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catch my breath, but before I had quite recovered, Tim repeated the quick plunge and slow release.
    “Fuck,” I gasped, the back of one hand over my eyes, the other buried in Tim’s hair. True to my word, the next time Tim took me to the root and I felt myself bump the back of his throat, I couldn’t hold back—I came hard, pumping the contents of my sore balls into Tim’s softly sucking mouth. As I grunted quietly with the last throb of my orgasm, I heard Tim moan, and I lifted my head in surprise. Eyes closed tight, he had one hand down the front of his jeans, and his face and neck were flushed, mottled red. Knowing that he had made himself climax with my cock in his mouth, the taste of my cum fresh on his tongue… It just did something to me. I moved further down the bed, curling him into my arms to press fervid kisses to his closed eyelids and soft, parted lips.
    “Mm,” he said after a moment, opening his eyes in a daze. He raked his fingers through my hair and then gave me a crooked smile. “I just sucked Stuart Leandro’s cock.”
    I let out a bark of a laugh and leaned down to kiss him again.
    “I only need about… fifteen minutes to recuperate,” I said, reaching for the button of his jeans. I undid them easily, only fumbling for a second, but paused before pulling them open. “Is this all right?” He shut his eyes again and nodded, but I understood from the tiny wrinkle on his forehead that this was the difficult part for him. Slowly, I slid my hand into his boxers and came into contact with soft, damp hair. My fingers found their way between his lips, and when I slipped them inside him and felt how incredibly wet he was, I let out a shaky breath. “Okay, ten minutes, tops.”
    Tim let out an amused huff of breath and then moaned and began to move his hips in time with my caresses. I began to draw my fingers out, intending on paying attention to his clit, but he grabbed my wrist.
    “No. Keep going,” he gasped. “Don’t stop what you were doing.”
    Surprised, I kept moving my fingers inside him, and mere seconds later he stiffened and let out a full-throated groan. I kissed his neck, murmuring my encouragement as he strained against me, climaxing around my fingers with a rhythmic squeeze that made them all the more slippery with every shuddering pulse. When he finally went limp and breathless, I grinned wide.
    “Really?”
    Tim cracked open one eye.
    “Really, what?” His tone sounded guarded.
    “That’s all it takes for you to cum?”
    “Yeah,” he replied, “though like I said, it’s been a while. It’s not always so easy.”
    My cock was waking up quickly, spurred by the thought of being enveloped in that hot slickness.
    “How many times can you?”
    “Uh. Well. Depends really…” he said with a smile that had a hint of shyness in it. “Eight? Ten?”
    I laughed and pressed myself against his taut, gorgeous, complicated body.
    “I’m jealous.”
    Tim chuckled and nodded.
    “Now you understand why I’m reticent to mess with what I figure is a pretty sweet deal,” he said. However, his expression was self-mocking again.
    “I think it’s brilliant,” I confessed. “I think you’re mad brilliant.” I kissed him hard, and when I pulled back and saw the heat in his eyes, I felt my cock thicken further in response. “And bloody sexy as all hell.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Yeah.”
     
    W HEN I FINALLY PUSHED MY cock deep into him, snug and so very wet, I let out a shameless groan. What could have been strange, given this was my first experience with a man, was simply made more arousing by Tim’s uniqueness, and I had no thoughts of she or he in my head, consumed as I was by hunger for the amazing body that met every thrust with a fervour matching my own. Again, it took little time for me to get to the point of no return, but this time when I came it was with a shared cry of passion that left the both of us panting and laughing, limbs tangled and skin damp on the huge, soft