turban. He then walked over to Bill and ran
his fingers lightly across his chest, then sauntered out of
the bathroom.
"Prick tease!" Bill smiled at his
retreating form, then started up the shower for himself.
A short while later, Bill smiled as he opened
the door to see the darkened bedroom before him, the only light
being the faint glow of the television set which had been tuned
to one of those television music stations that plays music on
a blank screen. As his eyes got accustomed to the low level
of light, Bill smiled as he saw the outline of Lance's body
as he lay spread out on his stomach on top of the sheets. Bill
hung his towel over the door and crept to the foot of the bed,
bending low to kiss the soles of Lance's feet, then kissing
his way up the smooth body. Lance moaned as Bill's tongue flicked
out, licking the cleft of his ass, causing Bill to smile and
slowly trace his tongue up Lance's spine. Lance shuddered at
the cool, wet tongue and then moaned as Bill kissed and sucked
at his neck.
"Relaxed?" Bill smiled as he lazily
drew the fingernails of his left hand lightly across Lance's
back and buttocks, causing him to sigh and moan lightly.
"MmmmmmmHmmmmm" Lance moaned. "That
feels so good."
Bill smiled. "I know what would feel
better."
Lance gasped as he felt a glob of coolness
hit the cleft of his ass.
"Oh! That's cold!"
Bill smiled as his finger rubbed at the thick
liquid, channeling it down the crack of his ass and onto his
puckered hole. "It'll warm up."
Lance inhaled sharply as Bill's index finger
traced lightly over his rosebud, then grunted loudly as Bill's
index finger slipped inside him.
"Oh, God!" Lance moaned. "Oh....yes!"
Bill added a second finger and slowly began
an in-and-out motion as the volume of Lance's moans increased.
"Oh.....Oh...OH!" Lance yipped
as Bill added a thick third finger into him, not even slowing
his pace as he did.
"You doing OK?" Bill smiled, licking
a warm trail around the shell of Lance's ear.
Lance nodded and turned his head to kiss
his lover. "I love your fingers...but I love your dick
even more. Fuck me!"
Bill smiled and pulled out his fingers only
to replace them with his steely rod a second later. Lance balled
his hands into the sheets and screamed in pleasure as Bill's
thick cock rammed into his prostate.
"Oh FUCK! Yah! FUCK! Oh Yeah!"
Lance chanted as Bill thrust deeply into him.
Bill pounded Lance's ass, crushing him into
the mattress below, causing the young man to thrust back as
he moaned over and over.
Bill pulled out and tapped Lance's ass with
his dick. "Turn over, lover."
Lance turned onto his back and wrapped his
arms around Bill's neck as he felt him re-enter his ass.
"Oh Damn! You could fuck me all night...it
feels so good!" Lance moaned, then pushed his tongue deep
into Bill's mouth.
Bill reached down and grabbed hold of Lance's
wet, dripping cock and began to smear the juice that was flowing
out of the tip all over the spongy head and shaft. Lance bit
into the fleshy area of Bill's shoulder as he began to stroke
Lance's cock in time with his thrusts.
"Oh.......OH....SHIT! I can't..baby....oh
GOD!" Lance screamed as he slammed his head back into the
pillows and arched his back up, thrusting himself into Bill's
hand as Bill thust into him. Lance's entire body tensed then
his dick began to spew, nay, shoot his load out, over the headboard
behind his head, then onto his face, and finally his chest and
stomach.
Bill smiled and slowed his thrusting, watching
Lance twitch and moan in his orgasmic state. Finally, almost
a minute later, Lance's body began to relax, his back and butt
slowly decending back onto the matress. Bill grinned as he leaned
forward, thrusting his entire length back into Lance, causing
Lance to shiver as the head grazed his prostate. Bill flicked
his tongue out over Lance's lips, wetting them before he mashed
his own into them in a passionate kiss.
As the kiss broke, Lance moaned softly, "Why
don't you pull out and let me suck you off?"
Bill grinned. "I think I'll just stay
here. I need to practice my tantric sex techniques."
Lance's eyebrow arched. "Tantric sex
techniques?"
Bill nodded with a rye grin. "You bet,
babe! I'm planning on staying hard and inside you, just like
you'd said, all night long." Bill leaned forward and punctuated
his last three words with three thrusts of his hips that ground
the head of his dick into Lance's sensitive prostate. Lance
let out a short yell and his dick began to thicken and jerk
upwards again.
"You're serious!" Lance said, a
devilish smile on his face.
Bill nodded. "Yep. Serious as a heart
attack. Let's see how many times can I make you cum? Let me
count the ways."
Lance groaned as Bill pulled the entire length
of his cock out and then slammed it back in.
"Ughhhh...oh....But...I have to work
tomorrow." Lance said, the excuse sounding pretty darn
feeble, even to himself as he said it.
Bill grinned. "Not til tomorrow...late
afternoon. I'll let you sleep after the sun rises....or after
you pass out....whichever comes first."
Lance moaned as he felt Bill's cock hit his
prostate hard. He looked up and clinched his hole tight around
his lover's dick, making him groan in appreciation.
"You know, that sounded like a challenge,
Mister. You're On! We'll see who outlasts whom."
JC lay panting in Justin's arms, both having
shot their loads simultaneously as JC fucked Justin with gleeful
abandon. JC's breathing began to slow and even out, and his
eyes began to droop half shut after the exertion of their lovemaking
when, in the back of his mind, he heard....or it seems as if
he heard....as much as anyone can really hear something from
their own minds....but nonetheless, JC's eyes popped open as
he heard something akin to an alarm claxon in the back of his
mind. Despite his strength in telepathy, it seemed that JC also
had a somewhat underdeveloped talent for precognition. JC roused
himself, sitting up on the bed and letting Justin's arms fall
from around him.
"Baby?" Justin whispered."What's
the matter?"
Any answer that he would have given would
have gone unheard as the force, sound and fury of an enormous
explosion rocked the building to its base, shattering the windows
in every room as their occupants fell to the floor or dove for
cover.
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